Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

Kagura was leaning there weakly on the seat in the main hall, and Izuna saw it as soon as she entered.

He had never seen Kagura like this before. She was wearing moon-white clothes, her face was pale, and her whole body was almost transparent. The abdomen of the clothes seemed to have been cut open by a sharp knife. There were two long slits. With these two In the center of the mouth, the dark red blood that had long dried was smeared, mottled and dazzling.

Quan Nai was stunned, her footsteps suddenly stopped, and she just looked at her from a few meters away.

Kagura felt Quan Nai's chaotic aura, she opened her eyes, and laughed subconsciously the moment she saw Quan Nai.

"Hey, aren't you on a mission?" She talked to him as if it was normal business.

Quan Nai looked at her blankly. She seemed to have paid no attention to the injury except that her face was pale and a little weak. However, Quan Nai was experienced and could tell just by looking at the amount of bleeding that she had suffered serious injuries.

"You..." He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

He was in a state of confusion, and his limbs had nowhere to rest.

Striding over, Izuna knelt down next to Kagura. He stretched out his hand but couldn't find a place to stay, so he just supported her helplessly.

At this time, Madara walked out of the bedroom holding a thin quilt. Even though it was midsummer, Kagura, who had lost too much blood, had cold limbs. Wrapping herself in a quilt at this time would make her feel much better.

Izuna knew that Kagura went out with Madara, but Kagura was seriously injured, but Madara was unscathed, which made Quanna confused for a while.

With Madara around, who could hurt Kagura like this?

Feeling Izuna's questioning gaze, Madara did not rush to explain, but instead told him, "Be careful to avoid Tobirama and go get some clothes for Kagura."

"Why avoid him?"

Madara took a deep breath and couldn't help but sigh. Sometimes his brother was very clever and smart, but sometimes he was so stupid that people couldn't see him.

"How does Tobirama feel when he sees her like this?"

Is this for Tobirama's sake?

"Kagura doesn't want Tobirama to know that she was seriously injured."

Quan Na pursed her lips tightly, an indescribable emotion tumbling in her heart, and the young and handsome face turned cold at this moment.

He glanced at Kagura with a coercive look.

Even though he knew that they were husband and wife and how much Kagura liked Tobirama, when someone mentioned this matter at this time, Izuna still couldn't control his anger, even though he was not qualified at all.

This... is probably instinct.

Quan Nai opened his mouth to say something, but before he could speak, he heard the voice of another person in the room out of thin air. It was a clear, magnetic, and pleasant baritone.

It was obvious whose voice it was, familiar to everyone present.

"How come you have the guts to hide this from me?"

Suddenly, Tobirama, wearing a black kimono, appeared next to Kagura. Kagura, who was originally lying there leaning on a pillow, became nervous when he saw Tobirama's unamused face.

She hurriedly got up, not forgetting to pull up the thin quilt and wrap it tightly around herself.

"Tobirama, why are you here..."

Tobirama glanced sideways at her, and saw that her originally pretty, rose-like face had no color at all, and was as pale as paper. She looked at him with a timid expression, feeling both surprised and troubled, as fragile as a fragile one. ceramic doll.

Just this glance made his heart clenched, his brows furrowed again and again, and by the time he reacted, his arms had already been stretched out towards her.

The last bit of rationality in his brain reminded him that this was the land of the Uchiha clan, and his desire to put the person in his arms and hold him tightly was suppressed by his rationality.

The moment Izuna heard Tobirama's voice, she suddenly woke up, and the rolling emotions gradually calmed down as if someone had poured cold water on them.

He knew what Tobirama wanted to do. After he was reincarnated by Kagura, he used to always observe how they got along with each other in the Hokage's mansion. Compared with now, his thoughts at that time were very simple and he just wanted to see Tobirama. After all, it was just whether he was good to Kagura or not, and he had not yet developed the thought of being unable to see others.

He had been staring at them for a long time, and he knew every move of Kagura by heart.

