Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

But ah...

Every time, every time, so many times in the past four years, if Hinata Asuka really wanted to tell himself, then how could he not know anything?

That bastard was hiding it on purpose.

Madara stared with scarlet eyes and wished he could run to Hinata right now and kill that villain Hinata Asuka, but the person in his arms was still trembling and struggling, still scared.

Feeling wetness in his palms, Madara came back from his extreme anger.

The clan robe on his chest was tightly grasped by Kamui. He suppressed his cries and called the same name over and over again - "Madara, Madara, Madara, where are you? Don't you want me anymore? Madara, please help." I."

A slap landed on his face, and the crisp sound was quickly drowned out by the sound of rain and thunder.

His brows gradually furrowed, and Madara's pain was about to eat away at him.

Big tears rolled down silently and hit Shenwei's face.

The tears turned cold the moment they left his eyes and fell on Shenwei's cheeks. He shook suddenly and finally calmed down.

Madara bit his lip until it bled without uttering a whimper.

He seemed to see the helpless and desperate Kamui shouting his name in a dark space, holding on to slim hope and falling into endless despair.

But he didn't see or hear, and he didn't respond to even a single sound.

"Kamui," Madara cried and called his name, "it's me who should die!"

……

Half an hour later, Kamui finally calmed down in Madara's arms, and his distracted eyes gradually focused. The rumbling thunder was fading away, and even the lightning was weakening.

His eyes moved, and his moist eyes blinked.

Kamui looked at the face not too far away from him. It took him a long time to identify it before he realized that it was Madara.

"You... came to pick me up?"

Just this sentence made Madara's calm mood tighten again.

The cold wind poured into the mourning hall, and Shenwei's mind became much clearer.

He remained motionless for a while, realizing that he seemed to have confused reality and memories, and Kamui felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Ah, I... I seem to have had a dream, a nightmare." This lie became the last face he reserved for himself.

He forced his stiff body to sit up and pushed Madara away.

Madara was pushed and staggered, sitting on the ground staring at him.

Shenwei's face was extremely cold and embarrassing, and the orange light from the candle failed to add any color to his face. It was as pale as paper and bloodless.

Shenwei probably knew what happened just now, and the more so, the uglier his face became.

In the summer after Hinata Chenguang's death, he also had an attack during the summer of lightning and thunder. At that time, there was no one around him. When he had the attack and when he woke up, he was the only one.

Even if it was embarrassing, only he could see it, but now, that is no longer the case.

Madara didn't know how to talk to Kamui, but the anxious look in his eyes completely betrayed him.

Kamui gritted his back teeth and stood up with one hand on the ground.

At this moment, all the muscles in his body were still stiff, making it very difficult to move.

His body was swaying, and he might fall down at any time with every step he took.

He cursed in a low voice, hating his shaky legs and his fragile mental endurance.

"Divine power!"

Just when Kamui was out of the door, Madara finally couldn't help calling his name.

The anger, humiliation, anger and hatred that he had suppressed surged up all at once.

Kamui turned his face sharply, looking at Madara with a fierce look like a yaksha.

Madara hurriedly ran over to help him, but besides calling his name, Madara didn't know what to say.

"Go away, don't touch me."

"I...it's me, it's me." He couldn't even say his own name.

Shenwei's eyes were not blind, so of course he could clearly see who he was, but so what if it was him?

At this time, anyone approaching him made him feel extremely sick.

"Are you pitying me?"

"..." Madara didn't know how to express his feelings exactly at this time, but such silence made Kamui convinced that he was pitying him.

"Humph~" He laughed miserably, looking at the dark yard. The heavy rain was still falling, and from time to time there would be an icy wind blowing in his face.

"No matter what I have encountered, it is already in the past. I lost the bet myself and underestimated the evil of human nature. I cannot blame others."

"Shenwei,"

Shenwei ignored him and staggered out, holding on to the wall. Along the corridor to the other courtyard, he didn't feel much of the wind and rain hitting him.

My heart becomes painful and numb at the same time.

Only he and Hinata Asuka knew about his innocence, but even he himself couldn't remember what he said during the attack. Looking at the deep pain and sympathy in Madara's eyes when he looked at him, he knew that the other party would have misunderstood.

A man has been harmed by another person. This is a very embarrassing and embarrassing thing. Uchiha Madara probably believes that this is a fact.

For a few seconds, Kamui wanted to explain, but when he really opened his mouth, the words of explanation were stuck in his throat.

What's the point of explaining it?

So what if he is innocent, so what if he is dirty?

Is there anything more important than being alive?

He has never been a person who lives his life behind his back.

And who is Uchiha Madara? Should I care what he thinks?

Dragging his wet body back to his room, Kamui didn't change his clothes and just lay on the tatami fully clothed.

When lightning or thunder hits, he will still tremble uncontrollably. This may have become a physical memory, and he doesn't know how long it will follow him.

When lightning flashed, he closed his eyes tightly, and when thunder thundered, he tightly covered his ears.

Lightning pierced the sky, illuminating the area a little. Madara's tall figure was reflected on the paper door. He stayed here quietly, not having the courage to go in but feeling uneasy.

In this way, there seems to be nothing else to do except stand guard outside the door.

Kamui closed his eyes tightly, not seeing meant there was no lightning, not hearing meant there was no thunder.

He hoped that this thunderstorm night would pass quickly, so he counted over and over again.

In the early morning, the rain stopped. After the rain, the sky cleared, and the sun was exceptionally bright and dazzling.

Kamui knew that he couldn't just stay in the room and be an ostrich, so after taking a few deep breaths, he opened the door to the room and saw Madara sleeping leaning against the wall.

Ever since Tajima's death, Madara had hardly rested. He could fall asleep leaning against the wall, which showed that he was really exhausted.

His face turned cold briefly, Kamui put on a smiling face, and after a moment's hesitation, he reached out and poked Madara's cheek.

Waking up from his sleep, Madara slowly opened his deep eyes.

In front of him was a beautiful face, which was no longer pale except for a little haggard. He was squatting next to him, looking at him and smiling.

"Hey, are you sleepwalking? Why are you sleeping here?"

Madara blinked and looked at the smiling Kamui. It was dawn, the rain had stopped, and Kamui was back to his usual self.

Seeing that he was deliberately concealing what happened last night, Madara couldn't say anything without permission. He pursed his lips and pulled the corners of his mouth unnaturally, forcing himself to smile.

"Ah, that seems to be it."

Kamui stood up and threw two words to him, "Fool."

Not saying that he is stupid or stupid is already more polite. Fools are more or less cute, but stupid people know that this person is not smart as soon as they hear it, and stupid people are just stupid.

Madara felt sour in his heart. The more Kamui pretended that nothing was wrong, the more he felt sad.

His divine power is so pitiful!

This incident was like an inconspicuous episode on a rainy night. Because Shenwei pretended to be calm, he could only ignore it.

This time, Madara didn't say anything to Kamui, but silently swore in his heart that he would spend the rest of his life protecting him and never let him experience any pain or suffering again.

But what he doesn't know is that once you have a firm desire to protect someone, possessiveness will follow closely behind.

He didn't understand this at this time, he was very stupid.