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"Ah, that's the patriarch!"

"Master Patriarch, would you like some bean curd sushi?"

"The patriarch is also super handsome today~ he's much prettier than that Senshou." A Uchiha girl who was watching strongly has turned into a star-eyed girl.Although there is no clear indication of which Senshou it is, there is only one person who can be compared with Uchiha Madara. Senju Kusu who is next to him walks over and takes advantage of his height to look down at her with a fierce expression.

"Hey, you guy, what does a man look like? Our Hashirama-sama is so much taller than your patriarch, okay?!"

As he spoke, he exaggeratedly compared a height.The top of Uchiha Xiaozhi's head only reached the young man's shoulders, she looked up at him, like a proud kitten, with no loss in momentum, pointing at Ruihuo in the distance, with an extremely proud expression,

"Hmph, what's the use of being tall and breaking the sky? Our patriarch is married to Lord Ruihuo!"

The ferocious expression suddenly froze on his face, Qianshou Nan looked away imposingly, and managed to find a passable excuse,

"...Then, that is our patriarch's whole heart for the development of Senshou and Konoha, and we don't have that kind of thought."

"Hehe~"

Even if there is no answer, just by this smile, Qian Shou Nan already knows——

lost.

It's fine if there is no Uchiha family who is rich, it's fine if no Uchiha family is good-looking, and the head of your own family doesn't have a wife? ! !What a painful realization this is!

Ruihuo suddenly looked at Madara who had stopped in his tracks, and asked,

"what happened?"

Madara withdrew his gaze from the two of them with complicated eyes.He has never seen Senshou and Uchiha get along like this, and he has never been so protected and loved by the clansmen. The eyes of the children of the clan school worship Rumu, the trust and love of all the clansmen along the way, and that Uchiha The Bo girl had a proud expression when she mentioned our patriarch.

All this made Madara have an extremely strong sense of unreality, at this moment he suddenly had a somewhat weak idea

If Unlimited Monthly Reading is really realized, will everything in it be the same as what he is experiencing now?

Quanna will not die, Zhuma still trusts him so much, Uchiha's people will look at him with such eyes.Madara's eyes suddenly fell on Ruihuo's face, and he suddenly recalled the pair of black eyes that hit his eyes when he just opened them, like the dark and oppressive night sky,

Suddenly a few stars lit up.

——The breathing was disordered at this moment.Madara's fingertips trembled, and he couldn't help thinking, thinking that in that hypothetical world, maybe...he might have a wife.

"Ruihuo..."

It was always called a woman, or Uchiha Mizuho's Madara, and it was the first time that she called her name so intimately.Rui Huo didn't respond, just asked him what's the matter with his eyes.That pair of clear and ethereal black pupils stared at him quietly,

But it is alienated and indifferent.

The moment he touched this look, Madara realized very clearly that none of this belonged to him.The younger brother died, Zhu Jian killed him, and the clansmen resented him. This is Uchiha Madara, and this should be his original life.

At this moment, Madara suddenly felt annoyed at the moment of weakness just now,

He used the instant body technique without warning.

Dazed by Madara's sudden disappearance, Ruihuo immediately chased after her.Madara went to the original Uchiha clan land, and there are still some old people who refuse to move away here. Compared with the lively Uchiha clan land in the past, it looks a bit desolate.However, it was not abandoned here, but changed to one of the strongholds of Uchiha Red Street.Madara came to the gate of Nanga Shrine and stopped.

One minute later, Rui Huo lightly landed beside him, his tone a bit cold.

"Why did you leave suddenly?"

Madara didn't answer, and didn't look at Ruihuo, just said, "Follow up." After Hashirama, he told Ruihuo about the Moon's Eye plan in front of the stone slab.

"Because of the power game among the upper-level families, Konoha will only become a breeding ground for darkness and will not bring peace at all."

"Only the Eye of the Moon Project..."

"indeed."

Madara did not expect Ruihuo's calm agreement.

"If people in the whole world fall into the illusion, they will die when their lifespan is exhausted. Because they cannot reproduce after being trapped in the illusion, there will be no more people in the world, and naturally there will be no war. Peace will become eternal." She nodded affirmatively and said sincerely,

"It is indeed a good plan in terms of the goal of achieving peace alone and its durability."

Such a peculiar point of view blocked Madara for a while, and he was stunned for a while, but he couldn't find any words to refute.Ruihuo opened the kaleidoscope, walked to the stone tablet, circled the modified part,

"But before implementing it, you'd better make sure it's true."

......

