Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

Madara was taken away by Hashirama, and the next scene showed Kagura busy alone, cutting vegetables, blanching vegetables, and preparing to stir-fry, while Hashirama and Madara each had a small bench and sat at the small table drinking tea. , the tea leaves are a little damp which affects the taste, but it is not harmful. The fatigue of traveling for two days disappeared without a trace after drinking a pot of tea.

Kagura looked at these dishes with her hands on her hips, thinking about how to make them delicious. The spinach can be eaten cold, the cabbage can be made into shredded cabbage, the cabbage can be stir-fried with garlic, and the potatoes can be made into hot and sour potatoes according to Hashirama's taste. Silk, as for winter melon, winter melon...

"spot,"

"What's the matter?"

"that……"

"That, which one?"

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw Hashirama pointing at the game hanging on the wall, which was dried and pickled wild boar and hare meat.

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Huh, this greedy guy!

"You can eat it if you don't object?"

As if he was afraid that Madara would regret it, without waiting for Madara to say anything, Hashirama quickly ran to the wall, took down the hanging wild boar meat and hare meat, and sent them to Kagura. He said with great anticipation: "I want to eat this too." .”

Kagura looked at Hashirama with a look of disgust. The God of Ninja was really different from what she thought. He was so authoritative and charming when he was serious, but why did he look like a retarded person when he was hanging out with a gangster? As for his appearance, it seems that there is no reason why Tobirama dislikes Uchiha Madara.

(Tobirama nodded: That’s right, the evil Uchiha has led my brother to evil!)

For the past year, Madara has lived a very simple life, not paying attention to taste, just wanting to stay hungry. After eating the food cooked by Kagura, with just one bite, the light in his eyes will be different. It's so good He had never tasted the taste before, and it was so delicious that it was unbelievable. For the same dish, the clear soup he made was watery, but the one made by Kagura was full of flavor.

Madara, who has always insisted on eating less to stay hungry, seemed like he hadn't eaten in more than ten days. For the first time in his life, he ate more than Hashirama. It was the first time that he knew that there was no other way to eat potatoes other than cutting them into pieces and boiling them in miso soup. There are other ways to eat it besides steaming it whole.

Putting down the bowl and chopsticks and swallowing the last mouthful of rice, Madara glanced at Hashirama quietly, wondering in his heart, he had only left for more than a year. Has the village developed so rapidly now, and even the food has changed?

Naturally, no one answered him, because Hashirama was also eating enthusiastically. The game rice with winter melon soup was so delicious. The richness of the meat and the sweetness of the winter melon stewed together were surprisingly harmonious. The winter melon relieved the greasiness of the meat, and the meat The meaty flavor is also infiltrated into the bland winter melon pieces, and the two go well together.

After finishing the meal, the sun is about to set. After sunset in the mountains and forests, the temperature also becomes lower.

Madara looked at Hashirama and Kagura deep in thought. It was impossible to drive them away, but living here... looking at his small house where it was difficult to turn around because there were so many people, Madara was also very embarrassed.

"I don't mind sharing a bed with you!" Hashirama understood Madara's thoughts and immediately expressed his "caring" attitude, determined not to embarrass his best friend.

"I mind!"

Madara still remembers the first time he went on a mission with Hashirama. They slept in the wilderness at night, and the two of them slept a little close to each other. As a result, they were woken up by a kick in the middle of the night by Hashirama, who was sleeping very differently. Fortunately, he had his back turned to Hashirama and was kicked in the butt by him. If he had been facing him, he might have... I don't know how Uzumaki Mito could stand him.

Ahem, his thoughts were wandering a bit, so Madara coughed a few times to hide his embarrassment.

"Madara, you are becoming more and more indifferent to me, but I still think of you as my best friend, tsk tsk."

"To shut up!"

"..."

"She," Madara raised his chin towards Kagura, "Where does she live? I only have this room."

Only then did Hashirama think of this problem. It was uncomfortable to think about two grown men and a woman living in the same room. Although they both had no thoughts about her, it was still inconvenient.

"How about... let's go out and sleep, just like we did on previous missions, find a place to sleep under a big tree."

"..."

It seems that he is not very happy.

