[comprehensive] spots

Uchiha Madara opened his eyes abruptly.

The remaining light in her eyes dissipated, and she froze for a while before rubbing her eyes to calm herself down.

is inside the house.

The familiar sofa in the living room, and the samurai sword placed by the window.It should be daytime, and the green trees outside the window are rustling under the wind.

...going home?

It happened so fast, and I didn't realize what I was trying to do at the time.

Teleportation ninjutsu?

It's not as simple as that.

What are you doing again?

"Madara... I'm just, for you."

"..."

Anyway, make sure first.

Uchiha Madara pushed the door and went out, confirming that he was in the clan, and pursed his lips slightly.

Separated from the Thousand Hands Column and the Nine Lamas... Indra is nowhere to be seen, let alone travel again.

It's not an illusion, and now Uchiha Madara doesn't think there is any illusion that can be activated without knowing it, and even the kaleidoscope can't see the slightest flaw.

While thinking, Uchiha Madara heard the shout.

"elder sister!"

"Quanna." She put on a smile subconsciously, squatted down to catch the younger brother who flew over, "Slimmed?"

"How can there be?! Illusion!" Uchiha Izumi stared wide-eyed.

"But I just feel thin."

"Hmm...then sister will help me buy desserts?" Uchiha Izumi said with a smile, "But you've been busy recently, right? Do you have time? Aren't you going to deliver a secret letter to the Guren Clan?"

"..."

"elder sister?"

"Well, let's postpone it." Uchiha Madara scratched his younger brother's nose, "I'll buy it for you when I'm done."

"Then let's talk about it!"

"Ok!"

... secret letter.

There are no secret letters to send recently.

And I always feel a little uneasy, it's better to figure out the current situation.

She vaguely had some guesses, but she couldn't be sure.

After letting Uchiha Quanna go to work on his own, Uchiha Madara frowned slightly, raised his hand... and took off his gloves.

"—"

Her eyes widened slightly, and then she chuckled.

"Is that so..."Loop" means that. "

There is an extremely obvious abrasion on the fingertip——

The scratches that made her suffer from Yuyi's embarrassment, and made her go to the Red Lotus Clan to find a Sharingan that was stronger than Sangouyu, she was extremely familiar with the scratches.

--came back.

Uchiha Madara took a deep breath.

Another trip brought her back to this point in time.

Although he didn't understand why it was at this moment, Uchiha Madara still felt a headache.She first checked the power... Well, the kaleidoscope can be used, and the amount of chakra has not regressed.

It seems that there is still a difference between the mental level and the physical level.

Now what she needs to know is whether Nine Lamas and Senshou Zhujian are the same as her.

But he had to do business, so Madara Uchiha impatiently sent a letter to the Red Lotus Clan.But obviously this time was slightly different from what she remembered, the sky was clear and the sun was shining——

And, never met Bakugo Katsuki who was being chased by ninjas halfway.

Obviously saved a lot of trouble, but still feel uneasy.

...the most obvious one is—

"Ah, I found you." Indra jumped down from the tree, "I thought something happened, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye."

"..."

Uchiha Madara stared at Indra who fell in front of him, not knowing what to say for a while.

... ancestors.

You are my ancestor.

Isn't it my loop?How did you come?

"Just to make sure, what did the cat do to bring us here." Indra showed a thoughtful look, "Just in case we act together for a while."

"...Thank you for being so calm."

"Why don't I calm down? You can find a way to go back anywhere." He frowned, "But you, do you understand the current situation?"

"..." Uchiha Madara was silent for a moment, "Probably."

It couldn't be any worse anyway.

She has always imagined many terrible situations, after all, that dream has grown since she was a child... What is happening now is nothing at all, at best it is a bit of a surprise.

"...Just right, I have some things to do next." She paused, "Are you coming to the Uchiha clan?"

"Oh?" Indra pondered, "Your home?"

"It's just the clan land, but my home is indeed more convenient."

It's not the first time to pick someone up and go home. When Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Tajima talked about it, it was much more natural.

and......

"He has Sharingan, it should be the blood of wandering outside." Uchiha Madara said nonsense solemnly, "I hope it can be settled properly."

"yes......"

Uchiha Tajima looked at Indra, showed a kind expression, and said, "It's okay, welcome home."

Indra:? ? ?

Don't talk nonsense, this is not my house.

Considering that he was still a little confused, he just stared at Sharingan and said nothing.

Uchiha Tajima: "Well...the family doesn't have to keep turning it on, but I can understand your vigilance. Madara, take him to rest."

Indra: "..."

I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense.

Eyes are natural, don't put me directly in the role of lost children.

"That's your father?"

Indra did not speak until he entered the house.

"Well." Uchiha Madara replied while packing up the ninja gear, "Let's do this first, otherwise I can't bring you back."

