A psychic beast reincarnated as an Uchiha

Recently, I have become obsessed with catching fish. I even stayed up all night to do it for a long time. The internet addicted boy gave me the liver. And this thing started with a water bird.

Beside the lake far away from the Uchiha tribe, there were several blades stuck sideways or scattered on the ground. There were splashes of blood, messy footprints, no bodies, and traces of fighting everywhere.

After carefully identifying the footprints in front of me and making sure that I had not missed any important clues, I stood up and was about to leave. In my peripheral vision, I saw a bird perched by the water. Its feathers were gorgeous and shiny. I was attracted at first glance. Its beauty was simply Hit my heart.

After I went back, I still couldn't forget it, so I took Kong, who had also just returned, to describe it roughly: "The top of the head is covered with fine dark blue-green and bright emerald blue spots, the wings are mixed with emerald blue spots, and the belly is chestnut brown, like this! "

After finishing speaking in one breath, I looked at Uchiha Encyclopedia Sora eagerly, silently urging the other party to give an answer.

"It should be a kingfisher," Kong said after thinking for a while. "Kingfishers inhabit small rivers with sparse forests and clear and slow-flowing water. They usually perch alone on branches or rocks near the water, waiting for opportunities to hunt. The food is mainly small fish.”

The reliable Sora even told me the habits of this kind of kingfisher in detail. After listening carefully, before I could say anything else, Izuna in the room interrupted unhappily: "It's because of this that I haven't finished exploring other situations around the lake area." , you ended the mission early and hurried back? Why, did you fall in love with that stupid bird at first sight? "

"How could it be?" I looked up at the sky at 45 degrees with a guilty conscience, "The weather is good today."

Quan Nai laughed angrily and threw a pile of scrolls in front of me: "Your mission report hasn't been written yet!"

"...I've already reported it." I moved my steps, blocked my wrist, and quietly pulled the corner of Kong's clothes. It was very light, but Kong's attention was always on his own psychic beast. He felt it in an instant, and there was a tacit understanding. He answered: "Well, I went with Shun, and she doesn't have to write a written report, so don't embarrass her."

"?" Quan Nai, who was just thinking about having fun with her mouth, felt that it was outrageous to open the door for him. It was so outrageous, what? Who is in trouble? Is this guy Sora blind?

Seeing the lazy me and Sora protecting the calf, Izuna shut up.

Yes, in their eyes I am still an illiterate dragon. Do we still need a psychic beast to be able to write these days? Won't. So when they changed the general written report to an oral report, I also acquiesced in their approach.

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I was kicked out by Izuna in the end. I was very happy. I took the snacks that Kong gave me and immediately ran to the nearby water to look for birds. When I finally found a water area, I happened to catch the blue bird's meal. .

At that moment, it spread its wings, used a swooping posture, and quickly rushed into the water to capture the prey with the help of gravity. Then it rushed out of the water very quickly, and its beak tightly clamped the fish in its mouth. The entire hunting process was very short.

I suddenly felt very interesting. I smiled and showed my little tiger teeth. I was no longer attracted by its beautiful appearance. The bird at this moment was not only an ornamental fish, but also the only one of such high-profile fishing masters rarely seen on the lake. Come on.

For the next few days, I squatted on a tree not far from the kingfisher, carefully watching the moment it dived into the water to catch fish. Repeatedly, the kingfisher caught about four fish in one day.

Does this sound like a kingfisher fanatic? I thought a little seriously, then threw the idea away for a second.

Looking at the smart little fish in the water, I was a little greedy.

protein! They are all high-quality protein!

Alas, life is really hard. When the three Uchiha brothers and I went to the night market, we saw a small cart selling goldfish. We stopped in front of a glass tank with goldfish unconsciously, and the vendor on the cart began to enthusiastically greet her. I introduced goldfish as a way to attract wealth and ward off evil spirits, but when I heard that my family was poor and couldn't afford it, they put away their smiles and drove me away.

Fish that are only for ornamental purposes have no value, I said to the Uchihas who comforted me.

It’s a lie. Those healthy goldfish have glowing golden scales, which are very bright. I just like shiny and beautiful things. This may be the preference of the dragon family that is engraved deep in their hearts and passed down from generation to generation.

So the river is a place I often come to. Here I like the shiny fish and the fish that I can chew on when I’m bored. Of course, I can’t grill fish. I believe that high-end ingredients often only need simple processing, and my teeth are extremely chewy. Okay, it’s just fish scales. For me, the fish only needs to be removed from the head and tail to be edible.

After watching Teacher Cui's tutorials repeatedly to ensure that my eyes and brain had mastered them, I started to try new fishing techniques. After diving into the water, I can still maintain excellent vision, because my eyes can quickly adjust the perspective contrast caused by light in the water after entering the water, which makes me enjoy catching fish in the following days.

