Give me back my fan! ! ! !

Said affectionately to Feijian: "Pull one person away, I still want to sleep."

"I think so too." The same expressionless Toikama disappeared instantly, covered Hashirama with a pillow, stood directly in front of Hashirama, and began to reprimand his elder brother with a gloomy face.

The second between the columns entered a state of depression.

Taking advantage of Madara's inattention, Tasha walked around behind him, seized the opportunity of his arms being down, hugged him from behind with both hands, and dragged him back, "Okay, okay, sleep."

Madara struggled a few times unwillingly, and after seeing that the struggle was fruitless, she gave Hashirama a hard look, and was honestly dragged back by Tasha.

Seeing that Madara stopped struggling, Tasha let go, patted Madara's back to let him go to sleep quickly, separated the body/body with one hand seal, picked up the missing pillow from the opposite room and returned it to everyone, then released the separation. /body.

After staring at his elder brother lying on the bed obediently, he looked around the room to make sure that everyone was going to sleep, then closed the sliding door and turned off the lights.

At the beginning, there were still whispers between Echizen, Momojo and others in the room, but gradually, there was no sound from behind, only the sound of steady breathing.

Tasha, who was lying on the bed, stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, unable to fall asleep for no reason.

Also unable to sleep are Madara and Obito. For them, after only one day, their experience has turned upside down. They have planned for many years before, and because they lost their loved ones, they began to resent the hatred of the world. Unscrupulous, in order to achieve the goal by unscrupulous means, all this has been changed because of the appearance of Tasha.

If it wasn't for her, wouldn't they have completed the Moon Eye plan now?Saved the world?

Madara closed his eyes, feeling amused by the thought that popped up in his mind. He was fully prepared when he saw that Hei Ze was able to break free from the shackles of Obito who had activated the power of the Six Paths and snatched it away at the moment before he could react. Obito's eyes, and climbed onto his body and almost let it succeed, he realized that if things were as he thought, Tasha didn't show up, they still carried out the plan, and in the end they all ended up being hacked Take advantage of the fate of being an abandoned child.

and……

Madara opened his eyes again, and the scarlet Sharingan's black hook slowly turned. He tilted his head and saw Tasha who just turned over to face him and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

If she hadn't appeared, he wouldn't be able to have this kind of boring duel with Hashirama like now.

It was as if he was still friends with Zhujian back in the day, and Tasha still cared about her fan and completely ignored his mood.

Unexpectedly, the worst beginning turned out to be the best ending.

The people who care about have not been lost, they can still laugh, and they can still get angry.

How long has he not felt this feeling?

The feeling of living alone until you are old enough to die is really too lonely.

"spot."

A low call came from between the pillars.

"It's very kind of you to give up the plan."

Madara could feel the joy in Hashirama's words without trying to listen.

"Now that we have no family, hatred, and responsibility, can we become true friends?"

Madara listened to Hashirama's words without any sense of doubt, and raised the corners of her mouth, "Who wants to be your friend."

"Ahahahaha, you're still the one who refuses to admit it to death."

"To shut up!"

With his back to Hashirama, who was tucked into the bed, Toika opened one eye, revealing a faint smile.

In this way, the big brother's knot was finally untied.

Maybe the Uchiha clan is really not as extreme as he thought... Maybe they are just like them, afraid of losing important people and trying to improve their strength.

Putting aside those bloody feuds, Uchiha is also a nice guy worth dating.

That guy Tasha, obviously a individual jutsu ninja, is so whimsical that he can develop so many ninjutsu.

What a good opponent.

On the side, Obito curled up and covered his scarlet Sharingan with a quilt. Before following them into this world, Kakashi had already told him what happened in the past few years. His self-blame The tone of remorse seemed to be still lingering in his ears. He had suffered for so many years because of Lin, but likewise, Kakashi had also suffered for many years. If he hadn’t met Naruto, he might be living the same life now. It won't be much better than the original him.

No, it may be more painful. He had already given up his companions and feelings after Lin's death, and Kakashi, who saw with his own eyes that both of them died because of him, was firmly adhering to his words at the same time. Gradually losing his companions uncontrollably, the more people he knows and the more companions he gets, the more he loses.

Obito slowly closed his eyes.

But now, Kakashi, we are not dead yet, Lin is still alive, healthy and happy, and he will once again become the Uchiha Obito he is familiar with.

So, live well, get to know more companions, forget the pain of the past, and live well.

I, Obito Uchiha, and Rin will live well.

Heh, but in the end, Lin was still with me, idiot Kakashi, you still lost to me.

