[Naruto] Did the outdated idol die for love today?

Their eyes met, Uchiha Obito looked confused.

——You were the one who said you didn’t want to do it, you were the one suddenly playing ball, and you were the one who was ruthless. What on earth do you want?

"Are you trying to tease me again, Li Ru?" His eyes darkened, and he said coldly: "I won't fall into your trap every time..."

"..."

"...Woo."

Sasami was crying so hard that she naturally ignored his question.

I don't know whether it was because of crying or the afterglow after it was over, but her cheeks seemed to have a touch of reddish color from the white glaze, and even her fair neck was dyed with a faint crimson color. Her thin shoulders could not help but tremble. She half-covered her eyes, and transparent tears fell from between her fingers, looking completely sad.

Her pitiful look made Obito a little irritable.

Women are so strange and confusing.

Uchiha Obito is a man of action. Since the question is beyond the scope, then just ask if you don't understand.

"...If it hurts you, you can tell me directly." He folded his arms and frowned.

Sasami was startled when she heard this. She reached out and touched her lips, as if she had something unspeakable, and her dazed expression became a little subtle.

Say it directly? How to say?

Does it mean that whenever she is bitten, she will think of Bai Yueguang, who died many years ago?

...it still won't work.

Sasami fell into thought.

"It's not you who hurts me, but someone else." She waved her hand perfunctorily, passing the topic away, then raised her head and looked up into his eyes, "That's not the point... Anyway, I need a pair of writers. Rinnegan, Obito.”

"Isn't that kind of thing unnecessary for you?"

A cold sneer came before her, and the man grabbed her chin and said sarcastically: "It was Madara before, and now it's me. It is through this method that you continue to copy other people's ninjutsu and blood inheritance... I You’re right, Riru.”

He lowered his head as he spoke and looked into her slightly widened eyes.

The closer he got to her, the more he understood that beneath that fragile and sad skin, there was something more than just an inexperienced interior like the outside.

The dark brown eyes are clear and translucent, filled with love that is hard to distinguish between true and false. Even if he just lowered his eyes, the illusion called love almost swallowed him up.

He who knew this but was still tempted by this love... was probably the real fool.

"Although I don't mind you doing this..." He came closer, with tears still in the corners of his reddish eyes, and the dark irises reflected his face, making him raise his eyebrows involuntarily, "This devilish Face, you are really cruel."

His dark brown eyes blinked again, and the tears hanging in the corners of his eyes fell at this moment.

"Devils can also fall in love with women."

After saying this, a lingering smile appeared on her face, the corners of her reddish eyes curved, and she laughed as if she had read through his thoughts.

"Are you also upset about something like this?" She tilted her head, and her long crow-feather hair fell down, covering her strange smile.

"Infinite Tsukuyomi is a dangerous thing. For us, both the past and the future are just extravagant fantasies. We can only live fully at this moment. At least at this moment, we belong to each other. Obito.”

"..."

"...I don't care about such things."

After a long silence, he finally curled his lips and revealed a faint smile.

"...But, since you said so." He straightened his back, and under the dim light, the outlines of his graceful muscles were revealed. Immediately, his fiery arms wrapped around his waist, and he stood up with her in his arms, walking steadily towards the bedroom.

Sasami:...?

She has a premonition.

"What exactly do you want to do...?" She held his arm and asked doubtfully.

"Do what you love, of course," he said.

...Ya, Yalana Yika?

Sasami twitched her lips: "Didn't you just..."

The cooling time is not over yet, my friend!

If it doesn’t work, don’t force it, okay?

"Obey, let me down quickly... As the man behind me, you have to support my work." Her straight calves swayed, and she carefully swallowed back the parts that might hurt the male's self-esteem.

Obito paused, then walked on as if nothing happened.

"Turn it down, don't go. Take a week off first, and then you can set off to find Deidara." He said without thinking.

Sasami:? ? ?

How about settling your salary first?

Are you there, boss? Want to be hung up as a street light?

……

……

……

By the way, after that, he actually just slept with her in his arms.

Young boys learn bad things really quickly.

>>>

Because of the sudden "vacation", Sasami had to cancel the announcement for the next week.

Obito used her apartment as a vacation place. In the next few days, he quickly adapted to his new identity as a family man and started living with her in a decent way.

Sasami's self-care ability is quite poor, and it is common for her to contact a housekeeping company to take care of the housework. Now that a strange man lives in the house (by mistake), in order to prevent it from being exposed and making big news, the housekeeping work cannot be handed over to others.

To her relief, things were not as troublesome as she imagined - Obito was not only very familiar with housework, he could even cook.

Eating the fragrant rice, Sasami was almost moved to tears.

——Obito is so virtuous and capable in every sense of the word. She has really thought about whether it would be better to starve to death or be poisoned by the food she cooked...

In the day and night of chasing, the holiday gradually came to an end, and the beautiful dreamland where only the two of them existed finally ushered in the moment of awakening.

When Sasami woke up again, it was already the last afternoon of the holiday.

To avoid being photographed secretly, the curtains inside the house are dark in color and cannot be easily opened even during the day.

In the dim and turbid light, only body temperature revealed each other's existence. Warm breath swept over her ears, and the distant memories of living in an underground cave suddenly appeared in her heart at this moment.

It's "Uchiha Madara".

She witnessed the life of a dreamer and saw his dreams being constantly shattered. He picked up the scattered pieces and pieced together the original prototype unevenly.

The dream was broken again.

From then on, he no longer tried to restore the prototype of dreams, but instead weaved new dreams.

She witnessed a man's life, saw him rise from the dead in the dark night of Huangquan Kingdom, and sleep with her in the cold underground. He grew older and older until he died, and then handed over his name to another young man.

Since then, his designated successor, the new "Uchiha Madara", developed a new relationship with her.

In addition, this heir possesses some additional virtues:

Young, enthusiastic, live well.

She struggled to move the man's hand across her waist, and after confirming the time again, she said: "I'm going to work, Obito. Tell me what I should do..."

She couldn't wait to reunite with her old friend.

"Who is my partner?" she asked enthusiastically.

"...The Scorpion of Red Sand." Uchiha Obito sat up, and the quilt slipped away, revealing his naked upper body. The dim light shone on it, exuding a secret and rough feeling.

"Besides that, there are those I mentioned to you before, Uchiha Itachi."

Hiding his face under the mask, Obito returned to the appearance of "Madara Uchiha" again and added in a low voice.