"Then what should we do, draw lots, or rock, paper, scissors, whoever wins sleeps in the room, how about it?" Whenever it has anything to do with winning or losing in gambling, Hashirama is always the most excited one.

Madara didn't think of a better way, so he went to see Kagura, as if asking: "Do you think it's feasible?"

Did the two people who had always talked to themselves finally think of asking her for her opinion?

Kagura greeted the two guys from the inside out in her mind, and she still had to put a smile on her face. She looked at Hashirama and said: "Shodai, why don't you build a house like the Explosive Talisman Factory? Everyone doesn’t have to sleep outside.”

"Huh?" Madara went to see Hashirama. How many things had happened in the more than a year since he left the village? Has Hashirama built a house?

After Kagura reminded him, Hashirama suddenly realized that he had almost forgotten his ability to build a house. It was a pity to forget such a practical skill.

It was dark outside the house, and Hashirama went out to find a relatively flat place. After forming seals with his hands, he slapped it heavily on the ground. After hearing the sound of the earth cracking, a thick tree trunk emerged from the ground. The vital tree trunk changed its shape as it grew upwards. When all the dust settled, a spacious double-story wooden house was built.

Madara was dumbfounded, could Wood Release be used like this?

Hashirama jumped up to Madara like he was offering a treasure, with a proud look on his face, as if to say, look, I'm awesome, my best friend!

"Hmph~" Madara snorted coldly, deliberately disdainful. If he showed admiration, some people's tails would probably be raised to the sky.

"Why don't you praise me? I'm very capable!"

Kagura was a little embarrassed to be standing aside. She always felt like a light bulb, the kind with a high wattage.But seeing them acting like no one else was around, I felt like an invisible person, the kind that I couldn't see at all.

Hashirama can be so funny and relaxed in front of Madara, showing his truest self in this way, maybe because the two are best friends who grew up together. Kagura thinks of herself and Fa Xiao, and the same is true. Getting along with each other, ┭┮﹏┭┮woohoo~ I suddenly miss that real world.

It was still very early, far away from bedtime, so the three people lit lamps and sat in the house built between the pillars. The house was empty and there was no furniture, so everyone had to sit on the floor.

If Hashirama is a chatterbox in front of Madara, then Madara is really like a mute. Hashirama muttered ten sentences, and he replied, folded his arms, closed his eyes, and sat quietly against the wall. , it looked like he didn't listen to what Hashirama said at all, only the corners of his mouth that occasionally turned up betrayed the real him.

People can always find the most suitable way to get along with each other. It doesn't matter if outsiders can't understand it, you all know it.

If you keep talking to yourself, you will get tired after a long time, so Hashirama suggested playing games to kill the boring time.

"How about playing dice? Guess the size and see who can guess correctly!"

He looked at Madara, who didn't move, and then looked at Kagura, who frowned and didn't say anything.

"Don't you like it? Then change to something else, just change..." There are many games, but not many that can be picked up quickly. Hashirama held his chin with one hand and searched frantically in his mind, Ludo, Mahjong, no, there is one less Mahjong. Man, why don't you come out as a clone?

I just learned the Shadow Clone Technique from Tobirama some time ago, and what I created is a physical entity, which can be used to make up the numbers. But the clone is connected to my own mind, so they won't think I'm cheating, right?

Hashirama shook his head, no, no, change.

that……

"Let's fight Landlords, three people are just right!" Kagura suddenly suggested.

"Okay, okay, let's decide to fight the Landlord!" Hashirama readily agreed. It was rare for Kagura to cooperate so proactively, so he had to agree no matter what.

Two to one, at this moment, Madara opened his eyes and looked at Hashirama, and asked: "Do you know how to play Landlord?"

Afraid of the sudden silence in the air, both pairs of eyes stared at Hashirama. Now, the pressure was on Hashirama. He was known as the best gambler and gamer in Konoha. He stumbled for the first time and pretended to be tough. After a few minutes, Hashirama still couldn't pretend anymore and turned to Kagura for help.

"How to play Landlords?"

Kagura sighed and ordered Hashirama: "Sir, take out the deck of playing cards you sealed in the scroll, and I will teach you!"

"Okay~"

Hurry and turn the scroll, faster than a rabbit!