Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

Uchiha Madara returned to the village, which suddenly became the biggest news in Konoha!

Everyone was discussing what was going on.

The four of them walking together on the shopping street became the weirdest sight.

"Isn't Madara-sama killed by the first generation?"

"Who says it's not the case, but this person is the real Madara-sama, right?"

Nodding crazily, "Yes, yes, it depends on appearance, temperament, no matter how you look at it."

"Then...is he not dead?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm not dead. Isn't this a good life?"

"I'm just telling you, how could Madara-sama die so easily."

……

The fact that Uchiha Madara is still alive is not a big deal to other people in the village. Anyway, as long as Hashirama is there, they feel at ease.The people who feel the biggest feeling are the Uchiha clan. On the one hand, they are all afraid of Madara. Who can not be afraid of the force that is like a gap? On the other hand, they also need a strong man who is beyond ordinary people to protect the clan. and pilot, so their feelings towards Madara are very complicated, and they are of the love-and-fear type.

The four of them broke up at the fork in the middle of the shopping street, and each went back to his own home to find his own... Forget it, in the world of Naruto, even a few people together couldn't make up a pair of parents.

Hashirama insisted on accompanying Madara back, but Madara refused.

Before leaving, Hashirama didn't give up and shouted to Madara's back: "Come to my house for dinner tonight, and I'll have this chicken stewed when I get back. It'll be a blessing for you."

Madara twitched when Hashirama heard what he said, and couldn't help but curse him in his heart as a cunning thing. How could he use other people's things to clean others up, and he had nothing to give out?

(Hashirama: I did artificial intelligence.)

Forget it, he is simple-minded and there is nothing he can do about it.

Madara didn't reply, he just raised his hand towards Hashirama, which meant that he understood.

Madara's home was abandoned more than a year ago when everyone thought he was dead. No one came to clean him. When he pushed the door open, he saw that the grass in the yard had grown two feet high, swallows were building nests on the porch, and spiders were on the windows. A large net has been woven, just waiting for passing insects and moths to fall into the net.

Madara walked through the weeds all the way to the door of the house. When he opened the door, he was greeted by a musty smell of decay that had not been lived in for a long time. Fine dust danced in the sunlight. Madara frowned, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time.

"Well... the clan members all thought you were really..." The word "death" was never dared to be said in front of Madara, "so I didn't continue cleaning. Since Master Madara didn't... you are back, I will go there right away." Find someone to clean it.”

Only then did Madara notice the person behind him. He turned around and looked at this person. He looked young, only in his 30s, and he was energetic. However, why didn't he seem to have seen him before?

"You are……"

"Well, I'm Tianhuo, Lord Madara... No one has ever been willing to come out and take charge of the overall situation. Although I don't have any skills, I just do some work to connect with the higher-ups in the village."

Madara raised his eyebrows. He had a good impression of this young man. He was humble and polite. It was not an easy job to deal with the senior officials in the village. It showed that he was not bad at abilities. If nothing else, he definitely had certain strengths in his conduct. of.

"There's no rush," Madara walked around the house slowly. He hadn't been back for more than a year, so he felt a little emotional standing here again.

"Madara-sama, you shouldn't leave when you come back this time, right?"

Madara glanced at him, smiled slightly, sat down on the dusty tatami, and said casually: "Who knows, maybe."

When he said this, Tianhuo seemed to be greatly relieved, and the tense facial muscles instantly became relaxed. He just heard him say: "This is great. Madara-sama is here, and our Uchiha clan can finally rest assured." ”

Madara looked at Tianhuo, and couldn't find any falsehood on his face. He was very sincere. It seemed that his words came from the bottom of his heart.

"Hmph~" Madara chuckled, "But I'm still living a normal life, what's there to be happy about?"

Tianhuo also smiled, very shyly. He touched his nose and said: "Peace now is hard-won. We don't have to go to the battlefield or fight and kill. This kind of life is already very good."

The smile gradually faded when he heard Tianhuo's words. Madara felt a little desolate. He didn't know whether it was his tribe who betrayed and abandoned him or whether he betrayed and abandoned his tribe. At the beginning, all he longed for was peace. There is no war, and every family can live happily on this land. Isn't it because we have such a common dream that Hashirama and I became close friends when we were young? We were able to put down the sword in our hands and agreed to form an alliance with the Senju clan. Isn't it precisely because of these that we build Konoha together?

Later, what made me take the completely opposite path, and why I was betrayed by everyone?

It's that stone tablet. It's all because of that stone tablet.

"Well," Madara murmured softly, "from now on, it will be good to live like this."

He tried to bury the seeds of hatred a little deeper, a little deeper, but for now, let's do this.

When the sun went down, Madara went to Hashirama's house. He didn't have a souvenir belt, so he brought some vegetables sealed in the scroll. The rest, he gave to Tenhu to divide among the older ones. After a few tribesmen, he can take care of the rest by himself.

When he arrived at Hashirama's house, Tobirama was already there. When he opened the door, he saw Madara carrying vegetables, and his eyebrows couldn't help raising.