Obito slowly fell into a deep sleep with finally relieved emotions.

After tonight, tomorrow will be a brand new day in their lives.

Chapter 42

At seven o'clock in the morning, everyone got up and washed one after another, except for one person who still rolled up the quilt and refused to get up.

Madara crossed her arms and looked down at the group, "Get up."

"No." A muffled voice came from under the quilt.

Madara raised her eyebrows, didn't bother to say any more, and just made a seal, "Fire escape—the Phoenix Immortal Fire Technique!"

The reduced power of the fireball hit the person on the bed, and I saw the quilt move, a thin arm struggled out of it, fingers slightly opened, and a huge white round fan appeared in her hand, the fireball hit the fan and was directly absorbed go in.

"Oh, I'll block it with a round fan." Madara held out the kaleidoscope, and a dark blue skeleton appeared beside him, and the skeleton's arm directly hit Tasha on the bed.

The lighter-colored skeleton arm also immediately appeared on the quilt, and he waved his hand to grab the smashing skeleton arm.

In the next second, the two skeleton arms fought defensively or offensively at a speed that ordinary people couldn't see clearly. The wind pressure caused by the impact made the whole room tremble, and a hand was stretched out between the doors to hold a person who was about to fall to the ground. Vase, put it at the door without a word.

Originally, it was just to see why Madara went upstairs to call Tasha to get up and shouted for so long, but now watching them standing in the doorway as they are accustomed to fighting each other, I don’t know if I should turn around and go downstairs as if I didn’t see it Or stop them.

So he stood at the door and watched for a while, and finally resolutely decided to go downstairs and eat his breakfast as if he hadn't seen it.

It shouldn't ruin the house.

In the room, Madara's pupils dilated slightly, and circles of lines centered on the pupils, and the smoky purple covered the original color of his eyes. Madara's figure flickered, and suddenly appeared in front of Tasha's bed, reaching out and grabbing his eyes. The quilt covering her and the hand holding the round fan that has not yet been retracted.

Feeling that the quilt was caught, Tasha reacted very quickly and stretched out the other unfettered hand out of the quilt, grabbed the quilt tightly from the outside, and directly started a power confrontation with Madara.

Madara narrowed his eyes dangerously as chakra burst from him.

Tasha also burst out chakra without giving in, and even used Susan to grab the quilt.

Just when Tasha focused all her attention on the quilt, Madara suddenly withdrew her force, quickly let go of the hand that was holding her wrist, and slid upwards, directly snatching the fan from her hand, and leaning on it with her backhand. On the shoulder, "If I don't get up again, I will take the fan away."

Tasha, who had grabbed the quilt but lost the fan, could only get up, "I got up, I got up."

She suddenly sat up on her upper body, her long hair was still messy after falling asleep, she raised her hands to cover her face, bent down and put her elbows on her legs, "waking up early must be the most painful thing in the world."

Looking at Tasha's messy hair, Madara raised his hand and rubbed her head vigorously, "Stop talking nonsense and go wash up quickly."

Tasha was so sleepy that she didn't even bother to care about the messy hands on her head. She raised her head slightly, just in time to see Madara holding her round fan and preparing to leave, "Hey! My round fan!"

"I'll give it to you when I come down." Madara raised his hand and waved the fan in his hand to her.

Tasha: "..."

It seemed impossible to lie back and sleep while he was gone.

She could only shake her head, shake off the drowsiness and headache after sleeping, and get up resignedly to wash and change clothes.

After she finished processing and went downstairs, she saw that most of the people had finished their breakfast and began to sit in twos and threes to chat and digest food, preparing for the upcoming training.

Tashara opened a chair and sat down. Lin thoughtfully brought her breakfast. She thanked her in a low voice, picked up a slice of bread and began to eat.

Then, without looking back, she reached out to Madara, who was sitting a little distance away from her, bit her face and said vaguely, "Uchifan."

Madara drank the milk with a cup in one hand, picked up the round fan that was set aside with the other, and threw it back to Tasha.

Tasha accurately grabbed the handle from the high-speed rotating round fan, turned it around and put it down against the table.

"By the way." Tasha suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Madara.

"what?"

"How about I help you fix your hair?"

Madara almost choked on the milk, he put down the cup in his hand, and looked at Tasha indifferently, "What do you think about my hairstyle?"

"Don't you feel that your hairstyle is too gloomy? Although it looks quite intimidating, but now you don't need any deterrent power. Wouldn't it be nice to be as approachable as Hashirama?"

"Humph,