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"Hashira...?"

Uchiha Tajima repeated the name, then patted his daughter on the head and said that he would investigate whether there was a child named Hashirama in Senju's family, and signaled her not to worry too much.

"Compared to this, tomorrow is your birthday." The man said, "Don't think too much, just have a better time."

"..."

"If you're really worried, didn't you say that you have to buy medicine for Quanna by yourself after you're in charge? Then you can start investigating by the way." Seeing her silence, Uchiha Tajima continued, "You can tell me at any time... ...Although there are many things in the clan, the father must not sit idly by and ignore the troubles of his daughter."

"...Thanks, Father."

With his father supporting him, Madara Uchiha immediately relaxed a lot.

On his birthday, Uchiha Tajima stayed at home as agreed, got up earlier than his daughter, and squatted at the foot of the bed silently.

Uchiha Madara saw Dad's big face when he opened his eyes: "??!!"

Scared to set fire to escape.

Uchiha Tajima was scorched black and wiped his face with a smirk.

"Although it's impossible to buy cakes and come back, it's okay to have a big meal, and I learned from Kiko and red bean rice." He said, "It's my birthday today, so have a better time."

"......Um."

Uchiha Tajima is such a person.

He has always been like this, kind, tolerant, and has always understood her.

Strict patriarch.

The best father ever.

This is not a contradiction.

And...Father paid more attention to whether she could become stronger than those strict ninja rules, and whether she could gain a firm foothold in the future by relying on her own strength.

... Can you live a safe and happy life under such a premise?

"elder sister!"

Uchiha Izuna patted the edge of the bed on the boat, probably woken up.

The two-year-old was soft and sticky, pouting to express his dissatisfaction.

Uchiha Madara's heart melted, and he hugged his brother quickly.

"Quanna is more clingy to you...maybe it's a good thing." Uchiha Tajima said.

"...?"

"No, it's nothing. Madara, let's have fun today. Noriko will send you a kimono later, try it out and see if it fits you well."

"Kimono... don't you need it?" Uchiha Madara said awkwardly, "It feels very inconvenient, and I'm not used to it."

"What does it look like to wear armor on your birthday?" Uchiha Tajima smiled, "Don't be shy."

"..."

Madara Uchiha has to say...it feels bad.

It wasn't that her father cared about it—it was just the simple fact of wearing a kimono that bothered her a lot.It's not that I don't like it, it's just pure inaction.

Plus clogs that are a bit high...

Uchiha Madara: You let me die.

Birthdays suddenly became bitter.

But compared to the mission, the whole is much easier.

And as soon as he saw Uchiha Tajima making faces with Uchiha Quanna, Uchiha Madara felt that it was so good now.

Several brothers died in the war one after another, such a short-lived warmth is like a dream.

Even during this day, she felt more than once that it would be nice if time stopped.

No war, no death.

...but probably not.

Such miracles rarely happen.

By accident, Uchiha Madara remembered what Hashirama said.

"I will be so strong that no one can kill me, and then there will be peace."

...there is no causal relationship between them.

When that person said this sentence, there should be many things omitted in the middle, which she can't understand now, but she still instinctively felt that it was inconsistent.

Just like "dream", it is also an abnormal violation.

He must have experienced something and knew something, maybe it wasn't a dream similar to hers, but it must have involved his endless words.

Happy times are always short.

After her birthday passed, she had to go to buy medicine again, and she met the boy with the pot head again.

The other party didn't seem to be buying hemostatic medicine this time.

But Uchiha Madara didn't want to talk to him... It wasn't about venting anger, she didn't have to do this to this extent, but if the other party's name was really Senjujuma, it wouldn't matter if the two families had too much contact with each other Good thing.

Even if you want to obtain information, it doesn't mean you have to show intimacy.

"Ah! It's you again."

Uchiha Madara's pupils shrank.

She should have deliberately concealed her breath, but he still found her immediately.

Obviously her concealment has passed, even her father has already agreed with it.

This person's strength... no, perception is higher than his father? !

"—Well, I'm here to buy medicine." Uchiha Madara's face remained unchanged, and he said after a long silence, "Meet you again."

"Yeah, there's nothing I can do. The tribe is always injured, and some channels are not at ease." Hashirama said with a relaxed tone, "That's right, Que, what were you doing standing at the door just now?"

"..."

Forget it if you find out, just ask, do you have an emotional intelligence? !

Uchiha Madara stared at Hashirama with a stern face and stopped talking.

"Uh...don't be like this, I'll just ask, don't be nervous." Hashirama scratched his head, "There should be nothing happening recently...but the war will break out again in about two years. .”

"Doesn't war happen every year?"

"Hmm...it's hard to explain." Hashirama blinked, "It's different from the past,"

"..."

really--

This person still has problems.

"Pharmaceuticals to dispel the cold... this time I need some medicines to maintain excitement." Uchiha Madara said to the boss, and then asked Hashirama casually: "You said before that you can become stronger and then you can be peaceful... ...really?"

"Eh?"

"Just look at what you said... Do you have any goals?"

"There is no goal—it's just..." Hashirama frowned slightly, and vaguely skipped it, "It's just to make up for the regrets."

"...?"

"Ah, I have an important friend, I hurt him, and then he...died." He said softly, "This time, I will definitely not miss him again...and , this time I will definitely make it clear to him so that there will be no more misunderstandings. I should have realized that the ideas are different, but if I had communicated earlier—"

"..."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I said unnecessary words." Hashirama sighed, the worry on his face faded away without a trace, and he showed a vigorous smile again, "Forget it."

...that expression.

No matter how mature or ninja a child is, it is difficult to show such an expression.

Uchiha Madara frowned slightly, swallowed the questioning words in his throat, and then looked away.

Can't ask.

The timing, the place...all were wrong.

And the strength is unknown—if it causes any trouble, it will be too bad.

"...I hope that the peace you are talking about is not about taking other families under your command." Uchiha Madara said in a deep voice, "In that case, I will definitely kill you when we meet on the battlefield."

Hashirama was stunned when he heard Uchiha Madara's words.

He scratched his head, pouted with his eyes wide open, as if he didn't know why the girl in front of him said that.

"No, I don't think so." He retorted with a smile, "And meeting on the battlefield... Isn't it too pessimistic?"

"..." Uchiha Madara lowered his eyes, "Your friend, how did he die?"

"Eh?"

"Didn't you say he died? How did he die? Did you leave him when you were on a mission, or was he killed by the enemy?"

"..."

Hashirama seems to be a little bit embarrassed about this question.

But he pondered for a while, but spoke honestly:

"I killed him."

At that moment, Uchiha Madara's heart beat as if her chest could no longer hold it, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she looked at him with a pale face.

But the boy caught in the memory didn't see it.

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