Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

"Tokaima, I found out—" Senshou Hashirama, who was sitting on the floor correcting documents, looked at the laboratory where spells and words were floating around, and suddenly spoke to the person standing in the middle.

Qianshou Feijian, who was trying to drive the mark of the Flying Thunder God into the turbulent space, couldn't help but stop what he was doing, raised his eyes and asked silently, "?"

Qianshou Zhujian didn't seem to care about the subtle changes in his younger brother, and said with inexplicable pride: "I found out that I have wronged you by making you do paperwork before."

"Brother," Thousand Hands sized up a certain generation of Hokage who was firmly nailed to the ground and did not leave. After realizing that this person was just looking for something to say, he lowered his vigilance and tried to chase him away with a stiff face. "Tracking technique It doesn't take effect so quickly, you can go back first..."

"I don't." Senshou Zhujian rebuffed, unfolding a smile that was incomparably bright in spring, "Those who have been to another world are not qualified to say this."

"……what ever."

Indeed, a certain technician who had been to another world for a long time was speechless, and turned to continue to study the space resistance of Flying Thunder God.

Senju Bashima, who has made outstanding contributions to the greening of the laboratory, moved the ground wisely, away from the increasingly violent spatial turbulence of the experimental center.

He casually corrected the not-very-important documents while watching the mark of Fei Lei Shen resist the erosion of space turbulence at a slow but firm speed.

"Looking at this speed, it should take a while." The only person who has never been to another world murmured to himself, secretly encouraged: "In short, this time it must be me!"

"But having said that," Senshou · Promise · Inexplicable Competitiveness · Hashirama scratched the mushroom on his head, "Where's Madara?"

……

Facing the two people who were particularly supportive and full of anticipation, I was also driven to be serious.

Speaking of the real Uchiha...

In fact, from the beginning to the present, excluding the Uchiha Mirror who was abruptly misidentified by myself, there is only one Uchiha I have come into contact with.

That one should be very representative.

So, separated by countless worlds and dimensional walls, what can only rely on memories and longings bring?

With expectations that I don't know, I scattered my thoughts finely, part of them sank into the vast sea of ​​consciousness, and the other part went to search for the memory of that period of being together.

The former passed through several layers of transparent barriers, escaped several swirling eddies, and sank, sinking deeply.

Finally, in the distance that was so dark blue that it almost turned into darkness, I saw the target.

——The pair of eternal kaleidoscopes.

The small line of consciousness mixed with the breath of Senshou and Uchiha directly ignored the fierce aura emanating from the eyes, and the sea of ​​consciousness above the instinct occupied it, and it had already accelerated automatically before the rationality from the body could make a judgment. Cheers and posted it.

The transparent blue dormant around those eyes quickly captured the uninvited guest, wrapping it layer by layer until it fit perfectly.

The hijacked and threatened uninvited guest didn't realize it, and even announced briskly:

'I found you. '

At the same time, another part also opened the memory chapter belonging to this pair of kaleidoscopes.

From the ninja who leaped up the tree hole with his back to the stormy night when we met for the first time, to the casual glance at the official meeting through the majestic Nine-Tails and the crumbling Konoha, the first time we fought against each other standing under the moonlight and slowly twitched The blue kimono of the sword, to the full armor standing on the tree and waving the sickle and shouting "make me happy again", the rare stunned when Susano was pierced by an unexpected force, and finally the armor was shattered Lying in the ruins covered his face and laughed.

It's been so long since the last meeting with the owner of the eyes, but it's strange...

The memory is clearly visible, and everything is vivid.

The high sky, the green sea of ​​trees, only a handful of people moving around, the revived village, and the blue armored giant standing on top of all of them.

On the giant's shoulders, the man turned his head and raised his eyebrows wantonly, showing the pride and arrogance that should be taken for granted.

This is the Uchiha I remember.

'The look in your eyes now is worthy of your strength. '

'You could be prouder. '

'—I'll keep watching you. '

So are you looking at me now, Madara-san?

In the depths of the darkness, the pair of kaleidoscopes seemed to move, and a familiar breath quickly followed from a distant place.

'████, █'

I shivered inexplicably, and subconsciously recalled all the scattered thoughts.

The consciousness returned to its original position, and the brain finally received the scorching information from the eyes. This time, it was stronger than ever.

I suppressed excess doubts, restrained and slowly opened my eyes.

At the same time, the half of the venue radiating from this place was strangely quiet.

Someone a little further away started whispering.

"Did you feel a sudden chill?"

"Is the air conditioner in the venue broken?"

"Of course you don't feel it when you're wrapped in a leather case. I have goosebumps on my side."

