[Naruto] When Madara’s girlfriend wears pink and becomes Madara’s mother

【2】

Uchiha Mari was originally going to another time and space, but unexpectedly, someone came to the Hunter World.

For this world, the truth is quite grateful.

Without the various technical information collected in this world, high-yielding crop seeds, etc., the development of Uchiha Farm would not be so smooth.

Before he had time to sigh that the garbage mountain in Meteor Street was still so spectacular, the truth discovered something particularly fucked up.

Her body is missing!

Fortunately among misfortunes, my body was ejected due to the impact just now, but I am still in this world.

After floating in the garbage mountain for two days, I sensed the direction of my body, and three figures came from a distance.

The aura of the leader seemed familiar. When Zhenli took a closer look, the corners of his eyes twitched.

The little boy Chrollo in my memory was thin, well-behaved and quiet.

The young man in front of him, Chrollo, had a polished back, a large fur lapel, and thick dark circles under his eyes.

truth:……

Time is really a utility knife.

Chrollo's appearance has changed, but his Qi is solid and thick. He is also very calm and calm when walking on the dangerous Meteor Street. He obviously has a unique experience.

His eyes passed over the two women behind him. Their steps were light and their breath was long. They looked like masters at first glance. They followed Chrollo and kept scanning the surroundings with their sharp eyes.

And these capable subordinates.

At that time, Zhenli knew that Chrollo would not be content with the status quo. When they met again, it was just as she expected.

He has had a "wonderful" life over the years.

Perhaps seeing the novelty of an acquaintance, or perhaps being curious about Chrollo's huge changes, Truth followed.

Watching the young man walk into the villa that he escaped from, he went upstairs, entered the bedroom, and took out a jar.

What follows is a strange scene of a young Goth admiring red eyeballs under dim candlelight.

Truth raised his eyebrows high: Oh.

The scene when I parted with the little boy suddenly became clear in my mind.

At that time, Chrollo, who was still a cute little boy, raised his face and showed a bit of reluctance in a very measured way, "Madam, do you really want to leave?"

"Yes, my home is not here."

Mari had just finished giving the hint to Chrollo's adoptive parents, and the three magatama's Sharingan had not yet been confiscated. She looked at the boy with such a pair of demonic eyes that frightened countless people.

The young child did not dodge, but looked back, his eyes still focused.

Truth found his reaction interesting, squatted down and said casually,

"Chrollo, aren't you scared? These eyes."

"Why? Madam's eyes are beautiful. They are the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen."

When Chrollo said this, his expression was very serious, and he seemed to think so from the bottom of his heart. His fingers moved, wanting to lift them up to do something, but in the end they just hung by his side.

It is always a pleasant thing to be praised, Truth said with interest,

"This is called the Sharingan. Let me tell you another secret. When our tribe has an extremely strong desire to protect something, these eyes will open."

Chrollo: "What if that thing is destroyed?"

Truth thought for a moment, "Well, let it become a dream."

? Let what become a dream? How?

Chrollo asked more questions, but Truth didn't intend to answer them.

She smiled and patted the boy's head, "Chrollo can also regard our meeting as a dream." It was wonderful and dreamy. After waking up from the dream, it was time to return to reality.

When returning, Truth remembered the look in Chrollo's eyes.

Surprise, confusion, and some determination.

Look again in front of you——

The truth couldn't help but smile. He was so persistent that he actually found similar red eyes.

But the eyes soaked in the potion were not as dark as the Sharingan, nor were they black magatama.

It's not the same thing at all.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be so disappointed, right? Chrollo.

Truth originally planned to slowly search for the body by herself, but after witnessing this, she changed her mind.

I'm so obsessed with it, I'd be sorry if you don't take advantage of it.

Right, Chrollo.

Next, as the truth expected, Chrollo discovered her after she deliberately released her sense of existence and offered to help.

However, there is a small episode.

Looking at the blank doll that had obviously been tampered with, Mari smiled and pretended not to notice.

what do you want to do? Cute little library.

【3】

Luxurious airship single room.

Truth told Chrollo the body position she sensed. The young man made some calculations and determined that the location should be near You Kexin.

Truth: "It started farther away and has been moving westward in the past few days."

Chrollo: "Of course Madam's body was discovered and put into transportation."

Truth: "I guess so."

An exquisite doll wearing a gothic black dress walks back and forth on the huge map. The skirt is fluttering and the black hair is flowing. It is beautiful and weird.

The young man raised his forehead, admiration flashed in his eyes, and said in a gentle tone, "Speaking of which, Madam, does she know about the human body collector?"

Zhi Zhi raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't sound like a good thing at first sight. Do you want to say that I was discovered by these guys?"

"No, if it were them, the lady's body would not move at all." It would be immediately made into a specimen and displayed in the most eye-catching place in the collectors' homes.

Chrollo smiled and said extremely terrifying words:

"You Kexin will hold an underground auction recently. The world's elites will gather here, trading anything they want, hard-to-find treasures, taboo ancient cultural relics, rare games, dangerous fantasy beasts, and Special human specimen.”

"With Madam's eyes that are even rarer than flaming eyes, she must be able to fetch a good price."

Zhi had a strange look on his face, "? He got the Sharingan not for his own use but for selling it as a commodity. How generous of this guy."

Chrollo, even though he was Chrollo, was stunned for a moment when the truth acted out of common sense, "Use it for yourself? What should I say?"

