Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Tobirama was in a very good mood after meeting the person he had longed for, and even the psychological shadow that the evil Uchiha Kamui had brought to him was temporarily forgotten.

That day, they sat under the tree and talked until late, until the sunset, which was like salted egg yolk, immediately set over the mountain.

This is among the woods. The towering old trees block most of the light. When the sun is about to set, the light in the forest is already dim.

It is also time to say goodbye.

Kamui jumped up and patted the grass blades on his butt, smiled and said goodbye to Tobirama.

Tobirama hesitated for a long time and asked him, "You still can't tell me about your family?"

"What do you think?"

There was no need to say too much, Kamui's words silenced Tobirama.

Tobirama was silent and nodded slowly, "I understand, but I will still come here. Those...those confessions are not false, Kagura..."

His eyes were firm, "Can you understand?"

Kamui looked at him for a while, squinted his eyes and sighed, "Ah," he nodded, "I understand."

How could I not understand? I understood it four years ago, but I didn't expect this guy to be so affectionate and remember me for so long.

Kamui understood, and the breath that Tobirama had been holding in his chest finally came out as he wished. Now, he just feels relaxed all over.

Kamui left, disappearing from Tobirama's eyes slowly.

Tobirama just watched him leave, just like every time in the past.

It was also at this time that Tobirama discovered that it seemed that the girl always left first, and he was the one who stayed and watched her leave.

He is no longer the boy he was four years ago, he has grown up, and he no longer wants to stay there and watch her leave, he wants to go side by side with her.

The white figure quickly disappeared among the lush trees, and Tobirama's eyes gradually became firmer as he looked in that direction.

He calmly withdrew his gaze, and then slowly squatted down.

He placed two fingers on the ground and closed his eyes.

He allowed himself to sense this area, and soon he sensed it.

This route forward…

Tobirama frowned suddenly, and he opened his eyes in confusion, his eyes full of doubts.

He could still feel it one second ago, but the next second, the person he wanted to sense seemed to have evaporated, disappearing from his range of perception in an instant, and was replaced by——

He sensed another, more powerful chakra, and he was no stranger to this chakra, having fought many times on the battlefield.

"Uchiha Madara, why is he here?"

Tobirama stood up suddenly and looked at the Nanga River outside the woods. It was empty there, and there was no sign of his eldest brother.

Uchiha Madara, who did he come here to see?

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The sunset kisses the sunset, and the green mountains ripple on the water.

On this day, Kamui was in a good mood and everything he looked at was pleasing to the eye.

When he went back to the other courtyard humming an unknown tune, Uchiha Madara had already returned from his mission.

Kamui opened the paper door of his room on the side of the yard and saw Madara standing in front of the wooden man in a daze.

"Hey," Kamui called him.

Madara heard Kamui's voice and turned to look at him.

At this time, Shenwei was leaning against the doorframe of the paper door with his arms folded, and there was a faint smile on his face, which looked quite soft in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Did this mission go well? You actually came back a day early."

Madara said nothing, looking at Kamui with a somewhat complicated look.

Shenwei raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's wrong?"

Madara pursed his lips tightly and looked unhappy. He stood there in silence for a while, then turned and returned to his room.

Such Uchiha Madara reminded Kamui of the time when he had just traveled through time. The same was true for Madara at that time. No matter what he did, he always seemed hesitant to speak, complicated, awkward and silent.

"What kind of wind are you smoking again?"

Before Shenwei finished speaking, he heard someone knocking on the door.

He lazily walked over, opened the paper door, and saw Madara standing outside the door.

"Ha~" Shenwei smiled, "It's strange that you actually learned how to knock on the door."

Madara ignored Kamui's sarcasm and handed over the paper bag in his hand.

It was an oil paper bag again. Just by looking at the package, Shenwei knew what was inside.

He took it and opened it to see, and sure enough, the candy man who had remained unchanged for thousands of years, this time, was in the shape of a cat.

"Is there any Izuna?"

Spot nodded, his eyes wandering, not knowing where he was looking.

Such abnormal spots are really hard to ignore.

"Come in," Kamui grabbed the collar of Madara's kimono and dragged him into the room.

Madara didn't expect that he would suddenly reach out, and he was startled. The moment he was dragged into the room, he instinctively waved away Kamui's hand.

At this moment, both of them were stunned at the same time.

He looked at his hands and then at Shenwei's face, which was gradually becoming colder. He didn't know what to do for a moment.

"me……"

I sat there for a long time and couldn't say a single word.

After all, Kamui noticed something strange. He also looked at his hand. He was surprised because he didn't expect it to be waved away.

"No touching?" he asked.

"No, I just..."

Kamui slapped Madara's chest twice in succession, and Kamui smiled with a smile on his lips, "Just touch it, what, you are missing a piece of flesh?"

Madara silently accepted Kamui's gentle slap, his mouth tightened into a straight line, and even his jawline tightened.

After "beating" someone, Kamui's mood improved. He licked the candy man in his hand a few times. The taste was nostalgic as always.

"This smell..." He turned around suddenly, with a look of surprise on his face, "Have you gone to Songjiang City?"

Madara nodded hesitantly.

"Then did you watch the sunset sink into the sea?"

This time, he shook his head instead. Madara originally wanted to say, what's the point of me going alone when you're not here.

However, right now, he was no longer in the mood to say that.

He was in turmoil inside.

Kamui walked over and sat down at the low table, and patted the seat next to him to greet Madara, "Come and sit, why are you standing there, young patriarch?"

Madara didn't think it was a big deal when others called him Young Patriarch, but when Kamui called him, there was always a sense of ridicule in it.

Madara obediently went to sit down. He didn't sit where Kamui's hand was clapping, but sat opposite Kamui.

Seeing Madara's cold and awkward look, Kamui cupped his chin and couldn't figure it out.

"What happened? Are we going to fight another ninja clan?"

Madara lowered his head, and after biting his lower lip for a while, he whispered: "I...I have seen Hashirama."

Now Kamui didn't understand even more. Why did he act like this when he met Hashirama that [-]?

"Did Hashirama say something?"

Madara finally raised his head, and when he saw Kamui looking at him with his chin in his hands innocently, he lowered his head again.

"Hashirama said that his father is ill, and it seems to be quite serious."

Senjubutsuma is sick, and as for Uchiha Tajima...

Kamui snorted lightly and suppressed the joy in his heart.

During the Warring States Period, wars were very frequent, and their average age was basically around 30 years old. Senjubutsuma and Uchiha Tajima were considered long-lived to this day.

Frequent wars take a great toll on the human body. Once you get sick, you will probably never get better.

The two of them are mutually recognized rivals. If they can go together, it will make room for Madara and Hashirama.

For Kamui, this is a good thing.