"To be honest, I am also cold, so cold that I feel a little flustered."

Unlike other people who were talking and laughing, 'Fujimaru Tachika' and 'Matthew' who sat across from each other had the most direct feelings.

The scorching heat that even the central air conditioner and small electric fan couldn't reduce was replaced by inexplicable fear. The instinctive sense of crisis of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages clamored to escape as soon as possible, but the consciousness seemed to be separated from the body, and the whole person remained stiff and motionless.

The person in front of her was obviously wearing ordinary short-sleeved shorts, and she only printed a round fan icon on her back and cuffs perfunctorily, but the moment she closed her eyes, there was a chill that almost scratched her skin. The aura of injury was released from her body.

Shrouded in the trembling sense of being targeted by the top predator, the more perceptive boy was the first to notice the strangeness.

——If it’s just cosplay, it’s too much…

Too much of what?He has stopped thinking about it.

Because she opened her eyes.

'Fujimaru Tachika' considers himself a senior Naruto fan, not to mention reciting the full text, but when it comes to Sharingan, one of the top pupil techniques, he can still do it well.

So when he saw the red eyes of the three hook jade, his brain went blank.

——It is a brand new Sharingan that has never been seen before.

The owner of the eyes just sat there casually, didn't move or speak, but just glanced at them lightly——

Blade and danger, pride and loneliness.

——This is Uchiha.

Cold sweat was already breaking out on the boy's forehead, he tried his best to regain control of his body, but failed.

That Uchiha girl seemed to be ignorant of the impact she had caused, and even continued her "cos".

Under the overt or covert attention of an unknown number of people, the girl in simple casual clothes sat in front of a dazzling array of booths, and the store's small fan blew her long hair out in all directions.

At this moment, her whole body is surrounded by a gravitational force that can gather the eyes of the surroundings, but at the same time, the aura that can stab people emanating from her also makes people who are about to move can't help but hesitate.

The stern, apparently unpainted face was the standard Uchiha Nami, and the black and red eyes glanced around casually, as if he saw it, or just glanced at it.

Their eyes finally settled on the two people who made the request. The close distance allowed them to clearly see the three hook jades that were slowly rotating, and to hear the sentence that the volume did not increase deliberately:

——"お前も刻うか?"

Not far from the next door, the sound of the erhu suddenly intensified, and two cosplayers with white hair, one long and one short, looked this way in horror with their slippery sunglasses.

'Fujimaru Tachika' finally regained control of her body when the second boot fell, and took a deep breath immediately.

However, I felt good after I finished my exercise, and I fell into confusion after waiting for the long-awaited applause.

What happened?

A strange silence fell in front of me. The Chaldean duo kept looking in my direction with sluggish eyes, and next door was the sand sculpture music group poking around.

It seemed that my rear was unknown, so the noise was even louder.

"What's the matter?" Unexplainedly, I withdrew my outgoing aura, switched back to my approachable daily state, and tilted my head: "—Isn't it like?"

The boy probably choked, and was coughing earth-shatteringly, and still struggled to give a thumbs up: "Uchiha!"

"It's better to say that they look too similar. I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak." The girl continued with a sigh of relief, unscrewed the water bottle and took a sip.

"Miss sister, you are amazing." She touched the cold sweat that was seeping from her forehead, "I don't even know how you put on your colored contact lenses, let alone the quality of these colored contact lenses, they are so lifelike. .”

"...What color contact lenses?"

"That's it." She took out a cosmetic mirror from the inside of the omnipotent shield, and unfolded it to me, "It still turns around, here is a link and I will turn around..."

The hand of 'Maxiu' holding out the mirror hesitated and stopped in mid-air, "Will... turn?"

The 'guda-jun' who was finally sympathetic next to me couldn't stop it, and showed a painful expression that my life was over.

It was late, and through the half-open mirror, I, who had excellent eyesight, had already seen it.

Writing wheel eye, three hook jade.

Still spinning.

My pupils quake on the spot.

As a result, the three hooks turned faster.

Wait, wait!

I dare say that no one is more frightened than myself at this moment.

What's the matter? Why did you write Sharingan, and they all went to Sangouyu, what does this mean?

How long have I been keeping my eyes open?

I thumped the mask of pain in my heart, trying to throw the pot at my friend: Help, Naoki, I never heard that you have a Uchiha mother——

The fate of the brain fryer is that the aura that I had been holding on to was lost in all directions. In the cold that was getting closer and closer, I subconsciously pulled out a silly smile for Mr. Hashirama, trying to get away with it.

Let's review what stupid things I just did:

With this very Uchiha face, Uchiha's Sharingan opened, and Uchiha's aura, talking and dancing in the quiet venue.