Thinking of this, Izuna rolled her eyes and sat down cross-legged angrily.

"Hey~ If you want to hug her, hug her. Can anyone else say no to your own wife?"

Tobirama also thought of the fear of being watched from all directions by Izuna, his face darkened, and he glanced at him with disgust, "I don't want to perform live for some people anymore, and hugging is not allowed."

Kagura and Madara looked at Izuna for a while and Tobirama for a while. They felt that these two people were a little childish for some reason.

Tobirama, who no longer looked at Izuna, opened the quilt very rudely. The dark red that caught his eye made Tobirama stunned. He didn't move for a long time, just looking at it in shock.

The clothes were torn, and the flesh and blood inside could be seen through the broken openings. The wounds had scabbed over, which was terrifying and terrifying.

Feeling his gaze, Kagura took back the quilt angrily and covered herself up. She wanted to pretend that nothing happened, but it was impossible.

In fact, as long as she puts on clean clothes and avoids him when sleeping, she will be completely fine in a few days. With her large amount of chakra and the help of Kyuubi, she doesn't even need to go to the hospital.

Tobirama moved his gaze to Madara's face, and after seeing Madara's calm expression and even a smile on his lips, a fire of ignorance suddenly rose in Tobirama's eyes.

"What's going on?" There was an obvious question in his voice.

Madara curled the corners of his mouth, and sat down on the other side of the upper table across a low table.

He didn't care about Tobirama's questioning and said calmly: "Didn't I tell you before I went? You don't think you can cross that line easily, do you?"

"I……"

"Tobirama, how old were you when you first had the intention to kill someone, and under what circumstances?"

Madara stared at Tobirama, his samsara eyes not only felt oppressive, but also shone with shrewdness.

His eyelids gradually drooped, and his aura slowly changed, from sharp to dejected and calm.

The first time he had the intention to kill someone was for Hashirama.

At that time, the two brothers would always go to the forest behind the Thousand Hands clan for additional training. There, they met ninjas from an unknown family. Their goal was very clear, which was to kill these two children.

Hashirama has been protecting himself behind him to deal with the opponent, but the two ninjas on the opponent's side are adults, and the gap gradually emerged.

When he saw the opponent raising the knife in his hand and slashing at Hashirama who had an injured arm, Tobirama made a sneak attack from the side for the first time in his life and stabbed his enemy in the abdomen with his short knife. It was this move of his that won Hashirama his victory. The opportunity allowed the two brothers to successfully counterattack.

Tobirama was five years old at that time, and Hashirama was older than him.

Before the dagger stabbed out, there was no hesitation and fear, but in comparison, the fear of losing his brother defeated his hesitation and timidity.

Tobirama fell into memories, his face in a daze showed a hint of alienation.

Tobirama in this state seemed far away from him, so far away that people couldn't help but want to pull him closer.

Stretching out her slender fingers, Kagura grasped the wide cuffs of Tobirama's kimono and shook it slightly. Her voice was soft and comforting, "Tobirama, don't be like this, I'm fine."

Tobirama came back to his senses and looked at her, and saw Kagura smiling at him. Her lips, which were originally as red as cherries, turned into light pink. Her smile was a little fragile and a little forced.

"The wound has basically healed and I no longer feel pain. Everything is over and I'm fine."

Madara looked at Kagura, his smile gradually deepened, and he looked at Tobirama with some undisguised pride in his eyes.

"Tobirama," he said, "this time, maybe we succeeded."

His eyebrows relaxed, and the tense nerves relaxed, but there was no special expression on his face, he just nodded lightly.

"Ah, thank you."

Kagura probably knew what the two people were talking about in riddles. Now she didn't have the energy to worry about these two guys "working together" in private, but Izuna was different.

Izuna looked at Madara and Tobirama repeatedly in confusion, with dissatisfaction written all over her face.

"What are you guys talking about?"

Why does he feel like the only outsider?