This battlefield seems to be covered by a black curtain. It is not a simple and empty darkness like the night sky, but a mixture of sticky mud on the ground, wrecked branches, crushed animal corpses, and a rotten darkness that smells of blood. .Hashirama was lying on the ground, his limbs were firmly nailed by black sticks.

The originally flowing long hair was stuck in the mud on the surface, half of his body was blood stained, and some dark candles were scattered scattered around Spotted's feet, reflecting that cold and indifferent face, with distinct bones and a little pale His fingers were covered with sticky blood, drop by drop, falling to the ground.

The blood was so red that it was dazzling.

"Why, Madara..."

"Why not...kill me...?"

A hoarse, rough voice like sandpaper leaked intermittently from Hashirama's throat.The night wind howled, and without the cover of the trees, the wind became stronger.When it brushed against the cracks in the stone or other things, the sharp sound of the wind, like a slap of resentment, was creepy in this situation.

Madara didn't answer, he just walked to Hashirama's side, looking down at him condescendingly, his cold and haughty silver-gray eyes seemed indifferent as if all emotions had been emptied.He also asked Hashirama a question

"Then, Hashirama..."

"Why did you kill him?"

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing through Hashirama's heart in an instant, to the point that it was almost crushed.

——Yes, why?Why?

Why!

The tide of remorse, guilt, and self-blame drowned Hashirama, and the suffocating despair was as dark as this battlefield.

"sorry......"

I don't know how many times I have said these three words Zhujian, but he can only say this. Lying in the mud, Zhujian suddenly felt like he was in hell, his dazed and lifeless eyes flickered, There was a wry smile on the corner of his lips,

【No, at the moment when Madara's heart was pierced from behind,】

【I'm already in hell...】

Hashirama's vision was blurred, and the corners of his eyes were already stained with moisture.

[Why, did you only find out now? 】

【I, who have been in hell all this time, why didn’t I realize it until now? 】

The two were silent for a long time.

"Madara," Hashirama looked at him with difficulty, "Can... tell me about your... that world?"

【You who still have light in your eyes must be very happy in that world. 】

【I always feel that I am so bad here...】

Madara pursed her lips and said nothing.Such an indifferent reaction was also expected by Hashirama, he twitched the corner of his lips indifferently, recalling the scene when Madara just appeared here, Hashirama spoke,

"Quanna is still alive, right?"

At this time, Hashirama suddenly remembered that Madara was desperately looking for another name besides Quanna,

"Ruihuo...although it looks like a boy's name, but...it should be a cute girl."

The sudden mention of this name made Madara's muscles tense a bit.He frowned, interrupted Hashirama with a strong and indifferent tone,

"what do you want to say in the end?"

"Don't be angry... Madara."

Zhu Jian lying on the ground was in a terrible state of distress, and his speech was only breathless. He smiled reluctantly and said,

"I just... want to know, the world that can make Madara happy..."

"What is it like?"

Hashirama's fingers hooked Madara's trousers, gently and carefully.Strangely, Madara didn't dodge, but still had that cold and indifferent expression on his face.

"spot."

"spot......"

"......spot."

Suddenly, Hashirama began to call Madara's name again and again, in a low voice, with an imperceptible crying voice.

"what happened again?"

Madara, who had been silent all this time, finally responded.Hashirama reached out and grabbed the little piece of fabric in his palm, the wrist pierced by the black stick was torn apart, and fresh blood gushed out one after another.But Hashirama didn't care, he looked into Madara's eyes nervously, his weak breath became high due to excitement

"I never lied to you. Uchiha Madara is Senjujuma's only true friend in this life. The dream I made together when I was a child is serious, and I want to work hard with you to bring peace. It is also serious, but I don't know why , I really don't know why, why did I do such a thing at that time. I don't justify, nor ask for forgiveness, I just want to say to you, "

"Madara, what I said to you back then was serious. The future I described..."

"There is a future with Uchiha Madara——"

Hashirama cried out, his hoarse voice suddenly broke out, and he almost lost his voice in the end.Embarrassed and without image, the legendary ninja god suddenly looked like a child who made a mistake,

"So, so..."

"For me who did such a thing, I no longer have the qualifications to live in this world."

He was sobbing in pain, as if his heart was broken. This time, there was really only a little breath left, and the voice was so low that you could only know what he was talking about through the shape of your mouth.Hashirama closed his eyes, his violently heaving chest calmed down, he moved his lips, but he couldn't make a sound.But Madara saw it, and Hashirama was saying,

"Kill me... Madara"

"Please."

"Please."

The author has something to say:

Hashirama: I don't justify, I don't ask for forgiveness, I just want to say to you - I like you, Uchiha Madara!

It was written that the sudden spotty atmosphere caught me off guard...