[Comprehensive] Sweet Uchiha

"Okay, little miss!" The lively crane jumped up and down around the girl.

Xia Mulan took out her sleeve, took out a piece of Jinping candy, and waved for Tai Dao to come over.

"Be good, and I'll let you come out to play." She placed the candy in the palm of Tsurumaru's black fingerless glove, stretched her body hard, stood on tiptoes, and patted his silver head twice.

Tsurumaru, whose head was touched, was originally healthy and cheerful, smiling heartlessly, like white porcelain cracked with a thin line.

His bright golden pupils were empty for a few seconds.

"This is a bit scary..." Tsurumaru murmured softly.

Immediately afterwards, he did something that surprised the girl in front of him.

——The long chestnut hair fluttered in the air. Tsurumaru picked up Natsuki Ran by her armpits and lifted her up until they were at eye level.

The white feather fabric was spinning, and the thin gold chain on it swayed, making a small but pleasant collision sound.

The sleeves of the black two-foot sleeves also raised in circles, and the bell scroll hanging in the orchid waistband sounded "ding bell bell".

Tsurumaru laughed, and took the girl he picked up with him as he circled wildly in the woods.

His cold and pale face was the same as the white porcelain from the famous kiln imported to Japan from the distant and prosperous Tang Dynasty in the Heian Era when he was born. He pressed it against the girl's warm cheek and rubbed it.

Then the warmth seemed to be passed on, and the white porcelain seemed to be breathing again.

The golden-eyed crane narrowed his eyes and exhaled slightly.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long, and in the next second, a violent shock struck his silver head.

"I'm telling you! You are very indulgent, Tsurumaru Kuninaga!" This time the girl didn't have to stand on tiptoes to slap him on the head mercilessly.

As if begging for mercy, Tsurumaru let go of Natsume Ran and jumped away quickly, carrying a long series of bags on his head, arranged from large to small.

"Haha——" Even if the golden-eyed young man was beaten, he was still so happy.

Xia Mulan curled her lips, ignored him, and walked in the forest again.

Followed by a silver-haired young man who followed suit.

Ignoring him and walking away for a while, Tsurumaru couldn't stop and started jumping up and down again.

"Just pay attention to me." He jumped in front of the girl who deliberately kept a serious face.

Lan was blocked from the road ahead, and a small intersection appeared on her forehead. She took a few steps to the left, bypassed the troublemaker, and continued walking on the stone paved path.

The lonely Tsurumaru could only slowly walk to the edge of the Uchiha clan with the serious Ran-chan.

As soon as they got close to it, a ninja hiding somewhere, dressed in pitch black and wearing a cat-face mask with a weird smile, jumped out.

They all look short.

"Who is it?" The ninjas responsible for guarding the Uchiha tribe vigilantly picked up their weapons and pointed them at Ran and Tsurumaru.

"Put it down." A gentle voice sounded.

A young man with black hair came over. He also had a lot of black hair. He knew he was an Uchiha at first glance, but he was not as arrogant as his brother. The young man named Izuna opened his mouth to face the group. The guardian ninja explained: "This is my brother's friend."

After hearing this, they had no doubts and immediately returned to their hidden position.

Izuna then officially turned to look at Lan: "Long time no see, Natsume-san, I miss you so much."

"Eh——?" The girl heard this and spoke in a confused tone, "But I met Madara just the day before yesterday. Why does he miss me?"

When the young man who had always spoken softly and softly heard these words, a big crossword appeared quietly on his forehead.

"Maybe I remembered it wrong. After all, my brother always mentioned Natsume-san in this way and that -" At this point, Izuna rolled her eyes secretly, "If you talk too much, it will be forgotten in your memory." Confused."

"Oh - oh -" Xia Mulan nodded pretending to understand, and gave the black-haired, black-eyed young man a smile that both you and I understand.

This smile is a bit proud and a bit skinny, and in Izuna's opinion, it's a bit flattering.

The two of them were carrying a crane, and while chatting wittyly, they walked to the center of the Uchiha clan, where the brothers Madara and Senna lived.

Uncle Tajima, who was originally old and handsome, finally fought with the patriarch of the Senju family in a battle. Both of them were injured and died.

Later, it was the seventeen-year-old Madara and his younger brother who worked hard to support the Uchiha clan over the years.

Lan still remembers Madara at that time, as if he was urged to grow up by the world. Before he could grow into what he should be, he was burdened with the burden of a family.

He couldn't lose or cry.

Because a strong person who deserves the trust of his tribe cannot do this, and Uchiha Madara's self-esteem does not allow him to do the above two things.

Lan could only look at the young man who once happily floated in the Nanhe River with her and Watermelon Head. This young man who showed his white teeth and narrowed his eyes when he smiled, had grown up into the young man he is now.

