[Hokage] Between a dream and a square inch

? Hei Changzhi ran away in the middle of the night and came back the next morning.

At that time, Yuyue was touching her stomach anxiously, thinking about why she couldn't feel the existence of the child at all.She only felt that her body was heavy and sore, and she was a little worried about what to do if her future child would not grow well due to her physical condition.

Compared to her sadness, Hashirama looked in good spirits, even her smile was [-]% brighter than before.

Yuyue looked at Zhujian who suddenly came running, and asked: "... Shouldn't you have already left?"

"I'm leaving tomorrow." Hashirama squatted down, put his hand on his cheek, and said, "That's why I want to see you again."

Hashirama stared at Yuyue's cheek, this focused gaze made Yuyue frowned unconsciously, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Zhu Jian was stunned, and instantly recovered his smile. He put his arm around Yuyue's shoulder and said, "Since I haven't left yet, why don't you do it again?"

Yuyue unceremoniously pushed him off her body, and coldly refused: "No."

"Ah?" Hashirama was a little annoyed: "Why not?"

This is the first time Yuyue has rejected his request.In the past, no matter what he said, the other party would simply and indifferently solve everything with the word "um", but now he simply said "no"...

"It's obviously 'enjoying the joy and beauty of life', isn't it?" Hashirama looked at her with a smile and continued to sell Amway: "And if you do it again, the possibility of having a child will also increase..."

"No." Yuyue still maintained the tone just now: "One child is enough, and I can't afford another one."

Between the pillars: ...

"Uh, it's not counted like that." Hashirama hurriedly explained to her: "There can only be one at a time... There may be two, but if there is, the greatest possibility is still one... And if you do it once, there may not be... More times are safer. In short, it has nothing to do with one or two again!"

"No." Yuyue stared at him.

"Why?" Hashirama was very puzzled, even asking the other party to touch the body Hei Changzhi couldn't let Yuyue let go.

"Because it hurts." Yuyue whispered: "It hurts too much, don't."

"Okay." Hashirama stood up helplessly, and sighed while holding his forehead: "Sure enough, I am more suitable for fighting on the battlefield."

"I think so too." Yuyue looked at his forehead and sighed, and said, "Hurry up and prepare for the war."

Between the pillars: ...

--etc!What is this strange feeling of having a child and forgetting a husband!Because I was sure that there would be a child, so I simply kicked him out...?

"Are you really not going to come again?"

"No."

Hashirama put down the hand that was holding his forehead, and said, "Alright then, I'll go back."

After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.Yuyue grabbed his cuff, raised her head and said, "It can be done when you come back."

Hashirama stopped his steps and looked at her hand that was pulling his cuff, the fingers were porcelain white and slender, and the soft skin seemed to remind him of the touch of last night.So he held her hand, and there was a slight ripple in his heart because of the warmth and softness that he touched again.He said, "Don't worry, I will come back alive this time."

She raised her head and stared at Hashirama's back.His white skirt and wide body, the hand holding her finger, and the long black hair that looks very tactile.She let go of her hand and said, "Yes."

Hashirama watched as she withdrew her hand and returned to a silent state.His eyes flicked over her neck inadvertently, and saw the traces left by the previous night that would disappear after an unknown amount of time, so he went back and forth happily, bent down, and looked at her. kissed his forehead lightly.

This superficial touch made Yuyue stunned.She opened her eyes wide in surprise, saw Hashirama standing up straight, and patted her head with a smirk, for some reason, she also wanted to smirk with him.But she had long been used to that bland expression, and felt that her smirking must be very stiff.

"Then, I'm leaving."

×

On the battlefield between Uchiha and Senju Clan, Hashirama's painting style is always the most unique one.

When other people meet their old enemies, they always have to fight to the death to decide who wins. After all, it is a matter of reputation and family.But every time Hashirama meets Madara, he tries to influence his opponent to persuade his parents to stop the war.

"This kind of war should really stop!" Hashirama sighed countless times.

"That was just our naive daydream!" Madara said disdainfully at his innocence.

"But I really don't want to continue this kind of war." There was melancholy in Hashirama's words: "You don't understand, this kind of worry."