"..."

"What? Kurama also said, you are my ancestor... Are you dissatisfied with the current situation of Uchiha?"

"No, that's not true." Indra paused, "So that's why you want peace with Asura's reincarnation? Very reasonable."

"..."

Uchiha Madara didn't want this ancestor to judge them at all.

and......

"His name is Senjujuma... You haven't remembered his name yet, have you?" Madara Uchiha had a headache, "Could it be that you haven't remembered my name?"

"No, you are Uchiha Madara, I remember." He paused, "What's wrong?"

"...Forget it, it's nothing."

This person has selective forgetting skills for Asura lineage.

...How on earth did his brother pull him to hate?

"What now? Are you going to stay at home and wait and see?" Indra asked.

"I haven't fully confirmed...you are the same thing, but Hashirama and Kurama are not necessarily." Uchiha Madara looked away, "I can confirm a little in a few days."

Just like in memory, when the time of negotiation came, the Red Lotus Clan actually made a request to attack Qianshou.

"Yeah." Uchiha Madara raised his head slightly, "I had this plan in the first place."

"Hahaha, isn't it?" Mu Liang exhaled, "This way my psychological burden is much smaller."

The excuse is to take Muliang to wander around the clan until late at night.

When Uchiha Madara came home, Uchiha Quanna had also rested, she restrained her breath, and did not take a shower according to her previous habits.

Instead, he waited until the hour and pushed open the bathroom door.

as predicted--

"Hey! Madara, I have something to discuss with you..." Senju Hashima was stuck in the middle of speaking, "You don't seem surprised at all."

"You talk, I listen."

Uchiha Madara looked at him with a half-smile, but understood the seriousness of the matter.

...She is the only one who has come back to this point.

The Senju Bashirama is still the Senju Bashirama of this time.

"...Well, I want to say—"

Senshou Bashirama talked about the things related to Heijue and the Uchiha clan monument.

But he saw that Uchiha Madara's expression remained unchanged after listening to him.

"Madara..." he stammered, "Don't you believe me?"

"Why do you say that? I'm listening."

"I always feel like Madara is hiding something from me—"

"Who are you, I have to tell you everything about me?"

Mushrooms are growing between Senshouzhu.

Crouching in the corner, being shocked by the words of his best friend.

"Okay." Uchiha Madara knocked his head, "Don't think too much, it's just a private matter."

"Are you bothered?"

"...Not counting." Uchiha Madara paused, "It's not a bad thing for the time being."

Now she can more or less understand the feeling of Senshou Zhujian going back to the past.

It's just that the purpose of the trip is unknown, and she still needs to observe more.

And obviously... Kurama also knew about "reincarnation"-in fact, Uchiha Madara did only hear it from it not long ago-but it didn't intend to tell her.

Senshou Bashirama didn't seem to know about this thing either.

Only it and Youlu know, and they don't know that the other side knows.

...so it's a bunch of megalomaniacs, all too busy making their own decisions.

Madara Uchiha had a headache.

Although I am similar in this respect, but when the party who is being made the decision becomes myself, I am particularly irritable.

"That's good." Senju Bashirama exhaled, "By the way, I feel that there is a chakra similar to you upstairs——"

"You feel wrong."

"Huh, huh? How come?"

"You feel wrong, it's the shadow | body."

"Oh, so it's like——wait?!" The mushroom on Senju Hashimama's head almost didn't bloom, "Kage part|body?"

"What?" Uchiha Madara frowned.

"Uh--"

Senshou Zhujian thought it was strange.

I should have never made a seal in front of Uchiha Madara.

Uchiha Madara: "I taught myself."

Senshou Bashirama: "..."

Must be fooling him QAQ

"Madara..." Senju Zhuma was a little aggrieved by his perfunctory attitude towards his best friend, "You recently—"

"Well, by the way, speaking of recent times." Uchiha Madara answered the words kindly, "I'm going to attack the Senju family, you prepare a little bit, don't be caught off guard by me."

"......Oh."

Senju Zhuma rarely experienced the taste of being deflated in this form from Uchiha Madara.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be like this...

Senshou Zhujian scratched his head, unable to figure out what happened.

But it shouldn't be the type that makes Uchiha Madara feel negative and desperate, otherwise she wouldn't have the mind to make such a joke with herself.

"By the way, Hashirama." Uchiha Madara said suddenly, "Have you communicated with Senju Buddha?"

"With Dad...?" Senshou Zhuma was at a loss, "I can talk to him recently..."

"I mean the thing about alliances."

"..." His brain froze, and it took him a while to grow his mouth, and he uttered a confused and shocked monotone, "Huh?"

...... Senshou Zhuma thought that he probably won the infinite monthly reading.

My best friend has a bad style of painting today!

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