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I went out early, and as usual, I just went to catch a fish in an ordinary river, and took an ordinary dive. When I finally came out of the water, I came face to face with an ordinary sea urchin.

"..."

"..."

I was so excited that I was soaking wet, and Madara, who was secretly looking for a big cock to play with, looked at each other.

Gaining weight is outrageous, outrageous.

During these days, the war was not so intense. Madara and I often ran out of the house and stayed away all day. Sora and the others may not have paid much attention to it, but it was difficult for me not to pay attention. So I was the first person to discover abnormal spots. But I didn’t expect that I would be the first to know about Madara’s secrets.

What should I do, what should I do? I didn’t expect to meet Brother Madara here. Sora, am I going to be banned?

Nanhechuan, I hate it.

"Brother Ban, I don't know anything!" The next second, my strong desire to survive made me blurt out. There was no skill in what I said, but it was just emotion.

"...What are you talking about?" Madara came back to his senses, twisted my soaked clothes, and then put one of his own clothes on me, asking me with some doubts.

I held it in for a while, lowered my head and clenched my fists, then suddenly took a deep breath and raised my head: "Even if Brother Ban falls in love with a mushroom, I will still support Brother Ban!" I spoke so fast that there was no punctuation in the middle of the sentence, But Madara still understood, but not very well.

"Who would fall in love with mushrooms!" The boy whose full name was Madara Uchiha - who would live every day from now on - leaned back in shock.

"But..." I pointed at the familiar black mushroom behind Madara. I was about to say something, but for the first time I saw the face of the mushroom that was not covered clearly. It clearly looked like a normal boy.

The sight of the two of them looking at me at the same time made me a little embarrassed, and I wanted to get into the water alone right away.

It's really a garlic bath - the garlic is gone.

I gave up struggling, so I lowered my head and explained my thoughts clearly word by word. After hearing what I said, Madara burst out laughing, holding his stomach. He couldn't stand, and I looked at the other side in a panic. Boy, "I'm sorry!"

Fortunately, the mushroom boy was very friendly to me: "Although I'm disappointed to be treated as a weird thing, it doesn't matter. I am Hashirama, Madara's friend. Are you Madara's sister?"

I turned to look at Madara, blinked, and he held my head and said naturally: "Ah, this is my sister."

After receiving the affirmation, I quickly said to Hashirama: "My name is Shun, and I am this guy's sister. Brother Madara is usually very difficult to deal with. Thank you for being friends with Brother Madara. It's really hard work."

"Hahaha, is that right?" Hashirama was surprisingly dumbfounded, "Madara, it turns out that you are not very popular with your lovely sister. No wonder you always look unhappy, hahaha."

When I heard this, I felt a cold sensation on the back of my head. Help, is Hashirama too naive or too mean-mouthed? I made the same complaint as Madara.

God knows, I was just saying polite words, what kind of brain circuit does Hashirama have to understand this. All in all, I have to say good things about Spot to save it.

"...No, it's not that. I like Brother Ban very much. He is always willing to tell me stories." I said bravely.

"What is what?" Unexpectedly, Hashirama asked curiously.

"Last night I told the story of the cracked girl." I thought about it and said.

"..." Hashirama didn't understand. Hashirama was shocked. This shouldn't be a child's bedtime story. I've never told such a scary story to Wajian, let alone a lovely sister. How could this happen? Incompetent brother?

So Madara, who was watching the excitement from the sidelines, received a look of condemnation from his best friend Hashirama, which clearly read, "Madara, you have gone too far."

Madara, who was accused of being criticized, didn't have time to defend himself, because Hashirama had already looked away and squatted down to comfort me, who was confused: "Next time Madara tells you a story, you should reject him, or just give him a punch and let him go." He gets out of your room, do you understand?"

In fact, it was me who took the initiative to pester Madara to tell scary stories, but looking at these concerned eyes, I silently swallowed the explanation. That was fine, and I nodded obediently, "Yeah."

Looking at the two people who loved each other, Madara felt the blood vessels in his temples beating. But he was still standing here, and the half-sister he had just recognized ran away with Hashirama.

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Both Hashirama and Madara saw their young brother die beside them, and they also discovered the mistakes of the world. By chance, the two became spiritually connected friends.

If a constraint is only required by other ninjas but does not require the same from oneself, its essence must be a conspiracy. If a constraint only requires the lower-ranking person to possess it, but not the upper-ranking person, then it must be a kind of exploitation.

They all firmly choose hope and hold the seeds of hope in their own hands.

The reason why you can't escape?

Because behind me - but my family.

If they had known that their bond with each other would end like that, would they have missed it? But if they had never met, what a boring and regretful life it would have been.

It turns out that the disappointing ending was actually the best ending they could do.