Uchiha is at it again!

"—Kusuo, what's your phone number?"

Queyou picked up the papers on the ground and sorted them one by one, and asked excitedly, "I have a mobile phone now, so I can contact you when I go to your world."

"Calling cards from other worlds won't work with me."

Kusuo raised his head from the comic book, Queyou was taken aback, and said blackly: "Yes...but I can ask someone to lend you a cell phone to call you."

"unnecessary."

Kusuo tilted his head: "You just need to call me in your heart, as long as you are in my world, I can hear and come to you."

Abe Seimei put his face on his face and sighed: "...Are you two poisonous? Why are you talking so affectionately in ordinary daily conversations?"

"Kusuo..."

Queyou was very moved: "So you just lied to me with the suppressor for your superpower?"

… Congratulations on finding your blind spot!

Abe Seimei almost laughed out loud, watching Kusuo how to survive PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds gleefully.Kusuo tried his best to hold back his broken expression: "I'm not, I don't."

"You told me before that the ability can be controlled, and I don't need to listen to the voice of the whole world."

"...It is Sorasuke who swears that the next-generation super power suppressor can solve all problems."

Kusuo had no psychological pressure to push all the blame on his brother, Queyou stared at him, curled his lips: "Okay...don't lie to me next time."

"If you don't scare me with eye-gouging."

survived.

Kusuo breathed a sigh of relief, clutching his frightened heart, he couldn't read the contents of the comic book for a long time.

Compared to Abe Seimei, who has nothing to do and plays with birds every day, although Kusuo has to get up early to go to school every day, he is still much more relaxed than Chosuke.

Seeing Que Yu who finished packing and left without taking a few mouthfuls of dessert, Kusuo looked at his clock, and once again felt sympathy for the ninja who was about to get up before dawn.

"Kusuo, have you read the new plan made by Chiu Yu?"

Seimei picked up the document that she had put on the table and was pinned up.

According to the personality of this old fox, nothing will be brought up for no reason.Nanxiong took it with a bad intention, and looked warily at Seimei, who was smiling but couldn't see what he was thinking.

"...It always feels weird."

The handwritten document was somewhat scribbled, and many places were crossed out again and again. After Kusuo flipped through a few pages, he frowned deeply: "But I can't tell."

"Well, after all, Kusuo has never been in contact with such things, so it's normal that he can't tell."

Kusuo's gaze became dangerous: Then you still let me see?Do you want me to put you in a sack when I see you again?

"Hahahahaha..."

Seimei smiled, and his eyes fell on the document in Kusuo's hand, delighted by the obvious changes in it.

He wants to change the system only because he wants to change the fate of his younger brothers. Such a person who only thinks about his younger brother from beginning to end finally has his own ambitions, well...it's getting more and more interesting.

"He's going to be a great guy."

"Troubled times make heroes, and he will become a hero. I never doubted this."

Qingming smiled: The cp who was chasing after gave out official food again, eat.

The moonlight was just right, and the faint light penetrated into the room through the open window. Madara stretched out her hand to catch the moonlight lying on the quilt, looking at the shiny palms and didn't want to sleep.

Already six years old, he will go to the battlefield with his father and elder brother in a few days. He is excited and nervous when he thinks that he can become a real ninja just like his elder brother. .

...I can't sleep, go find my brother and sleep together.

He turned over and got up and rolled up his quilt and pillow. Just as he hugged him, he suddenly thought of a question: It's so late, could my brother already be asleep?

Thinking that her elder brother might have already fallen asleep, Madara hesitated. After all, apart from going out to do missions and necessary training every day, the elder brother also had to take care of the young and energetic younger brothers in his spare time.

He lazily spread the quilt again, and got into the bed in a daze, but after much deliberation, he was really unwilling.

Go take a look!Just take a look!

Madara clenched her fists and made a decision, then took the trouble to wrap up the bedding, hugged her, and walked lightly to her elder brother's room.

To his surprise, the eldest brother's room was faintly illuminated through the crack of the door.

"elder brother?"

He gently opened the crack of the door and whispered, borrowing Heijue to go to Senju or other places where the Uchiha tribe is not, Queyou, who was concentrating on reading the letter, was frightened and frantically cleaned up the table. The letter paper and the scroll did not forget to reply, and let the younger brother enter the room.

"Brother, why haven't you slept yet?"

Madara also saw the mess on Queyou's table. He naively thought that his brother was looking at the information about the mission and didn't think much about it. He obediently didn't ask about it according to the mission's confidentiality code, but he didn't know how much his future self wanted to go back to the past. Now strangle the self so self-conscious.

Why don't you ask!Why!

"That's a good question."

Queyou pressed the unhidden letter paper with his hand, and pouted towards his bedding when he heard Madara's question: "Here, just look over there and you'll know."

Madara looked suspiciously in the direction indicated by his elder brother.

dumb.

The two brats lying side by side in his brother's quilt, blushing, who else could there be other than his two younger brothers?

... Wow, that's too much, they all ran over to look for the eldest brother, and the second brother, why didn't everyone look for the second brother?

Madara was a little jealous.

The moment Madara turned his head, Queyou quickly stuffed the letter into the king's treasure with unprecedented speed, and when Madara returned, he put his hand on the table as if nothing had happened.