Truth drew an eye on the map with the puppet's awl leg,

"The most powerful power of our clan comes from the Sharingan. It can be said that getting the Sharingan is equivalent to getting the power of our clan."

"Of course, because I'm not from my own tribe, I have very little power at my disposal."

Look at Danzo who had a Sharingan implanted in his arm in the original work. He could only use the Sharingan as a disposable item.

Chrollo subconsciously covered his upper lip.

"In other words, your eyes are equivalent to a special box filled with "thoughts". Only when the ports match can you use the power in the box."

Zhi Zhi gave a thumbs up: "Correct answer. If you use it forcefully, you will be cursed~"

"die?"

"No, no, no, it's not that serious. At most, it will make you go crazy, or weaken to death. Our eyes represent pure and ultimate power, and not everyone can use it."

Chrollo raised a perfect gentleman's smile and said, "I understand. Madam, please rest assured, I will definitely get your body back for you."

Zhi also responded with a bright smile, "I'm not worried about my body. More than this, I want to know what Chrollo plans to do?"

According to Chrollo, her body is most likely to be one of the auction items. So, Chrollo plans to behave properly and bid with others?

He doesn't seem so honest.

The next second, the young man replied, "My goal is all the auction items."

It seems that he has no intention of paying.

Truth: "I have such a big appetite. Aren't you afraid that you'll be able to hold it all?"

Chrollo looked indifferent: "As for the bait, of course the bigger the better."

He looked out the window.

At the end of the horizon is a bustling city, like a noble lady lying there lazily, attracting ignorant prey with her body covered with pearls, and then swallowing it in one gulp.

Just when Zhi was about to ask Chrollo what kind of fish he wanted to catch, the young man's cell phone beside him rang. He picked it up and looked at it, raising his lips with satisfaction.

"The location of the auction items is already known. What a good boy who keeps his promise."

The truth came to light as soon as he thought about it: "Did you ask the members to go undercover?"

"Well, I hope he is, but it's a pity." Chrollo said with a little regret, "As for the undercover agent, that is his own idea, and the brigade does not need it."

"However, as a friend, I am still willing to give him a chance."

Along the way, the two chatted, and Mari knew that Chrollo left his adoptive parents' home ten years ago and founded the Phantom Troupe.

Chrollo also knew that the truth was not from this world.

Although this triggered Chrollo's "100,000 whys", in a fairly candid exchange, the two more or less regained the feeling of getting along easily twenty years ago.

Truth: "It sounds like Chrollo appreciates him."

With his black hair down, the young man wearing a simple shirt and trousers smiled and folded his legs, assuming a comfortable posture.

"He is very smart, thoughtful and absolutely rational. I think he is the person with the most potential to succeed me as the next leader. However, our ideas are slightly different and we have never reached an agreement."

"Speaking of which, it's thanks to Madam that we can become friends."

Truth: "Oh?"

"His tribe also has a bloodline whose eyes can change color. When I told him about you, the child was very active in helping me read the tribe's classics, trying to prove something to me."

"It's just that the tribe he belongs to is too weak. Weak and beautiful things usually have only one end."

Thinking of the human body collector Chrollo said before, the truth became clear.

"They must have been exterminated."

"Ah."

The truth is lamentable.

In the original work, the Uchiha clan tried to rebel, and was taken over by Uchiha Itachi, a young boy.

The red-eyed tribe Chrollo was talking about were killed just because they looked good. It was an unreasonable disaster.

Probably in the eyes of some people, as long as they can satisfy their own desires, the life and death of similar people is not within their scope of consideration.

When he mentioned this, Zhenli thought of the ghost king who was cowardly and stubborn in order to survive. He would sell his subordinates as soon as he said he would, and he would never make any fuss about escaping.

Telling the story of the most evil ghost king in history to Chrollo, the minds of the Phantom Troupe fell into deep thought.

It can transform at will, has great strength, is immortal, and can create countless dependents. Its only weakness is sunlight.

With such a good hand, why can’t the world just do whatever it wants?

In the end, he actually played the besieged GG?

"The extreme fear of death has surpassed his human wisdom and caused him to degenerate into a beast. That's why he behaved so unnaturally."

When the conversation changed, Chrollo looked at the truth passionately.

"I really envy you, Madam, for being able to see such a colorful world. I wonder what I should do to be lucky enough to be with you?"

Truth smiles, like a kind elder,

"It's a one-way ticket to another world, and the location is completely random. If we arrive in a wild world, or there are no people at all, wouldn't Chrollo suffer a huge loss?"

Chrollo's smile deepened: "So this is what Madam is worried about. Don't worry, I will find a way to solve this problem."

The airship flew slowly towards Youkesin, a prosperous city.

+ + +

At the top of a tall building in Youkexin, a handsome blond boy sent the text message and then dialed a number.

"Is the list ready?"

A lively voice came from the other end of the phone: "Okay, but it's a bit long~"

"It's okay, just send it to me."

After hanging up the phone, a short while later, the phone lit up to indicate the arrival of the mail.

The blond boy opened the email and scanned the lines quickly.

Under black contact lenses, the boy's blue eyes gradually turned into brilliant red.

It was a transaction list, and there was only one traded commodity, the relic of the Kuluta tribe, the fiery red eye.

Music hunter Melody looked at her companions worriedly, "Your heartbeat is messed up, Kurapika."

Kurapika looked at the bustling city below, and the brisk laughter of his black-haired friend rang in his ears.

"Kurapika, what will you do when you find that you can't kill all your enemies no matter how hard you try?"