[Comprehensive] Sweet Uchiha

It's about to melt.

Chaos and no sense of order are what I dislike the most.

But now the whole thing in my mind is what Madara said just now.

Lan, who was playing around, glanced at the young man's slightly aggressive eyes with sleepy eyes, which contained a deep and serious emotion.

It seems like there's something wrong with always bullying Madara like this?

Lan was distracted and thought as she was being tickled ruthlessly, laughing so hard that she couldn't control herself and couldn't escape.

"You have a temper, you have a temper, and our Bansa has a really bad temper!" The unlucky girl who was locked in her arms and couldn't break free became scared very quickly.

"Oh?" The young man squinted his beautiful red eyes and expressed disbelief in Lan's words.

The girl who really had no choice but to choose to fight against the odds.

Just like a god of war who appeared in the Han Dynasty a long time ago and burned his own ships and broke the pots he was eating in to fight, the girl, with the momentum of never returning, gave up resistance and opened her arms to hug Madara.

"Dara, I was wrong!" Lan opened her watery blue eyes and rubbed her friend's face with her cheek.

The young man with a good-looking face was as smooth as ever, with a little bit of the coldness in early spring.

He was stunned by Lan's action.

The girl's face softly pressed against the side of Madara's face.

In this regard, straight men are like Ban, who spends his days training, doing tasks, going to the battlefield, eating desserts and sleeping.

Having never experienced strong winds and waves, his brain was temporarily short-circuited when faced with this kind of operation.

When the girl was hurriedly sent to the Land of Water by her grandfather, she was still wearing the pajamas she had slept in.

The pants and clothes are all green with a hint of high-grade gray, empty and very loose. There is a small black cat logo printed on the mouth of the clothes.

The young man who came from home was wearing a navy blue kimono - this color. During the few visits to the Uchiha clan, Ran-chan often saw adults and children wearing this color.

This is probably a kind of Uchiha culture?

The young man being held by a girl, the cold lines of the navy blue kimono seemed to be softened by the soft and comfortable home clothes.

Not to mention that its owner was rubbed in the face by the bold Lan.

They have been so close together since they met again when they were young.

The boy who carries the girl on his back, the boy who leads her past the trembling cliff, they grow up together.

Although there are less gatherings and more separations.

The boy has his own family and mission. As a ninja, he is also a very powerful ninja. This profession is destined to lead Madara to live in a bloody world.

Marching in a hurry, harvesting life like an executioner, the boy grew up slowly.

He, who was originally irritable and a bit arrogant, became more and more reserved.

But the sweetness in my heart has never changed.

He would still carry the girl who was tired from walking with her clogs on his back, and lead her clumsily through the bumpy roads.

If this continues—

The young man who stopped tickling suddenly came up with this idea in the hug.

They walked into this world like this, holding hands together, watching the snow in the Land of Snow, admiring the flowers in the Land of Flowers, walking together through mountains, forests and streams, through deserts and seas.

Then smile.

——If this keeps up, life will actually be pretty good.

"Are you stunned?" After a while, Lan, who noticed that the young man had no reaction, stopped and tilted her head to look at him who was very close.

Madara, who had drifted his thoughts far away and was already thinking about where to go with Lan next time, came back to his senses because of these words.

He obeyed his heart and calmly slowly opened his arms to wrap his arms around the cute girl with a crooked head.

Then I felt that I didn't quite understand my behavior, and continued to be a little dazed.

No matter so much, Madara no longer scratches himself.

The girl, who was also very caring, shook her head and did not make a sound to show her presence.

She hugged the young man's back, feeling solid and steady. Through the thin kimono, one can smell the body full of youth and life.

That's great.

Lan pressed her chin on Madara's shoulder and leaned her whole body against his chest. The hand holding him was neither tight nor loose, just right. She narrowed her eyes with satisfaction.

Small, but warm. ——Similarly, Madara was also very satisfied with this. He allowed his head to be supported on his shoulders and gently pressed Lan's scaly skin a few times.

——I always feel that it is growing well.

In this case, continue to take good care of it.

After thinking about it, Madara broke the hug. He held up Ran's butt with one hand, as if holding a child, and protected her back with the other hand, slowly leading her through the palaces of the Water Country.

"Huh?" The girl who was actually a little sleepy while holding Madara spoke out curiously.

"Go and rest." The young man replied simply and concisely.

They walked through the corridors one after another, and the wind chimes beside the bamboo curtains under the corridors made a crisp sound.

Finally, Xia Mulan was placed safely on the bed in her bedroom, and then she watched Madara take the jar for pounding herbs from the table on the side.

He still remembered what Lan said before.

"This kind of operation will make me lazy?" Lan looked at the handsome young man who was starting to make the herbal paste, and couldn't help but think so and said aloud.

"Duh, duh, duh..."

Rhythmic sounds spread slowly in the quiet room.

