[Hokage] Flower Time

"Are you... Uchiha Obito?" Huashi asked tentatively.

Obito straightened up, and said: "...To be precise, I have given up this name. Now I am bearing the title of 'Uchiha Madara', but I am no one."

"Wait." Hua Shi compared his hands in the air, signaling him not to continue talking.

She suffered too much shock in one night, and she no longer wanted to accept these messages any longer.She's not yet out of Itachi's truth, and her partner can't wait to tell her another story.

Why does she feel that these two guys are playing games silently in this way, hoping to impress her to make a choice?

Once this kind of inexplicable thought appeared, even the time spent was a little inconceivable.

She raised her head again and looked at the man standing in front of her—she had known him for eight years, and during those years she had been intimate with him almost day and night. She studied under him and followed him blindly. The relationship between the two is ambiguous and dangerous, and he has always refused to reveal his true colors.

But now, he suddenly took off the mask he had been wearing all along, and revealed his true face in front of her.

Is it because Itachi's words made her shake, so he used another method to confirm her will?

The man in front of him was about 30 years old. It is true that he was of the same generation as Kakashi, and the scar on his face also confirmed what happened to Kakashi's companion in the past.It's just that the Uchiha Obito in front of her eyes is completely different from the Uchiha Obito she learned from Kakashi and Konoha Village's population.

The Obito she had heard of was a brave young man who fought in the war. He was kind, but in order to protect his companions, he was covered by rocks and gave Kakashi his Sharingan.

She couldn't understand what kind of person Uchiha Madara was in front of her.

He is deep and unpredictable, but also very ruthless and decisive.Just because he was able to maintain and invisibly grow the "Xiao" organization behind the scenes in just a dozen years, it can be judged that he is not a simple person.

the most important is……

He is also a terrible terminal patient with schizophrenia.

Time can change everything, she knows best.

Hua Shi stared at him for a while, but in the end he could only say one sentence: "...you really are Obito Uchiha."

At the end, she murmured softly again: "I went to the grave for you."

"I know." Obito nodded and said, "I saw it."

"..." Hua Shi felt a little confused.

——Seeing other people go to their own graves?

If you were an ordinary person, you couldn't help but jump out, right?Announce words such as "I am not dead yet" loudly.

Fake death for so many years and not say anything, really extraordinary will and determination.

After listening to Obito's words, she thought of many things indiscriminately, such as "watching you grow up" that Obito said, and "five years? 15 years?"

--stalker……

She almost couldn't help blurting out the word, but she finally held back because of the threat Obito gave her.

Uchiha Obito looked at her constantly changing expression, sometimes stiff and sometimes troubled, and said, "It seems that the shock I gave you is indeed big enough that you don't have the energy to think about Uchiha Itachi."

"But... it's not enough." Obito said, looking towards her cheek, he spread his hands, and said: "For those who have nothing to do with you, you should completely block the interference. Otherwise, your thoughts will always be Shake it down. He has nothing to do with you, this is what you said."

Obito lowered his outstretched arms, and said slowly, "My story probably begins with... the last Ninja World War."

"Wait." Hua Shi closed his eyes and stopped his words.

Maybe it was because Obito finally faced her with her true face, or maybe it was because Huashi was so tired, she lost the vigilance, vigilance and calmness she had when facing Uchiha Itachi just now, and her tone became a little willful.

"I don't want to hear your stories." She said hastily: "You tell me stories one by one, thinking that I am a newspaper and magazine that needs to accept story submissions? I refuse."

Obito was silent, but his eyes darkened.

Even Huashi herself didn't realize that facing the man in front of her, she unconsciously returned to the way she used to be when she faced her brother when she was a child - her self-willed and coquettish confidence came from the man's absolute favor.

"During the Third Ninja War..." Obito tried to resume his story.

"I want to take a bath." Hua Shi said in a muffled voice, "I still want to eat, I'm hungry."

"Many children were sent to the front line, and many of them had just become Genin..."

"I want to take a shower!"

Uchiha Obito put the mask back on silently, and he unbuttoned the collar button of the black-bottomed red cloud robe with his black-gloved hands, exposing the line of his throat.He twisted his shoulders and neck from side to side, as if to relieve the soreness and numbness from sitting and waiting for a long time, then he coughed, raised a finger, and his voice was erratic.

"Senior Huashi, come on, let's take a bath together!"

