Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

In the midsummer of Konoha 51, the youngest son of Fugaku, the leader of the Uchiha clan, was born. Because he admired the father of the third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, he gave him the same name as Hiruzen's father, Sasuke.

On October [-]th of the same year, after Kushina was in pain for a long time in Konoha Hospital, she gave birth to a boy with the same hair color as her father. Minato was excited and happy. His long-awaited son Naruto finally met him. .

Sasuke and Naruto were born one after another, and Madara and Hashirama are still alive and well.

Kagura was wondering, is it because she sealed Black Zetsu and cut off the source of all evil from the source, so the chakra of Indra and Asura no longer need to be reincarnated?

She didn't know what was going on, but the people she cared about didn't leave because of the birth of these two new lives. This was her joy and comfort.

Obito went on crazy missions in order to catch up with Kakashi and become a jounin as soon as possible. After growing up a few years, although he is still relatively impulsive, he has also matured a lot.

Older people are always afraid of being deserted. Without Obito, Madara began to feel lonely. In addition to hanging out with Hashirama as usual, he also liked to go to Fugaku's house to play with little Sasuke.

Originally, he didn't know that such a cute little boy was born in his tribe, until that time, he saw the five-month-old Sasuke in Mikoto's arms on the shopping street of the tribe.

Madara's expressionless face instantly froze when he saw the child.

He was surprised at first, then frowned, and just stood in traffic and looked at the little baby in Miqin's arms over and over again.

When Mikoto was a child, she often followed Fugaku to Madara's house to play, so she was not very afraid of him. She was not like other tribe members who were frightened by Madara's aura and stayed away from him.

"Madara-sama, what happened to Sasuke?"

Madara's brows were still frowning, and Mikoto felt strange. She also looked at the baby son in her arms, who was only five months old, but with excellent Uchiha genes, he was already very beautiful and cute.

No matter how you look at it, you don't think there is anything wrong with this child.

Sasuke, who was sleeping, seemed to notice a strange gaze, and he slowly woke up in his mother's arms.

His dark, moist and bright eyes like water grapes slowly opened, looking at Madara who was motionless and looking at him in confusion a few steps away.

"Hmm... um..." The five-month-old child cannot speak yet and can only express his thoughts through simple syllables.

Even though the two adults around him didn't know what he was expressing.

Miqin really couldn't stand it any longer. Her husband was off work and her eldest son was off school. If she didn't go shopping for groceries, she wouldn't be able to make dinner in time.

So, she tentatively took a step in front of Madara and asked: "Madara-sama, do you... want to hug this child?"

Madara still didn't say a word, just staring at Sasuke's face with his eyebrows furrowed.

Mikoto was completely speechless. She looked at Madara helplessly and puzzled, and her tone became lower.

"Madara-sama——"

Madara raised his eyebrows, and after struggling for two seconds, he slowly stretched out his arms, "Give me a hug."

So, he wanted to hug this child from the beginning, right?

What a dishonest old man.

Itachi said that Sasuke didn't like strangers hugging him. He would cry non-stop when others hugged him, but in Mikoto's opinion, it wasn't that exaggerated. Now that Sasuke was held in the arms of Madara-sama with a serious face, he didn't cry.

Not only did he not cry, but he looked quite happy. He stretched out his chubby little hand and grabbed Madara's hair. He pulled it so hard that it hurt even others who saw it.

Madara also grinned instinctively, with an indescribable expression on his handsome face.

Mikoto was afraid that Madara would throw the child to the ground when he was angry. Just as she was about to pick it up, she saw Sasuke giggling. Madara looked at his smiling face, and his expression gradually softened.

Finally, as the little one laughed, Madara also laughed with him. He said softly: "This child looks exactly like Quan Na when he was a child. I even thought I saw Quan Na."

Mr. Izuna?

His younger brother who is even more handsome than Madara?

Mikoto smiled slightly, it would be great if Sasuke looked like that when he grows up, what a peerless handsome man he is!

Seeing Mikoto still standing in front of him, Madara was surprisingly considerate, "Just go and do whatever you need to do. I'll let you play with the child for a while. When you're done, pick him up at my house."

Play... play for a while?

Mikoto:......