"Aren't you always lazy? Idiot Lan." Ban glanced at the girl on the bed. She was still a little sleepy and was shaking her head little by little.

"No way, it's obviously Lan Jiang who said that." The girl's voice gradually became lower.

"Hmph." Madara breathed out in a low voice.

The two mutually incompatible emotions of ridicule and tenderness can actually be felt in this breath.

"Don't fall asleep before applying the medicine." He looked at Lan who was about to fall asleep on the bed and reminded her.

"I was just woken up from my dream by grandpa. I'm sleepy." A slightly ordinary chat unfolded.

"Hold on for a while."

The young man who heard this thought for a moment, stopped what he was doing, and reached out to the girl's bed.

He moved Lan's arm so that it was in a triangular position, then held her head up.

"You have to apply the medicine yourself later, and you are not allowed to sleep." Madara warned like an old lady.

"Help me, Lan Jiang needs to sleep." After hearing this, Lan waved her hands, too sleepy to ignore him.

The young man stroked his forehead: "At least you have to be conscious of being a girl, Xia Mulan."

Under such circumstances, it is not easy for him to have some understanding of the relationship between girls and boys.

"Hey, hey -" Lan Jiang had no choice but to keep her eyes open, "It's okay if I missed it once..."

The boys and girls here are having youthful conversations about this and that, but Gao Tianyuan on the other side is not very calm.

Although she tried her best to maintain a solemn expression, the blonde goddess whose face was the same color as the radiance of the sun did not look very good.

Facing the envoy sent by Night Food, she opened her red lips lightly and spat out words with a hint of anger.

"Why, my brother is still unwilling to do this favor for his sister?"

The divine envoy kneeling below, with a hint of Yobara's indifference in his respectful tone, explained: "Tsukiyomi Mingden has helped you once before, and was seriously injured by Susanoo Ming's revenge. , we are truly unable to assist you at the moment.”

The goddess's golden eyes showed dissatisfaction, and she sighed: "My good brothers——"

But after that, she graciously spared the god of Yonoshugahara, ordered him to go back, and brought her sister's care to his god.

The god on the cloud was high in the center. She tilted her head slightly, and her blond hair of the same color as her eyes snaked down the golden throne.

Amaterasu Daimikami thought for a moment, and then ordered the servant serving beside him to bring his oracle to Amaterasu Raijin.

The sun in Takamagahara will never set, and it will never go out.

Amaterasu, who was sitting upright, came to an extremely clear conclusion. Like all gods, he had a superior and indifferent expression, and the corners of his red lips were rarely raised, revealing the master's good mood.

Her solemn and solemn eyes rarely cast their gaze towards the higher void, but instead glanced at the great god of the country who lowered his hands and bowed his head among the gods below.

Being watched by the oppressive god, the hands hidden in the sleeves of the great nation trembled even more violently.

In contrast, his face still looked respectful and calm.

The lower gods sit or stand, but they are always paying attention to the conversation between Amaterasu Omikami and the messenger of the night.

Yes, how could you not pay attention?

After all, this is about their future.

At that time, who could have imagined that the young granddaughter of Suzhan Mingzun would be able to escape from the siege and seals of almost eight million gods.

As long as the newly born god does not disappear for a day, the Sword of Damocles hanging above their heads will not disappear for a day.

Gods with long lives have thousands or tens of thousands of years at their disposal, and they live in confusion.

They pick the everlasting flowers of Takamagahara to decorate their banquets to pass the time, or they fall into a deep sleep and wake up a hundred years later.

However, when they know that they will disappear in the torrent of time, they will also be afraid when they live a boring and empty life.

We can consume our lives at will, this is my choice, but how dare a mere child take it away!

The land of water drifting in the vast world is as quiet and peaceful as ever.

The sleepy Natsume Ran slowly closed her eyes to the rhythmic voice of Madara Uchiha pounding herbs: "Duh, duh, duh...".

Because of this action, the long maroon eyelashes are also intertwined, giving people an inexplicable delicate and fragile feeling.

This is true.

Dragons in the growth stage need to consume a large amount of spiritual energy-rich food every day, and then get enough sleep in the caves they dig.

The spiritual energy eaten will flow throughout the body of the dragon when it rests, replenishing the energy lost and consumed during the change of scales.

It took a long time, about one or two years in human time.

The new scales will grow completely and cover the entire body of the dragon. They are hard, sharp, and very shiny. Even the power from the law cannot cause them to crack.

At that time, it was a dragon gradually entering adulthood.

Dangerous yet breathtakingly beautiful, it is so powerful that even ants cannot reach its corners when they look up at it.

The sleeping girl has been looking forward to this moment since she was very young.

Before that, she could endure many things, ignore provocations from her enemies, and spend her childhood cautiously.

And then—that was the moment when she soared high into the sky.