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Well, tattoos are not really a critical issue.

It's just... It seems that time is a bit urgent, and they are about to leave soon.

"Leaving soon?" Senshou Bashirama was taken aback, "What about Jonathan?"

"...I'm also thinking about this question. If we want to take Giorno away, we need to talk about whether we can meet later. We will definitely not follow them." Uchiha Madara raised his head slightly, "Even if Giorno is Jonathan's son, and we have no reason to follow them."

"That's right, you will be suspected only if you follow." Qian Shouzhujian blinked, "Then?"

"Hurry up and let Jiu Lama continue."

"............what?"

"Since their time is urgent—then, it's fine to return to this time when you come back? I don't think there will be problems with Kurama after the time has been reached once." Uchiha Madara glanced at the tailed beast, "Then Just go back to the "now" and nothing will go wrong. "

Kurama hiccupped in fright at the gaze of Uchiha Madara.

Senjubashi taste.

 …That's what she said, but she said it in a scary way, as if if it ever went wrong she'd be killed right there.

And how did she know?

The fox pursed his lips, a little unhappy, but he didn't dare to refute, so he nodded slightly.

"Then there's no problem." Uchiha Madara raised his head, "And if I'm not wrong, it's just a matter of time. It's less expensive than crossing the world, and it will be done soon."

Nine Lamas: "...it can be-"

"Ok?"

"...Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

It can be, but it's going to be dry...almost drained.

Who wants to be squeezed dry?

Originally, Senshou Hashirama is feeding him vigorously, and the chakra is not condensed by himself, and the color of his fur is not as bright as it used to be, and he will be squeezed dry, no matter how he thinks, he is not happy.

As for how Uchiha Madara knew——

Nine Lamas don't know, but it's actually simple.

Returning from the Hero Society to the Fire Nation Forest, the Nine Lamas had no problem with time, and even the time she spent here was the time she spent in the Hero Society.So as long as it is calculated and adjusted, it is actually not difficult to be exactly "now".

Perhaps the adult Qianshou Feijian in the illusion is better at calculating, but she is not bad either.

What's more, it's just a coordinate, and it's not a flying thunder god... You have to count it every time you move in the battle, which burns your brain.

Jonathan was still waiting for Giorno in a hut not far away.

Both of them have quite...honest personalities.Although Uchiha Madara could see that Giorno was not as thorough as Jonathan, but if their topic hadn't ended before, he would definitely go back to the house to find Jonathan, and Jonathan would definitely be waiting for him in the house.

"But JOJO didn't tell Giorno that we are ninjas?" Senjujuma asked.

"...I didn't call you JOJO, but you called it very fluently. You didn't say it, but you will know sooner or later." Uchiha Madara sighed, "It's nothing if there is no battle."

"If there is a battle—" Senshou Zhujian reacted, "If there is a battle, if we walk together, the enemy will definitely attack ordinary people first?"

"Of course, if we're sure we can't see the substitute, then they will definitely attack us first." She said, "Isn't this common sense?"

Cut numbers first, or use it as a threat, no matter what kind of battle it is.

If it's just a stand-in fight, they, they pretend to be ordinary people, it's fine, but if they are attacked... isn't it stupid to be beaten while standing?

And there is no need to pretend to be weak at that time, you must know that it is really easy to become a pig by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"We'll talk about that kind of thing at a later time." Senju Zhuma said with a smile, "Madara has thought so much, it's really gentle."

"You don't always think like that about everything—"

"Although they want to fight, they live in a peaceful age, right? It's only natural that they don't want them to come into contact with our world." Senjujuma said, "Even if it's JOJO... after being brought back to the Uchiha clan by Madara After the land, did he not let him witness the scene of the war?"

"..."

This man is real.

Uchiha Madara sighed, and said something to him angrily.

This person doesn't know how thick the filter is for her.

My younger brother wouldn't boast like this to himself, but this person acted like he didn't want money every time, and the problem of coming out of his mouth didn't change at all.

Just for a while, Giorno did go back to the hut to find Joestar.

"Let's go." Uchiha Madara said, "Explain a little...see what he plans."

The blond boy who learned of this situation was lost in thought, and after a moment of pondering, he agreed.

"If it's possible, it's good. It won't waste the time here, and—" He paused, then changed the topic "But Miss Madara and Mr. Hashirama are not ordinary people when it comes to traveling through time, right? But I can't see the stand-in either. Could it be the Ripple Messenger like Joestar-san?"

"I don't have such a gentle ability." Uchiha Madara looked away, "If you want to talk about healing, this guy can... I'll forget it."

Qianshou Zhujian blinked and laughed twice.

"..."

Nine Lamas glanced at Jonathan depressedly.

The young gentleman laughed twice and picked it up.

