Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

Madara smiled, it was winter turning to spring.

Hashirama's heart slowly fell to the ground. He happily grabbed Madara's arm and shook it, and asked him quickly: "Madara, so you agree to go back with me?"

Uh--

"Let's talk about it later." Still arrogant.

"What do you mean, when will we say it again?"

"Say it again, just say it again!"

"Madara, you are so dishonest. I am not someone else."

"..."

Madara listened to Hashirama's complaints, and the veins on his forehead jumped. Phew~ He is not as knowledgeable as an idiot.

Seeing the Death Scythe being re-sealed back into the scroll, Hashirama finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to fight when he was full and full, so it was good like this.

After the Death Scythe was sealed, the scroll was tucked back into his sleeve, and Madara lifted his legs and left.

"Hey, Madara, where are you going?"

Seeing Madara Shi walking towards the door nonchalantly, Hashirama quickly caught up with him.

When passing by, Madara stopped and glanced at Tobirama, who was sitting motionless on the ground, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said: "I'm still not used to being in the same room with that guy, so I'll go back to my own room to sleep. "

"Then I'll go too."o(n_n)o

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Unable to bear it anymore, Madara took a deep breath, which was a sign that he wanted to get angry.

"I'm talking about you...!"

Before he got angry, Hashirama quickly defended himself and said, "I'll keep an eye on you. What if you run away again while we're asleep?"

Hashirama said it plausibly, but the other three were speechless. This excuse was really...

"Hmph," Tobirama sneered, "Anijia, you'd better watch your back. Don't wake up tomorrow and you cry and scream. I won't wipe your tears."

"I have never been like that..." Hashirama rolled his eyes. Madara had already gone out. He wanted to follow him, but suddenly thought of something else. He couldn't help but take a few steps back, bent down and asked in a low voice: "By the way, that policeman?" Team headquarters..."

"Security Department, Anika~"

A drop of sweat slipped silently from Hashirama's forehead, and he nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, security department, why don't I know about that department?"

Hashirama regretted it as soon as he asked the question, because Tobirama suddenly raised his head and stared at him, his eyes sharp and questioning. Such stern Tobirama reminded him of his deceased father, just as serious and terrifying.

"That, that..." Hashirama rubbed his head and laughed, trying to fool him.

"Anika," Tobirama stared at him and asked in a deep voice, "The documents have been on your desk for half a month. You haven't read them at all, right?"

"..."

He didn't want to admit it, but he didn't dare to say anything. He knew that Tobirama had seen those documents and he just had to stamp them. Therefore, he had not read them. He had no idea what the specific contents were. Know.

"Next time, not next time!" Rubbing his hands, Hashirama bent down and begged for mercy.

Tobirama angrily stopped looking at him, feeling quite like an old father looking down on his son.

"Do you dare to have a next time?"

"Don't dare."

"Come on, if you don't leave, you won't even be able to get in."

"Yes, yes, you are right." Hashirama felt like he was being pardoned and ran away, but he heard Tobirama whispering behind him: "Keep an eye on him, you know what I mean."

The smile disappeared from Hashirama's face, and he sighed. One is his biological brother from the same mother, and the other is his rival and best friend since childhood. When can these two people truly untie their knots and let go of the past?

In the small, narrow room, Madara slept on a single bed. Under the bed, on the floor with a blanket, Hashirama slept there.

The floor was uneven and the people who slept on it felt uncomfortable all over. Hashirama tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and his waist and back hurt.He complained silently in his heart, if he had known that he would sleep on the floor here, he might as well have stayed in the house he built, at least he wouldn't feel any pain.

In the darkness, Madara stared at the dark roof with his black eyes, and Tobirama's words were still echoing in his mind. He established the Konoha Security Department, with the Uchiha clan in charge, and he was free to divide clans on unused land. land.

How can I be someone who can be bribed by others with small favors? There is obviously something wrong with the Eye of the Moon plan. The so-called Mangekyō Sharingan can only read the words above has become empty talk because of the appearance of Kagura. Kagura is a very special woman. , knows too many things, so is she credible when she says that the Moon Eye Project is fake?

If the Eye of the Moon plan is fake, there is no need to implement it, and I have no goal for a while. Going back to Konoha seems to be the most suitable way at this stage, not to mention, there are still clan members there...

Tribesmen, those tribesmen who abandoned and betrayed themselves?

