[Naruto] Did the outdated idol die for love today?

The situation doesn't seem very good.

Almost driven by instinct, she reflexively flashed a business smile. She has mastered the "Shine of the Goddess of Light", which can make the night bright as day and make the devil dance for her. Unfortunately, Madara has never been able to do this.

"You smile so warmly at me, I always feel like you have done something bad behind my back..."

As expected, the super-sensitive Uchiha Madara noticed something was wrong and said with slight confusion.

"How could it be possible?" She calmly pried off his fingers. When she found that they couldn't be pried open, she muttered gloomily, "The person who wants to do bad things to me is obviously you...?"

It was a rare time to see her show weakness and pretend to complain, Madara couldn't help but want to laugh. He used his hands to lift her chin, and brought the lips that were different from what he had remembered in front of him to look at her.

"...Do you like it?" She opened her eyes in confusion.

Like most straight men, Madara actually didn't care what lipstick she changed today. It's just a reunion after a long separation. It's not good to get to the point too quickly, otherwise it will appear that he is no different from the lecherous people lingering under her window.

——For her, what kind of existence is she?

Thinking of this, his hands tightened a little more.

"You never asked me where I went or what I did." His dark eyes flashed, and his tone was a little subtle, "Does it mean you trust me, or because you don't care at all... Liru. "

His expression became more and more unpredictable, leaving her confused for a moment. Unable to think of a way, she hugged his neck and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"How can a mature and cold-hearted adult care about those things?" She blew gently into his ear, even her cheeks became reddish.

"I told you, I will always watch you."

Seeing him staring at her without saying a word, she looked at him with inquiring eyes: "Are you jealous? Madara."

"Ahem." Madara cleared his throat and pretended not to hear her question.

In his opinion, Li Ru was a personal item that once belonged to him and Izuna. It's just that their imagination is too simple. People are animals that are easily bewitched by emotions. Even a faint emotion can make the plan out of control.

Like a butterfly fluttering its wings, thick eyelashes swept across his face, and Riru's eyes were looking at him unblinkingly. The deep brown pupils in his focused and blurred eyes seemed to be filled with sticky love.

——This woman really does love him.

Apart from the instinctive possessiveness of a male creature, there was a sense of comfort in his heart that he was in control of the overall situation.

After successfully delaying the time by betraying her beauty, Sasami was afraid that Madara would mention the matter of "checking study progress" again, so Sasami kept up her efforts and whispered to him carefully:

"Since you want me to ask you so much, let's talk about it. Where have you been and what have you done during this time?"

"I've been to many places." He half-closed his eyes and said a little tiredly, "If you want to open up new roads, you can't do it without strength. After gaining strength, I must end everything. There are still many things to do. Things are waiting for me to do..."

"You didn't tell me anything!" She pushed him angrily.

"..." Madara paused for a moment, then summed it up in a horrified tone: "I'm going to catch the tailed beast."

As a modern woman, despite Madara's teachings, she still subconsciously regards the tailed beast as a rare animal. Therefore, instead of feeling how dangerous this matter was, she was deeply worried about the fate of the "little animal".

"You must take good care of animals..." she warned earnestly.

"..."

Madara ignored her words again. He had no choice but to forgive Riru for being stupid from time to time. He rubbed his forehead, trying to get rid of the current topic.

Thinking of another thing, he put her cold hands into his arms, his eyes a little wandering: "In addition to confirming your safety, there is one more thing -"

Do you want to check your study progress? !

Sasami was startled by this sudden turn of events and was so frightened that she quickly covered his lips with her own.

Don’t think too much, hurry up and become the Kamisama of the new world!

She pressed her lips against his, firmly blocking his lips, and even the newly applied lipstick was stuck to his mouth. As her lips and teeth intertwined, a secret arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Liru, you really understand my thoughts..." He flashed his eyes, then put his hands on the ground again, changing into an aggressive posture, taking in the warmth of her mouth forcefully and actively.

"……Well."

It seemed like she had lost some fun, and she was a little out of breath.

Unconsciously, the white satin day and night belt tied under the chest has been thrown aside, and the long shirt with blue curtain stripes has been torn into a mess by him, and even his hands have been inserted into the crepe lining.

When things have developed into this situation, of course the arrow has to be fired.

The charcoal in the fire bowl gradually went out, but the body temperature of the two people gradually rose.

Although the result was what she wanted, when they reunited after a long separation, the man almost asked her for compensation, tossing her around despite the coldness of Du Xue, which made her deeply feel that this order was too costly...

When the mature and cold-hearted adults finally finished handling their personal affairs, Madara lit the fire in the fire bowl in the corner and tucked her into bed.

"Ah, sneeze." She sneezed while wrapped in quilt, and asked desperately: "Liar, what are your plans next?"

"...I will settle the matter between Hashirama and me."

He fastened his ninja bag and put on a dark blue cloak. He looked out the window with stern eyes, his eyes melting into the snow dripping from the window edge.

"Hashirama, I've been looking forward to this for a long time." He snorted, recalling the noisy fighting spirit when fighting his destined opponent.

After making up his mind, he couldn't help but look back at her and said uncertainly, "If I can come back after that..."

"Once a promise is made, it cannot be fulfilled."

She gently touched her lips with her index finger and looked at his face intently, as if she wanted to carve his shadow into her eyes.

On the sleepless night before the decisive battle, the faint moonlight and the broken Milky Way in her eyes seemed to overlap with this scene.

"...That's right." He laughed softly, the deep laughter echoing in the room, and the black gloves opened the paper window with the Yae Sakura painted on it.

He couldn't help but look back at her again, and saw that she had already propped herself up and sat up. Her thick black hair was spread out, and her skin color was as white as snow, giving her a somewhat frail and noble beauty.

She looked at him blankly, but hesitated to speak.

"...Just wait patiently for me to come back."

After leaving such a sentence, he disappeared into the white snow outside the window, and even the footprints on the window frame seemed like an illusion in the night.

Madara's figure had disappeared into the vast snowy night, and even his scent was gone in the wind.

After a lot of hesitation and hesitation, Sasami finally sighed:

"...You still have my lipstick on your face. If you go to Hashirama like this, you will be laughed at..."