"Tsk tsk, I worked so hard for a long time without even catching one, but now I'm giving it to my eldest brother as a souvenir, tsk tsk."

Madara didn't want to pay attention to him and walked straight in. When he saw Mito coming out of the kitchen, he stretched out his hand towards her.

"Here, vegetables, grown by myself, are here for you to eat."

Mito took it and looked at it. Don't tell me, this dish is really fresh.

She smiled at Madara, and there was something in her words, "Well, if you want to grow vegetables, just do it in the village. Why are you pretending to be dead? Don't do this next time and go to such a far place to grow vegetables. Why? Caoyin Village is full of outstanding people. The vegetables you grow are more delicious?" After saying that, she raised her eyebrows at Ban, and returned to the kitchen carrying the vegetables.

This woman Mito! ! !

Hashirama is a strict wife, and his mouth is looser than an old lady's cotton waistband. He has to say anything to his wife. I despise him!

Madara's eyes couldn't help but twitch. Mito had always been gentle and steady. Only a few people knew that she had a sharp tongue, and Madara was one of those few.There's nothing you can do about it. If you interact with Hashirama too much, it's impossible not to come into contact with Mito. Too much contact can reveal the truest character.

Madara and Tobirama went to sit down in the living room when they heard the cry of a child in the room inside. The sound could be heard for ten miles, one sound louder than the other, followed by Hashirama's loud laughter, while laughing. While coaxing.

"I know, I know, I'll just stop moving next time. Stop crying, Xiaozang, the snot will fall into your mouth~"

Madara wondered where the child came from. Did Hashirama and Mito have another child? !

You're not young anymore...I have to say that your body is really good!

Thinking this, Madara's expression became particularly strange. After Tobirama calmly took a sip of tea, Madara's doubts were cleared.

"She's Qingsong's daughter. She's over one year old and almost two years old. Yes, not long after you faked your death."

Madara was completely speechless. These people were really annoying. They always pretended to be dead. If they didn't bother him, he would be annoyed.

Madara didn't want to pay attention to Tobirama anymore, so he simply closed his eyes to rest. At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of a paper door being opened. He opened his eyes and followed the sound, staying where he was.

Hashirama walked out of the room with a little girl with yellow hair in his arms. The little girl was soft and waxy, white and chubby. She had two short braids on the left and right sides of her head. She was in Hashirama at the moment. I was crying and twitching in my arms. Uh, why is it so cute?

I couldn't help but want to poke her face with a finger... No, I had to hold back.

Hashirama, who was holding his eldest granddaughter in his arms, looked like a fool, his smile reaching to his ears.

But... what's with the little flower hairpin on the head and the braids tied with colorful rubber bands, and what's with the two abrupt rouge lumps on the cheeks and the distinct eyelashes drawn with ink strokes?

"Hmph~" Tobirama laughed and looked at Tsunade: "Did your grandpa become the doll this time, Tsunade-chan?"

Tsunade, who is almost two years old, now has the biggest hobby of dressing up dolls, putting pigtails and makeup on them. She is almost bald on the dolls that her family bought her, so she turns to extend her claws to the adults around her.

Tsunade liked Tobirama very much. When she saw Tobirama, she struggled to go to him. She wanted to complain to her uncle and grandfather. Her grandfather Hashirama always moved around and she couldn't tie it properly. He also laughed at her for doing it. The pigtails are not pretty, wow~ everyone said before that her braids look pretty!

Hashirama sighed. He was disliked by his precious granddaughter, so he had no choice but to give Tsunade to Tobirama.

"Sure enough, Tsuna is still closer to Tobirama. If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn't have run out of the village every two days." Hashirama was not disappointed.

Thinking with his toes, he knew why he went out of the village. Madara scolded Hashirama from inside to outside, from top to bottom in his heart. After his close friend died, he rarely even went to the casino. This liar !

Tsunade wiped all the tears and snot on Tobirama's face before she smiled, which made Tobirama speechless. It was easy for him to wash clothes as a single man, but he also had to use them to wipe the children's noses...

Tsunade, whose smile turned from gloomy to bright, finally noticed that there was a stranger in her home. She looked at Madara curiously. Madara had long hair that grew wildly and didn't take good care of it. His charming face was expressionless, but looking at it When I look at you, I feel cold and a bit afraid of people.

Since Izuna grew up, Madara has never been in contact with children. When he met little Tsunade's pure eyes, for a moment, he didn't know what expression to use to face him. Oh no, why was he a little nervous.

And the more nervous he is, the more serious Madara's expression becomes.

"Um..." After looking at each other for a full minute, just when he was about to say hello to little Tsunade, the child over there burst into tears.

Plunging into Tobirama's arms, Tsunade's tears were like broken beads. She cried and shouted: "Tsuna-chan is scared, that person is so scary!"

Emmm...

Madara turned into stone on the spot, cough cough, the majestic shura of the ninja world is afraid of even a two-year-old child, as expected of me!

Ignoring Tobirama, who was trying hard to hold back his laughter, and Hashirama, who was laughing until he cried, Madara's face turned pale and red, and then turned redder.

Children and such are really not cute!