[Comprehensive] Sweet Uchiha

The buildings of the house are all handed down from the Heisei era. The ancient Japanese courtyards are intertwined with the walls with low eaves. Lan walked over and happened to see Kurenai, wearing a light-colored kimono, kneeling and arranging flowers in the open space in the yard. Hair boy.

"Click!" The young man held sharp scissors in his hand and cut off the excess branches.

"Seijuro!" Xia Mulan said happily after being led over.

The courtyard of Chang's house is mostly planted with dwarf pines and shrubs, which looks rigid and old-fashioned. There are few soft flowers. Most of them are different shades of green, and the red among them is really eye-catching.

Upon hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar cry, the red-haired boy showed rare confusion and looked towards the source of the sound.

——The girl wearing black bottoms and two-foot sleeves was standing in the corridor with a cypress fan in her hand, looking at him from a distance. She has short, light chestnut hair, eyes the same color as the sky, and a small dimple that only appears when she smiles heartily.

Although he has grown up a lot, he is very easy to recognize.

The young man named Akashi Seijuro showed what could be called a gentle smile, stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on his kimono, put down the pine branch in his hand, and walked towards where the girl was standing.

"Is it Lan?" he asked, but his tone was unquestionable confirmation.

When the girl showed her face to him, she knew that she somehow believed that her childhood friend could recognize her. This was a tacit understanding that existed between the two of them a long time ago and did not need to be deliberately expressed.

At the same time that Akashi came to greet him, Natsuki Ran also stepped on wooden clogs and walked towards him. The two of them stood in the Japanese garden in late spring at the same time, with only less than a foot of distance between them.

It’s so happy to see my childhood friend!

"We meet again after a long separation, want a nostalgic hug?"

When the boy heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then recovered immediately, then covered his mouth and chuckled: "Long time no see, you are still the same."

He opened his arms. Although he was not the tallest among his peers when he was a teenager, he was still much taller than the squat Natsume Ran who boasted that he was tall.

Xia Mulan, who discovered this fact, hugged her and curled her lips: "It was obviously not like this when I was a child."

At that time, Natsume Ran and Akashi Seijuro were both short, chubby kindergarten students with baby fat.

Ever since they once escaped from a vicious monster chasing Akashi in a cave, they had often held hands and played in Yahara together wearing bright yellow kindergarten hats.

They hugged politely, and Akashi, who abided by etiquette, quickly separated from Lan. He looked at the chestnut head of the girl in front of him and sighed in his heart.

"Lan, I'm happy."

For seeing you again.

I thought that if I left this place, I would be separated from you forever.

Xia Mulan expressed that she liked her friend's words very much and looked at the flowers he was arranging before with excitement.

The vessel used to place the flower branches is a gray-black pottery with dark red lines. It contains Tianluoshui, calamus leaves, and pine branches, which are staggered and inserted on Jianshan Mountain, a gradient of green.

"Seijuro actually has such a hobby?" Ran said with a praising tone.

"However, it's still a little short of that." She looked at the various untouched flowers on the table and rolled her eyes.

"Ah!" Natsume picked up a slightly blue chrysanthemum, cut off most of its branches with a pair of scissors, and inserted it into the sword mountain.

In the same way, she picked up the fiery red camellia and did the same thing, except that this flower had longer branches cut off than the previous one.

"Hey, how's it going?" After doing all this, Xia Mulan turned around and looked at the young man behind her.

Akashi looked at it for a moment and nodded: "Yazhen."

"Wow, that's so flattering, Seijuro." Xia Mulan had no resistance to such a straight rainbow fart.

"Ahem." She clenched her fists and pretended to cough, "But your aesthetics still deserve recognition."

The boy was helpless?

So the girl also curled her eyes and smiled even harder: "Long time no see. I can't express my happiness enough, Seijuro."

"Then do you want another hug?" Akashi said politely.

"No." Xia Mulan, who refused in a reserved manner, shook the small scroll hanging on her waist and took out a chessboard from her sleeve, "No need to hold me anymore, I want to play two more games."

The red-haired boy has never said no to Xia Mulan since he was a child, and it is the same now.

The girl with eyes as pure as the sky was sitting upright on the mat in the courtyard, playing chess and thinking slowly. The boy opposite did not rush her. During the waiting process, he had a rare moment. I was distracted and stared at the dry landscape and white sand in front of me.

In a daze, he came back to his senses, glanced at the girl's eyelashes that were slightly narrowed when she was thinking, and then looked at the tender green maple leaves in the yard. The wind blew, and a leaf swirled down from the maple tree.