He knew that it was all thanks to the Nine Lamas, but since he wanted to pretend to be an ordinary fox now, he definitely couldn't say that.

It's a little wronged.

Slight ripples were transmitted from the fingers to Jiu Lama's body, and it yawned comfortably, and it was nestled in Jonathan's arms.

"Fox..." Giorno was stunned.

"Is it Madara's pet?" Jonathan laughed.

"Hmm...can I touch it?"

The teenager took over the Nine Lamas, and very naturally...began to lick his hair.

The fox showed a comfortable expression, and when he was about to put himself back on the ground, he jumped on his shoulders, wrapped his tail around his neck, and stood firm.

Giorno: "...Yeah."

this......

The scarf around the neck is comfortable, but this scene is indeed a bit embarrassing.

"Kurama."

At last it was the maiden's cry that caused the fox to let go of his tail.

It reluctantly glanced at Giorno, jumped back to Madara Uchiha, and hid it in his hair.

"Then let's go." Senju Zhuma said.

Jiu Lama's tail moved.

In fact, I am still somewhat reluctant...but I still have to bear the blame myself.

The passage opened, and the Inchakra in the middle of the oval hole seemed to be burning with flames, but it was not scorching.

Several people quickly stepped into it.

"—"

What came into my ears was the whistling of the wind.

Uchiha Madara frowned slightly, and then felt that his vision was covered.

As far as the eye can see is yellow sand, obviously in the desert, and this weather...

She raised her hand to wipe off the sweat that had appeared on her forehead just a moment later.

...This weather is much hotter than in the Land of Winds.

Although the Kingdom of Wind is located in the desert, the sun is not so strong.The sun at this time is like a fire, scorching very hot, and the heat wave and the sand that burns your feet like smoking make people feel very uncomfortable.

Although the harsh environment that the ninja has experienced has gone, it is not unacceptable, but from Italy to the hot desert...

Madara Uchiha glanced at Jonathan's bewildered look, and sighed.

"I think..." she said, "we'll have to get someone else to ask the year."

"The country also needs to be investigated." Giorno pondered for a moment and said, "According to Mr. Jonathan, it should be in England or the United States. It doesn't look like it now."

"indeed."

But if you want to find people, you have to find the city first.

Now in the desert, there is yellow sand all over the sky at a glance, and there is a whirlwind that rolls up the sand.

It doesn't seem easy to find the city.

Uchiha Madara silently shifted his gaze to Kurama.

Nine Lamas: "..."

The fox cautiously jumped behind Senju Bashima again.

And it wasn't intentional!

Why are you looking at him like that!

"Actually...the amount of chakra is not enough, not enough for 100 years." Nine Lama said aggrievedly, "But isn't this kid leaving soon, then there is no way! It's good to do this first."

"..."

"......"

Giorno: The fox has spoken—! !

Uchiha Madara slapped his forehead with his hand.

I don't ask you to have a brain, but at least don't be stupid.

Do you just open your mouth to talk when the number of people is small, or is it that you are bribed when you are masturbated? !

Jonathan: "Really? I was surprised when I first heard it."

Madara Uchiha: "..."

wrong.

Why can you just chat so naturally? !

Uchiha Madara had a very headache.

But—well.

She moved her ears, as if she heard some movement.

The sound of cars starting, and... dogs barking?

Who drives in the desert and has dogs? ?

Uchiha Madara frowned slightly, looking at Senju Bashirama.

Senju Zhuma understood, and asked Jonathan to stay first, and went to investigate the situation with Uchiha Madara.

Things were a little bit unexpected.

There are five people and one dog.

Several people stayed still - they were shocked when they saw Uchiha Madara and Senjujuma walking over.

"It should be a blessing to meet people in the desert." Uchiha Madara said, slowing down and moving towards them, "Excuse me—"

"You've got passers-by involved... If you don't want to die, don't make a sound." Among the five, the boy in a black student uniform and a black hat frowned, "Also, stay away from us."

"Excuse me......"

"Still making sounds—"

The boy's voice immediately became irritable, as if annoyed by her disobedience.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A hand made of water suddenly sprang out from the sand on the ground, and the sharp fingers were about to hit Uchiha Madara's throat——

"—"

The blue armor soared up, and the huge and solid arms beside the ribs grabbed the pool of water and firmly locked it in the palm of their hands.That hand seemed to be struggling, but it couldn't break through the armor.

Another strange ability.

Uchiha Madara looked away from the thing Susan was holding, and looked at several people again.

She maintained such a posture, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said:

"Sorry, I seem to keep getting interrupted... what year is it?"

The author has something to say:

The fifth part is not finished.

Because I mentioned it before, I have to send Rongrong back.

So this volume is about five-three-five

Happy New Year's Eve!