[Hokage] Brand

Uchiha Madara also received orders from the clan and just returned to the clan.After routinely reporting the mission to his father Uchiha Tajima, he left home.This pre-war depressive atmosphere made him feel uneasy. If he guessed right, his father should have started the pre-war deployment, and Yuromo will also join in this war. Moreover, the most important thing is that Quan Nai has also reached the age of going to the battlefield. .

Feeling restless, Uchiha Madara changed his clan uniform, left the clan alone, and walked towards Nangachuan.Every time he sees the peacefully flowing river in front of him, he will think of that time when he jumped into it with Ruihuo whose life and death are unknown. In a sense, this river can be regarded as a lifesaver, so Madara would sit by the river when he was in a bad mood.The black-haired boy picked up a flat stone, raised his hand and threw it.

The stone made several water floats, and finally sank to the bottom of the water.Madara frowned, and when he was about to pick up the second stone, another stone flew out from his right side, lightly tapped the water a few times, and flew to the opposite bank smoothly.

"When throwing, remember to lift it up a little bit, that's the trick." The watermelon-headed boy maintained the posture of throwing the stone, and winked at Madara by the way.

"Of course I know that kind of thing." Facing the strange boy, without the halo of Uchiha Shao Patriarch, Madara's expression became more vivid, and he unconsciously showed some youthful air. He looked away and said in a slightly awkward tone, "As long as I If you are serious, you will definitely be able to throw it to the opposite side." Madara suddenly turned her head again, looking at Senju Hashirama with displeasure

"By the way, who are you?"

Senju Zhuma pointed at himself with a thumbs up, grinning broadly, "For the time being, let's count it as your opponent."

"I asked who you are?" Hearing such perfunctory, Madara's tone unconsciously became serious.

"My name is Hashirama, and my surname cannot be said temporarily for some reason." Qianju Zhujian put his hands on his hips, and his tone was a little heavy.

[Between the pillars? ] Madara didn’t know why it sounded very familiar. He turned around disdainfully, picked up a stone, and said arrogantly, “Hashirama, show me clearly. I’ll definitely be able to throw it to the other side this time. go."

[This gesture, as I expected, is a shuriken technique. 】Hashirama saw Madara's movement, and his face darkened for a moment. After finishing speaking, Madara threw the stone in his hand vigorously. down

The two bodies froze at the same time, and the scene was very embarrassing for a while. Madara, who was extremely ashamed, immediately turned around and yelled at the speechless Hashirama, "You bastard, you deliberately stood behind me to distract me, didn't you! This person is sensitive, the kind who can't urinate when someone stands behind him!"

Hashirama was suddenly squatted on the ground by Madara's roar, and his voice was weak, "I'm sorry..."

"Hey, you don't have to be lost like this." Madara's tone softened when she saw such a reaction for the first time, but something flashed through her head in the next second, and her eyes fell on the action of holding her legs with her hands and On the unspeakable hairstyle, he suddenly remembered who this person was, 【Ah, that casino liar!】

"You, do you often go to the casino?"

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhh?!" Hashirama was startled, 【Could it be that he bumped into me when I went there last time? 】The watermelon-headed boy felt faint for some reason, his eyes fluttered, and he was at a loss. Such flustered movements have confirmed Madara's guess.

Finally caught the culprit of the prank that year, Uchiha Madara remembered the ridiculous and funny pink bow, his whole face turned black into the bottom of the pot, he rolled up his sleeves, and couldn't hold back his "unicorn arm" anymore .

"Did you trick a little girl into spending all her money on a ridiculous bow?" Madara gritted her teeth, staring at the guilty watermelon-headed boy in front of her.

"Ah! That's right." Hashirama nodded immediately when he remembered the cute and overly cute benefactor who saved "pants" back then, but then he noticed that Madara used the verb "to cheat", and immediately shook his head frantically. fly up

"Huh? No, no, I didn't lie to her!"

Madara didn't want to listen any more, so he just punched him. That indescribable flirtatious pink was a big failure in his life, a black history that was going to be buried ten meters underground.But he didn't use chakra at all, nor did he use any physical skills, just a simple punch, Madara didn't want to reveal his ninja identity yet.

Seeing the oncoming fist, Hashirama quickly squatted on the ground, just missed Madara's fist, the poor boy with watermelon head tremblingly hugged his head, an extremely depressed breath enveloped his head, and his clear voice was muffled Boring, extremely wronged.

"I really didn't lie to her. Ruihuojiang said she was going to give her sister a birthday present, so I went to buy that hairband..."

"Sister? Sister?" Uchiha Madara repeated through gritted teeth.