Vibrant voice, with joy and excitement.

Flower time: ...

It seems that she still lost... No, what the hell, she doesn't have the same knowledge as a severely mentally ill patient.

She suddenly thought of something, raised her head, and said: "When you joined the Akatsuki organization...you called yourself 'A Fei', which is the reverse of 'Obito', you...haven't completely given up on yourself, have you? "

Obito slowly lowered his raised fingers, and his voice sank again: "...No."

"You're thinking too much. That's Bai Jue's name. I just took it and used it." Obito said slowly, "I don't have a name, and neither do I."

After a short period of self-willedness and letting go, Hua Shi regained his vigilance.She can't forget that Uchiha Madara standing in front of her is unfathomable and absolutely unbelievable.

But deep in his heart, something was pulling silently.It was as if there was an instinct that was driving her to believe the other person's words, touch the bottom line of presumptuousness, and figure out his thoughts. This instinctive impulse came from an inexplicable thing, and even she herself didn't know what it was. What.

The relationship between the two has returned to the previous mode.

However, this time, she really knew the exact name of the person who claimed to be "closest to her".

×

The rushing water flowed out of the shower and landed on Huashi's shoulders and neck.She lowered her head and poked her head into the water.The long black hair was moistened into a handful by the water flow, and the water droplets trickled down the arc of the hair.The warm water droplets seemed to be able to wash away the tiredness and dust all over her body, which made her close her eyes.

She put her palms against the wall, and after a long time, she bent her arms to her chest.There is a scar where the centrifugal opening is slightly deflected, which will not fade for a long time.

She turned off the shower with one hand, roughly wrung out her long wet hair, and pulled the towel hanging aside to put it on top of her head.Heat came out of her body, and she felt like a steamed bun, a little hungry.

She put on her bathrobe indiscriminately, patted her cheek, and walked outside.

After opening the door, she saw the man sitting not far away at a glance, and her footsteps could not help but stop.

Since taking off the mask, Obito seemed to dislike the difficulty of breathing while wearing the mask, and would never put it on in front of her again.At this moment, Obito was facing her with his own face, he was sitting against the wall, his black robe with a red cloud was draped over his arms, and he was only wearing a black undershirt, looking straight at her like this.

Huashi couldn't accept Uchiha Madara without a mask, closed the bathroom door, and retracted again.

She dawdled in the bathroom for a while, wiped her hair with a towel, adjusted her bathrobe, walked around a few times, leaned against the water-stained wall and sighed a few times. The crimson color faded from her smoky cheeks, and the floating water disappeared before she walked out again.

Obito said slowly, "Are you willing to come out?"

"...Reluctance." Hua Shi put his hand on the doorknob, hesitated, and finally said: "You should put on the mask. Wear... Madara."

"You're weird." Obito frowned slightly, resting his cheek on one hand, and tilted his head to look at her: "I remember, you were trying to take off my mask before, even using other gods to usurp my will .Now I take the initiative to show my identity, but you are not used to it."

"You are also very strange!" Hua Shi couldn't help but retorted: "Even if I use other gods to tamper with the will, I still can't see your true face. But now, now... you are doing this on your own initiative, you are more serious than me. strangeness."

"If you have to say it." Obito looked at her: "I probably don't want you to always think about things that have nothing to do with people. That's too bad for my plan. His life and death, his choice , his family, have nothing to do with you. You are just you, my follower and interest collaborator."

"An irrelevant person?" Huashi was taken aback for a moment, and then thought of Uchiha Itachi: "How could he be an irrelevant person..."

"That's what you said yourself." Obito's words were mocking: "You have nothing to do with Uchiha Itachi, you have neither love nor hatred for him, I also said, this is you The most cruel and indifferent place."

"...That's because! It's because..." Hua Shi wanted to argue, but couldn't do it.

"And..." Obito whispered slowly, "Didn't you try to trick me into taking off my mask when you were 15, just to kiss me?

Something exploded in my mind, and Hua Shi's expression froze.For the first time, Obito's words transcended the relationship between the two, tentatively piercing through the gap between them.

Huashi shook his head decisively, and his words became cold and hard: "You remember wrongly, there is no such thing."

"Absolutely, absolutely nothing like that." Hua Shi repeated it firmly, her face was also very indifferent, and she didn't seem to have any signs of discomfort.