Mikoto smiled helplessly. Although she felt uneasy, thinking about it carefully, Madara-sama probably wouldn't kill a child, especially when the child looked very much like his brother.

After Mikoto, who was carrying a basket to buy groceries, turned around and walked away, Madara's lips curled up happily, and he hugged Sasuke like a wind and ran outside the Uchiha clan.

The cold winter wind is in my ears. Even though it is a warm winter, I still feel cold.

The howling wind blew past his ears. The young Sasuke had never experienced such a fast speed. This child had been very courageous since he was a child. Not only did he not feel scared, but he laughed happily.

After flying all the way from the east end of the village to the west end of the village, Madara kicked open the door of Hashirama's house after arriving at his destination.

Hashirama, who was pruning a dwarf pine bonsai in the yard, was startled by the sound of the door being kicked in. He lost his grip on the scissors and dropped them straight away, poking his feet. He jumped back and forth holding his feet in pain.

"You don't know how to knock? Even if you don't know how to knock, you can just jump over the wall and come in. What do you want to do by kicking the door?" Hashirama pointed at Madara's nose and asked.

Madara didn't care so much, he held little Sasuke upright like a treasure and showed it to Hashirama, his expression was quite proud.

Hashirama looked at the child in confusion. After staring for a while, he once again used his imagination from more than ten years ago.

"This is... your illegitimate son?"

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"How old am I? Can I still give birth to an illegitimate child, you bastard!"

Hashirama touched the tip of his nose in despair, and said with a sneer: "That's true, that...is your brother's illegitimate son?"

Madara kicked him mercilessly, and Hashirama twisted his waist to avoid it, "Otherwise, why are you so happy like a fool?"

"Don't you think he looks exactly like Izuna when he was a child?"

Hashirama really looked at Madara as if he were a fool. Madara begged for approval and raised the innocent-looking little Sasuke in front of Hashirama, "Look at the eyebrows, nose, eyes, and mouth. They look alike, don't they?"

"I said... when I first met Quan Nai, he was already very good at fighting. Are you sure I know what Quan Nai looked like when he was a child?"

"..."

Banshi was there, as if someone had poured cold water on his head, suppressing his desire to share.

How could he forget this?

Because I was so happy, I wanted to show off and share it with Hashirama, but the result...

Hashirama didn't want to continue to hit Madara, so he limped and picked up Sasuke. Unexpectedly, Sasuke seemed to have seen a monster just after he picked him up. He opened his mouth and howled loudly, and pushed Hashirama while crying. between faces.

Madara hurriedly took the child back, held it in his arms and patted the little butt, while coaxing him softly, "Ah, don't cry, don't cry. I'm sorry, I made you see a face that is not very smart."

Hashirama was speechless and rolled his eyes at Madara.

Strangely enough, as soon as Sasuke returned to Madara's arms, he stopped crying quickly. Not only that, he was also extremely happy, and his face changed faster than he could turn the pages of a book.

Hashirama was shocked.

"What's so great is that it's like a family without children," he said, but if he were asked to find a child to challenge Ban, he really couldn't find one.

"Hey Madara, where did you steal this kid from?"

Can taking care of children be called stealing? This was clearly stolen from Mikoto in an upright manner.

"This is Fugaku's youngest son."

The Uchiha family has a new member. How long has it been since the Senju family heard a baby cry?

Thinking about it, the clan members have basically integrated into each family, and the remaining ones are all older. If you want to add new members to the Senju, you can probably only count on Tsunade and Naoki.

Well, forget it Tsunade, she probably won't see that day when she's alive. As for the rope tree...

Shengshu's fiancée is from Daming Mansion. For this reason, the child has always been unhappy. After getting engaged a few years ago, the wedding should have been held long ago, but Shengshu kept postponing the wedding under the excuse of a mission.

I don't know if this marriage will be successful or not. I'm afraid there is no hope for him to open up branches for the Senju family.

As if he understood what Hashirama was thinking, Madara laughed and gloated while teasing Sasuke, who had long since passed the rain.

Hashirama snorted and rolled his eyes.

Childish, so childish!

We have to find a way to extinguish his arrogance.

But where can one steal a child cuter than the son of the Fugaku family?

This is a problem.