"No, she didn't specifically say it's my sister, but that person is very white and cute, with half-length hair, although it's a bit... fried hair, I think it should be a cute... ..." [Girl] The voice in Zhujian was talking, and the voice became smaller and smaller, and the last three words were directly stuck in her throat, and she did not say it.

He looked at Madara's darker and darker complexion, and the black-haired boy in front of him was also very white. If you ignore the angry and distorted expression, he is still a very cute boy, and his half-length hair seems to be the same as Rui Huojiang's original description Exactly the same, he couldn't really have misunderstood something.

At the end, Hashirama swallowed hard, and her wandering eyes fell on Madara's bloated black hair, 【Could it be that the person Ruihuo-chan wants to give a birthday present to is not her sister but her brother? ? ? 】After realizing this terrifying fact, he couldn't help but imagine that the boy with fried hair on the opposite side was stroking his hair with a flirty pink headband.

"Pfft——" Hashirama couldn't help bursting out laughing at the poisonous image in his mind, "I'm sorry, I thought she bought it for my sister, but you are also very cute, and the effect of wearing it should be pretty good. "The blue veins on Uchiha Madara's forehead popped up, and his whole face was so dark that he couldn't look at it anymore.

"You guy, do you want to try dancing?"

"Bang——" Senshou Zhujian's face was pushed into the stone pile by Madara, and the watermelon-headed boy pouted his buttocks and twisted it with difficulty, then pushed his head out of the mud between the stones, and then He squatted down with his legs crossed in an extremely negative manner, his face was already flushed and covered with mud, as if a large dark cloud had shrouded his head, his dim eyes were lifeless,

"Ah, I'm sorry~"

Goosebumps were aroused by the gloomy and sticky tone of the watermelon-headed boy, Madara turned his head awkwardly, and let out a "hum", and he didn't have any desire to continue. Seeing this silly watermelon-headed boy in front of him Afterwards, he determined that the other party might have just misunderstood rather than intending to deceive, it was just a simple misunderstanding.

"Hmph, since you didn't mean it, let me forgive you."

After being forgiven, Hashirama immediately jumped up full of energy, stepped forward and grabbed Madara's shoulders familiarly, chuckled, and leaned into his ear and whispered, "By the way, Ruihuo-chan is really Have you secretly put it on in the middle of the night?"

"Bastard, believe it or not, I'll take you away and throw you to the other side!!!" The anger that had just subsided suddenly flared up again, Madara broke away from Hashirama's arm, and slammed him hard on the head A chestnut.

The watermelon-headed boy covered his head, trembling with pain, and squatted down again, the familiar gloomy breath began to radiate, "I was wrong, you throw it..."

Madara was completely defeated by this strange watermelon head. At this time, he finally noticed Hashirama's intimate address to Ruihuo, and his brain nerves were on the verge of being broken again. The tone of the boy with fried hair was slightly dangerous, " Ruihuo... sauce?"

"Yes, yes, your sister is so cute. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be able to keep my last pair of underpants. Ruihuo-chan is simply an angel~" Hashirama didn't notice the subtle tone of the black-haired boy at all. Talking on her own, pink flowers seemed to float on the background board, "She was amazing at the time, we both won a lot of money hand in hand, it was the first time I won so much balabala in a casino... "

"Hand, pull, hand?" Uchiha Madara felt the line of reason in his brain, and "boom--" it broke directly.The blue veins on his forehead were throbbing wildly, and he had the faint urge to burst out the eyes of the blood wheel. He reached out and lifted the collar of Qianshou Zhujian, who was still talking,

"You bastard......"

But Senju Hashirama didn't pay attention to him at all, but looked behind him. Madara also felt something at this time, put down Senju Hashirama's collar, turned around and looked back, and there was a body floating on the clear water of Nanga River. When Madara was stupefied with the already whitish corpse, Senju Hashirama had already rushed over to check it out. The running posture and the steady stepping on the water made Madara's eyes widen a little.

"Are you a ninja?"

Senshou Zhujian roughly checked the corpse, saw the familiar family crest, and his relaxed and happy expression sank just now, "This is the family crest of the Yuyi clan, this area may soon become a battlefield , Sorry, I have to go, goodbye." After speaking, he got up and jumped to the other side, waved at Madara, and suddenly realized that he didn't know the other party's name

"By the way, you..."

"My name, Madara. It's a ninja rule not to tell strangers my surname." Madara looked at Senju Hashirama opposite him, feeling a little complicated in his heart. He was not particularly surprised that the other party was also a ninja, but the war might be imminent. here we go.

[Madara...?] Senshou Bashima repeated it silently in her heart, then turned and walked towards the clan.On the other side, Madara also realized that the war was approaching, and at the same time set off to return to the clan.

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Finally, finally, the Uchiha senior group met~~

I have always thought that Judy's habit of getting depressed at every turn is so cute (idiot face)