That's not to say Madara is not good as he is now. In the eyes of outsiders, he is powerful and handsome. No one in the ninja world can fight with him except the tall black and straight Senju Watermelon Head next door.

It can be said that he is a god-like existence on the battlefield. Using his overwhelming fire escape, he can end a battle that would take an average ninja a long time.

Revealing the blood-red Sharingan can make powerful enemies kneel before him.

But Lan always felt that something was missing from Madara's life as he grew older.

That's important stuff.

In fact, she is not very stupid. Even Madara's stupid Ou Doudou, although she hates this guy who always comes to compete with her for her brother, she secretly admitted to Madara that Natsume-san actually has a very good view of the overall situation. .

Ignore the process of how Lan Jiang came to know this sentence.

Lan can always notice some things that ordinary people ignore. It may also be because she had a very good enlightenment teacher when she was a child. She has been to many places while growing up and has seen a lot of the structure of the world. Her vision Also very high.

But even if Xia Mulan has such wisdom, she still can't figure out what it is that she knows is missing but can't find it.

Even Lan was a little panicked, and a vague premonition told herself that something bad would happen if this went on.

"Hey, so Natsume-san also made an appointment with my brother this time?" Lan, who was still thinking hard, was interrupted by the slightly raised gentle tone next to her.

"Ah...ah——?" Lan didn't hear clearly what Mr. Ou Doudou said, and responded perfunctorily: "Yes."

She didn't see it, but after hearing the confirmation answer, another one appeared on the intersection on Senna's forehead.

But it doesn't matter even if she notices it, she has an irreconcilable war with the young man in front of her who looks as cunning as a fox.

——The big battle for Madara/Brother.

It started with that shuriken throw when I was a child, and the fight has never ended for many years.

Generally speaking, Mr. Xia Mulan, who had a very good chance of winning, smiled and said nothing. He picked up a cypress fan to cover the slightly exaggerated corners of his mouth.

Here, let us give a thumbs up to Nissan, the heartless and heartless Nissan who abandoned Oudou when he had a friend.

Looking back at Ran-chan and his party, they did not enter through the entrance, but were led around to the backyard by Izuna.

I happened to see Madara sitting on the corridor of the martial arts arena, wearing a loose and handsome Uchiha black combat uniform, taking off his shoes and sitting barefoot cross-legged.

There was a shogi board in front of him, and he was holding a piece of shogi between his index and middle fingers, thinking hard about his next move.

"I'm talking about Quan Nai, this thing is better than -" The fried young man who heard the footsteps looked up and saw the appearance of Lan and his party, and tried hard to swallow the next half of the sentence.

"Compared to eating sardines, it's simpler." Madara finished the second half of the sentence dryly. He raised his chin and affirmed: "It's rare to be on time, Ran."

Xia Mulan walked over, leaned on the pillar next to Madara and sat down, shaking her wooden legs: "?g, I was almost late."

"Tsurumaru did a great job today." She took advantage of Tachio, who was distracted by the children playing in the Uchiha clan, to cover her mouth with her hands and quietly praised Madara.

Why quietly? Of course it is impossible for Tsurumaru to know! Tachi is so proud of himself, but he will naughtily poke his nose and face to cause trouble!

Don't ask Xia Mulan why she has such thoughts. They are all summed up from personal experience and full of entangled lessons.

Uchiha Madara looked disgusted: "So why is he here?"

"Hey, there was nothing we could do at that time, Tsurumaru jumped out." She then told Madara about her experience in the woods.

Final summary - "I don't know why, but I always feel that Tsurumaru was very grateful to the ninjas who came to stir up trouble."

Uchiha Madara continued to be disgusted: "So you let such a dangerous guy out?"

"It's not particularly dangerous!" The girl swayed her legs leisurely, "Anyway, he is suffocated, so he might as well come out for some air."

"Have you forgotten the experience when he tried to slash you with a knife? Idiot!" Madara said disapprovingly.

Compared to Lan, who was incredibly big-hearted in some aspects, he could never forget the scene at that time.

The girl was smiling happily at him at the lake, with the unobvious dimples on one side exposed. She walked through the torii gates and waved to the boy. ——Then, a silver arc flashed, and a young man in white suddenly appeared behind him with a smile on his face, and he quickly slashed at the unconscious girl with a knife.

It was a nightmare-like scene. Madara, who was far away on the other side of the torii, was so frightened that his eyes shed tears of blood - although the young man was immediately tied into a ball by the chains that came out.

"Hey, that was a long time ago. Didn't you realize that Tsurumaru has become more and more sensible in the past few years?"

"What kind of Mama-san tone is this?" Madara said with disgust.