They played against each other for a long time, losing and winning. Akashi Seijuro was more strategic than his opponent, while Natsume Ran was decisive and decisive, and it was hard to tell the difference for a moment.

After a long time, until dusk fell, the boy in the middle of the game looked at the sky and said, "Let's stop here."

Lan, who was still immersed in the silent fighting, suddenly woke up, rubbed his head, and put down the shogi in his hand.

"?g, it's time for dinner." She thought for a moment: "I won't stay here, the food at Chang's house is very unpalatable."

Xia Mulan always tried her best to complain about this clan in front of her friends, and the boy opposite was completely used to it.

She stood up, stretched out her hands, stretched her body, and said with a farewell tone: "You haven't regressed, Akashi-kun."

The red-haired boy cooperated: "We are evenly matched, Natsume-san."

Finally, they said goodbye to each other, and Akashi sent Ran out. In the eyes of the people in the field family, who were as frightened as ever, he watched with a smile as the white giant beast carried Natsuki Ran to the distant mountains and forests, and disappeared in a moment.

The setting sun was still there, and Akashi thought about her hesitant evasion when asked for Natsu Muran's contact information again. He stood in the afterglow and thought for a while.

After a long time, the orange-red light with gold edges that originally reflected on his light kimono gradually faded, and then he turned around and returned to the guest room of the Ma family.

After returning home and having another delicious dinner cooked by Grandpa Hai, Xia Mulan took the fat cat out to eat. Grandpa said that Sansan had gained a lot of weight recently, and the house would shake when she walked.

Then the fat calico cat will jump up and argue with his Natsu, even though he is just fluffy! ——Such things often happen in their home.

The evening breeze in late spring was a bit chilly, so she put on a plain haori over the kimono she was wearing. It had no pattern, as if color had no ground, but there were faint dark lines of ripples underneath.

While she was absentmindedly walking her fat cat, she recalled the scene during the day when she met the little boy Tongran whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and the few games of shogi she had lost. Hey, it was only one step away.

While thinking about it, Sansan, who was not paying attention and was being led by a leash, saw a grasshopper, excitedly broke away and ran away.

Lan watched Teacher Cat's round figure running away from a distance and stroked her forehead.

"Tick!"

At this moment, she felt the sound of water drops falling in the void. This was——

Someone called out his god's name!

This shout came to me from the edge of the water. The shout was far away, as if it had traveled through a world.

Lan thought for a while, there were only a few human beings who could say this name, and grandpa would never call him that just when he had nothing to do, so there was only one - that guy.

Without thinking, she opened the road to the land of water and fell into the lake.

"Whoa!"

Lan walked out of the water and happened to see the boy with fried black hair staring at the river with a pair of red eyes, and there were black magatama swirling in his eyes.

?Shui came over Lan and startled the boy.

He opened his red eyes and said, "Have you seen it, the Sharingan of the Uchiha family?" He tilted his head and said, "Didn't you always want to see it after hearing what I said before?"

At this time, Madara was no longer as cheerful and a little grumpy as usual. He was sitting expressionlessly on the bank of the Nanga River, with his eyes open and not knowing what he was thinking.

Lan didn't find it strange at all.

She clattered her clogs, slowly walked to Madara, and sat in a row with him.

"I saw it, it's beautiful," she replied.

Then the boy next to him stopped talking, and the two of them sat together in silence for a long time.

After a while, Lan reached out and touched the boy's eyes.

"Hashirama's surname is Senju, we can't be friends anymore." After a while, Madara spoke slowly, with a bit of frustration in his tone.

Xia Mulan looked confused: "Nani? Why can't we be friends with the surname Qianju?"

So the boy calmed down and slowly told Xia Mulan a story that had been passed down a long time ago, about the struggle and killing between the two families.

Finally, he concluded: "Senju and Uchiha are destined enemies. Most of my people and brothers died because of them."

After listening to such a long story, Xia Mulan thought for a moment: "But you still informed him in the end."

Madara turned his head: "I just don't want that guy Hashirama to die because of something like this. He should be killed by me on the battlefield."

Oh - Xia Mulan understood. She tapped her lips with her index finger and said, "I understand."

She didn't continue the topic. Hey, I don't care about watermelon head or anything like that. The reason why I rushed here in such a hurry was not because of the guy in front of me.

She approached the boy next to her, opened her arms and hugged him: "Ran-chan's exclusive hug! I wouldn't do this to ordinary people!"

Well, what a touching friendship, Lan thought, and hugged the boy even tighter, who had been sitting by the river for a long time, and his whole body was a bit cold.