Even I, who doesn't like to go out very much, know that Comic Con is an amazing place.

The magic is that the more dangerous the more beautiful, the more you want to get close.

——Who doesn't know that there are ordinary people under this makeup, so when will it be better if you don't put it on now!

So naturally, that's when I withdrew my outward aura, calmed down on the surface, but frantically grabbed the ground with my head.

Just when I and the two people who had exchanged eyes with me looked at each other in blank dismay, falling into silence.

A rooster crowed in the silent venue, breaking the sky:

"It's Uchiha!"

"Live Uchiha!"

"Beautiful Uchiha!!"

"Sisters, rush for me—"

My eyes widened, I turned around in horror, and the uncontrollable Sangouyu flew up, and I successfully saw the unknown young lady who was mixed in the crowd and quickly gathered a group of people, and they were coming here aggressively. kill.

The group of people carried cameras on their shoulders, with "Tie" written on the left face and "Tie" written on the right face, like refugees who had been hungry for hundreds of years, showing salivating smiles at the innocent pancakes falling from the sky.

"Hey, Uchiha, hey, Uchiha, hey..."

So my cold sweat also came down.

It was too late and then quickly, the little girl with purple hair jumped up, pulled the cloak in the hand of the boy next to me and covered my head, picked up the big speaker with the other hand, turned it on, and adjusted the volume , all in one go!

The volume was adjusted to the maximum loudspeaker and the sound of cheers overwhelmed the voices of the entire venue.

The reliable fake junior, the real senior, stuffed the horn into the arms of the sluggish fake senior, the real junior, and pulled me towards the crowd behind.

Excellent, I give full marks to this rescue!

I lowered my body tacitly, took the load for the girl who was hard carrying the shield with one hand, and propped up the cloak with the other hand to reveal a gap. Breaking through the crowd, slipped out of the venue.

"..."

"..."

The problem is coming again.

The two girls looked at each other speechlessly.

I struggled to find something to say, "Well, the link to the colored contact lenses, do you still want it?"

She was also struggling, "I think, I shouldn't need it."

"Ah, this," I suddenly felt a little bald. "This, just now, that, eyes, ah no, colored contact lenses..."

The other person was obviously more flustered than me, she closed her eyes and said loudly, "I don't know anything, please let me keep this good memory—"

Okay, I closed my eyes, it seems that I didn't cheat.

"No, you've seen it all." I was categorical and bit to death: "This is a new black-tech color contact lens, it can change color and turn, color contact lenses!"

The girl opened her eyes hesitantly: "Really beautiful contact lenses?"

I straightened my face and nodded seriously.

"Oh, let me just say it," she tentatively breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated, and asked curiously, "Then, can I pick it?"

I just raised half the smile on my face.

"..." She quickly changed her words, "I knew that the colored contact lenses are very difficult to remove, you think so!"

"Yes, that's right!" I clutched my aching conscience.

I'm sorry, Mr. Purgatory, I have misused your righteousness.

It seemed that I had successfully muddled through the test, and I immediately offered my farewell based on the principle of saying too much and making mistakes.

The girls readily responded.

Before I left, I thought about it, these two people really helped me a lot today, and I should thank them both emotionally and rationally.

"Thank you for today's matter," I called to the girl who turned around and walked towards the venue, and kindly returned the forgotten shield to her hand, "in every sense."

"No, you're welcome, young lady." The girl with a fluttering expression subconsciously said, "You've already thanked me."

"No, this time it's for someone else." I quickly supported the girl who was leaning forward under the weight of the shield, worriedly, "Are you okay alone?"

"It's a small matter." She put the shield on the ground and sat down, "I'll wait here for my junior to pick it up."

Is that Mr. Guda who was drowned in the crowd by our sacrifice?

"Then goodbye?" I waved goodbye hesitantly with a trace of pity.

"Miss sister, please wait a moment." Maybe it's because my helpfulness is too normal at this moment, she also hesitated to stop me, "There is a question I still want to know."

"Excuse me?"

"That's right, about the one I discussed with my junior at the beginning," she said with death-defying expression on her face, "May I ask if your surname is Senshou or Uchiha..."

"Of course it is—"

The words I blurted out subconsciously stopped under her expectant gaze.

This question cannot be answered casually.

I stood at attention on the spot, and saluted a not-so-standard military salute to this girl who seemed to have guessed something and seemed to be simply asking about my cosplay identity.

"My surname is Ling and my name is Xiao. I am a flower planter in Genzhengmiaohong."

Even if some weird accident happens in the future, I will never give up this name!

...no, nothing will happen.

Hahahaha how is it possible.