"...??" Madara couldn't understand Hashirama's sorrow: "Of course I care about my younger brother like you. I swore that I would protect my younger brother and never let others hurt him again. "

"Oh, you're talking about the younger brothers." Hashirama seemed to have realized something suddenly, and said in a heavy tone: "I'm not talking about the younger brothers, forget it, you don't understand."

spot:……? ?

Something is not quite right with Hashirama today.

The sound of blade clashing came from far away, and the melancholy in Hashirama deepened.

How can a guy like Madara who doesn't have children or women understand...?

Uchiha Madara couldn't help but sneezed, because of this sudden image-damaging sneeze, he was almost stabbed by Hashirama.Quan Nai, who was fighting Tokena on the other side, quickly ran over, held his hand nervously, and asked, "Did this guy hurt you?"

"Quenna, don't come here." Madara quickly pushed Quanna away, looked at Hashirama warily, and said, "I'm afraid this guy has unreasonable plans for you."

"...Hmm." Quan Nai looked at her elder brother, nodded in confusion, pointed to the direction of the door, and said, "Then where should I go to the Thousand Hands Door?"

"No! Nor!" Madara pressed Quanna's shoulder nervously, and said, "I'm afraid that guy will be infected by his elder brother!"

Hashirama and Quanna: ...

Hashirama: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ Ugetsu is all to blame!

×

Yuzuki had no idea what kind of trouble she had accidentally brought to Hashirama.

She is looking forward to the growth of the child in her womb every day, hoping that the child will be born earlier.Although her palm covering her lower abdomen could not feel any beating of new life at all, her body was not different except for the red marks left behind.

Whether it is a boy or a girl, she will leave a very cute watermelon head for the child.That is the most attractive hairstyle in the whole world.

She will definitely cherish this guy who hasn't come into this world, at least she won't use the whip to leave those ugly marks on her body that hurt faintly on rainy days and may last for a long time.

As for the child's name...she didn't know.Let's talk about it when Hashirama comes back.Although she felt that Hashirama's name was as unreliable as his hairstyle and clothes, she always felt that the brothers and fathers of the Hashirama family should have similar names.

As for her name...

Her name was a parting gift from her father whom she had never met.She remembered a very long time ago, when her mother was quite tender.The young woman had long black hair hanging loose, and the golden-red skirt bloomed in layers behind her.Holding Yuyue's hand, she held a pen and drew simple traces on the paper stroke by stroke.

"It's the moon—like your father, always soft and bright."

She drew a simple full moon on the paper, and Ugetsu looked at the plain circle and replied, "It should be 'the sun.'"

"It's the moon." Her mother said in a low voice, and then she continued to draw obliquely with the pen: "This is rain."

Her sharp nails pricked the soft skin that belonged to the child.

"When it rains, the rain will bring news from afar. On the day I met your father, I was driven to him by the omnipresent rain. Then, the rain also took him away... "

"Then why is your mother here now?"

"It's all because of you." The young woman dropped the pen on the small table, and a large ball of ink splashed and smeared on the paper: "It's all because of your existence that I'm reduced to what I am now... ..."

Those memories of more than ten years ago gradually faded away, Yuyue looked down at her hand in a daze, she slowly clenched it tightly, and then stretched out her index finger, after a long time, she closed her eyes and put her palm Return to the original appearance.

She did not understand why she should hate a child.Obviously having a child is something that makes people happy... She doesn't know what kind of existence it is to others.But she is happy that she will have a child of her own with a watermelon head.

So she turned to the most family-experienced women she knew for help.

"Keiko, raising children is a joyful thing, right?"

Keiko, who was collecting clothes, staggered, and asked in amazement: "Xiao Yuyue's thoughts change really fast. Two days ago, she was still doubtful about getting married, but today she is worried about having children."

"So, is that a happy thing?" Yuyue asked standing in the corridor.

Keiko thought of the children in her family, and said a little troubled: "Sometimes I'm not happy at all. In the year when I just gave birth, I couldn't come to work here for a long time. That brat was really troublesome. You have to know that such a high salary would not Can't find anywhere..."

"Then, doesn't Keiko like children?" Yuyue asked again.

"Not really..." Keiko thought about it carefully, and replied with a smile, "Of course I like it."

"Yeah." Yuyue nodded thoughtfully.

——Sure enough, everyone still likes their children very much.

——Only she is not loved by her own mother. ?