Madara's feelings towards his clan members are very subtle. He can't describe what he feels like. There is blood and family affection but also disappointment.

"Madara," Hashirama's voice seemed very abrupt in the quiet night, which startled Madara.

"Ok?"

"Haha, you really didn't sleep."

"..."

"The ground is so hard, it hurts all over."

"Well," I deliberately didn't understand what he was saying.

Well, just say "yes" and don't say anything else?

After waiting for a long time, Hashirama was a little disappointed when he didn't get the next step. He turned over and turned over. It felt too uncomfortable. The grass was not as soft as sleeping in the wilderness. At least sleeping on the grass would not hurt his body.

"Can I go to bed and sleep? I promise I won't kick you again. I swear to the rooftops."

"No," Madara said two words lightly.

"..."

10 minute later.

"Hehe, the bed is still comfortable. Although this bed is not as good as the one I slept on, it is much better than the floor. Madara, you don't know that your floor is uneven, with bulges here and dents there, just a little bit. It’s not all flat…”

"Shut up and sleep!"

"Okay." He said reluctantly, a little aggrieved.

We haven’t seen each other for more than a year, so it would be nice to chat together. Madara has become a bit cold.

In the middle of the night, I only heard a "plop" sound, and a black figure was kicked from the bed to the ground. The person who was kicked to the ground got up in a daze. After opening his eyelids, he saw a pair of red Sharingan eyes. .

The one who kicked him was still fast asleep on the bed. Even if someone took him away and threw him into the river, he wouldn't be able to find him.

"Senju Hashirama," standing in front of the bed with his hands on his hips, Madara's eyes burning and gnashing his teeth, he swore: "If I sleep with you again, my surname will not be Uchiha!"

(Some CP fans: Got it, Senju Madara.)

(Madara: Meow meow meow?)

On the other side, in the house built by Mudun, after Madara and Hashirama left one after another, only Tobirama and Kagura were left.

Tobirama opened his closed eyes to look at Kagura. Kagura still looked like a woman disguised as a man. She had a pretty and cute face. When seen next to the man's clothes, there was something indescribably weird about her.

Kagura put the poker away and put it in her backpack. The three of them were grabbing the melon seeds. She didn't want to eat them, but she still had to put them away.As soon as he finished his work, he saw Tobirama's eyes staring at him. His eyes were a little strange, the kind that was hard to describe in words.

Kagura felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him and felt uncomfortable all over, so she had no choice but to find something to say to break the awkwardness.

"Um...why did you suddenly appear here and scare me?"

"Is it true?" Tobirama stared at her and said calmly, "Is it more scary than shooting three kunai at you?"

Uh...why do you feel that his words are thorny?

Kagura put her backpack against the wall, jumped up to Tobirama and squatted down to look at him. She told him very seriously: "I'll tell you a secret. I have an immortal body. No one in this world can kill me." I."

Tobirama narrowed his eyes, as if to say, make it up, keep making it up.

"real!"

"..."

"Don't believe pull it down!"

Since fortune telling closed down, the credibility of my words has been declining rapidly.

"Kagura," Tobirama suddenly called her name, and Kagura was excited when she heard it.

Tobirama is sometimes very awkward. He has a lot of contact with Kagura but rarely calls her by her name. The last time he called her was when she just traveled through time. In more than a year, he never called her again. He had never called her by her name before, and omitted it every time he spoke. But now, for the first time, he called her by her name. It was really strange.

"what?"

"Learn ninjutsu."

"why?"

"No reason, if I insist, I hope you can learn the ninjutsu to escape, that's all."

"The ninjutsu of escaping means...?"

"Flying Thunder God," he said: "At least you can escape to me in a critical moment. I can protect you at least."

Tobirama said it very seriously, and the expression on his face was very serious. Kagura knew that he was serious.But as a person in the real world, she is still her after time travel. Without the soul passing through the body of a certain ninja, not to mention whether chakra can be extracted, even whether chakra can be felt is a question. Flying Thunder God , she really didn’t even think about it.

Moreover, she just wants to be a salty rich woman, meet the people she wants to meet, and go to the places she wants to go. That's all. She can't do the exhausting practice, da ba ba ba!

"I do not want."

"Why?" Tobirama couldn't understand. There are still people who don't want to learn the ninjutsu used to escape?

"Because I'm lazy."

……

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