"Brother, doesn't he have no place to sleep? Yizheng, they are so ignorant."

Madara sighed heavily, and as he said that, he carried the quilt and pillow he had placed at the door, and looked at Queyou with piercing eyes: "Fortunately, I took mine. Brother, let's sleep together?"

Queyou: "..."

What else could Chiyu do?Of course he happily agreed.

Seeing Madara spread the quilt happily, Queyou finally heaved a sigh of relief as he tidied up the scrolls on the table.

Madara didn't ask, just right, and he didn't have to think about how to make up a mission.

He weighed the scroll in his hand, thinking about what was said in the letter, he had a headache: lack of people, lack of people, still lack of people, wrangling with the nobles, I can't continue to use magic dolls... Where can I find a coincidence? Talented with a tongue?Also, he was so focused on thinking about things that he didn't notice Madara's approaching... Really, I need to be more careful, it's not time for them to find out about these things.

After blowing out the candle, Queyou lay down under the blanket.

Madara's quilt was just right for one person, and it seemed a bit cramped for two people, but it was obvious that the two people didn't care and were even quite satisfied.

Especially spots.

#ha!Did not expect it!It's better to come early than to come early, and the final winner is me! #

"Good night brother."

Hearing his younger brother's triumphant voice, even if he couldn't see him, Queyou could imagine that his younger brother's expression must be very, very cute.He put his hands on Madara's back, wrapped his younger brother in his arms and closed his eyes contentedly: "Good night, Madara."

I won't mention how the younger brothers lively denounced the second brother the next day.

"Brother doesn't wear this?"

Madara looked at the red armor on her body, then at her brother who was only wearing a national uniform and carrying a long knife, and asked suspiciously.

Queyou, who pursues lightweight and light-packed clothes, patted Madara's shoulder: "Well, I don't need this."

Madara's wide-eyed eyes would be misleading. In his eyes with a thick layer of brother-control filters, the big brother who confidently said "I don't need armor to protect" seems to be shining!

Que You, who simply felt that the thing affected his spinning and jumping:? ? ? 【Black Question Mark.jpg

Uchiha Tersuke, who didn't know how many layers of filters had been pasted on him in the eyes of his younger brother, looked at the armor on Madara's body, and the shallow marks left by weapons on the chest looked familiar.

Oh, remembered.

Queyou tapped his palm, and suddenly realized: "Isn't this the armor I had back then? Did the old man find it out? Uh huh, it's very suitable for Madara to wear it!"

"Huh? Brother's?!"

Madara's eyes lit up even more excitedly when he heard that the protective gear on his body was originally his brother.

Queyou nodded: "Yes."

Madara: Very happy.

Queyou: Don't tell me that Madara Armor is often used by me to scoop fish...

Before leaving, Uchiha Kei hooked Que Yu's neck and moved aside.

"Help watch my cousin more."

He lowered his voice and made a gesture of two with one hand: "Two pieces of bean curd sushi."

"Just kidding, where are my three younger brothers, two? At least five." Madara said two.

"Two copies! My mission money has already been used to buy explosive charms for my brother!"

"Five."

"Three copies! It's really the limit!"

"……whispering sound."

Because the leader of the team was the patriarch, no one dared to make jokes along the way, and kept on their way honestly and silently.

——Except for Uchiha Sparrow.

"I said, do you want to be so stingy?"

Taking advantage of the break in the middle, Queyou hooked Tajima's neck and went to the corner, not afraid of his father's black face, muttering: "Put my old armor through for Madara, and we don't need to spend the money for new ones, right?"

"Heh, aren't you happy to see Madara wearing your armor?"

Tajima said that he had already seen through that he was the eldest son who was out of touch with his younger brother, and he just snorted and asked back when he was questioned.

"Of course happy!"

Queyou looked upright, and answered decisively and loudly.Tajima pushed him away in disgust: "Then shut up."

"Is father thinking of me?!"

"……To shut up."

Tajima couldn't bear it and shouted: "It doesn't look like a Uchiha at all, just like Senju's virtue!"

"Hahahahaha, don't those people who say I'm Qianshou believe me, just so I can use Qianshou's name to make trouble~"

Uchiha Tajima patted him on the back of the head angrily: "Do you think other people are fools?"

Queyou giggled and didn't speak, and went to look for his lovely brother with the back of his head.

After driving for almost two days, the group finally arrived at the location and replaced some of the injured clansmen.

Looking at some familiar figures on the opposite side, Queyou narrowed his eyes, put one hand on his younger brother's unrestrained hair and rubbed it hard: "Don't worry, my brother will always watch you."

"kindness!"

Uchiha Tajima glanced at the second son. Although his movements were still a little rusty, he didn't seem to panic, while the eldest son kept a position that was neither near nor far away, and removed the factors that might threaten Madara one by one. It is a small fish that Madara can barely face and achieve the effect of experience.

well.

He nodded secretly, very satisfied with the behavior of the eldest son and the performance of the second son.

My son is better than that old bastard's son in Thousand Hands Buddha Room.

pride.

I just don't know when Queyou will be able to open his eyes, he is too calm.

Tajima was worried.