Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

He said he wanted to bully him, but Kamui had no experience in bullying.

What's more, it's early spring now. Even though the overall temperature in Yuno Country is higher than other places, the temperature is not so high that it doesn't feel cold even if the body is exposed to the air.

There is also a long and deep wound on the exposed skin. If it is not done properly, it may have damaged the kidneys.

We can't let him get another cold.

The corners of his mouth returned to their original positions, Kamui opened his eyes wide, and his expression became serious.

He glanced at Madara and warned him, "Bite tight, I won't be responsible if you bite your tongue."

After that, he used the burned kunai to cleanse Madara.

Madara is indeed very tolerant. After all, he is a man who can easily cut off his arm in the later period without showing any pain.

It's just that this man is still a little weak now, and he can't be compared to him later who has the Samsara Eye and the power of six paths.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead one by one, and even his breathing became unsteady, but Madara remained silent.

After debridement and disinfection, the wound was rinsed with disinfectant. The pain was undoubtedly like a handful of salt being sprinkled on the wound.

Madara finally couldn't bear it any longer, and he let out a trembling grunt, grabbing Kamui's wrist firmly with one hand.

His long hair was wet with sweat, his face was horribly pale, and even his eyes looked dangerous.

Shenwei patted the back of his hand to comfort him, "I know you're in pain. Grab it somewhere else. I'm busy."

Madara was very obedient, and the next second, his hand was on Kamui's waist.

This time, it was Kamui's turn to almost jump.

This bastard doesn't know where to hit, and he targets sensitive areas.

Don't touch a man's waist casually!

However, looking at Uchiha Madara's appearance, Kamui could only awkwardly let him go.

After disinfection, sprinkle with healing powder, and then wrap it around with bandages.

Shenwei complained while lingering, "I have never been so kind to anyone in my life. Seeing how I have saved your life time and time again, how do you repay me?"

The hot breath from Kamui's words tickled Madara's ears, and he sat there stiffly. Whenever the bandaged hand came to his lower back, Madara had the illusion of being held in Kamui's arms.

He felt embarrassed, embarrassed and at the same time inexplicably more happy, like a fool who was at a loss and at a loss.

Kamui neatly tied the bandage with his hands and feet, and then took out the sewing kit from the scroll.

The reason why this sewing kit is also placed in the scroll is thanks to Izumi.

At that time, when the two brothers were sorting out the things they needed to take when going out, Izuna casually threw the sewing kit into Kamui's scroll.

Kamui was speechless, thinking about throwing this thing out, but he had no choice but to throw it out, and Quan Nai immediately threw it back to him.

"I said, what's wrong with me, a grown man, carrying a sewing kit when I go out?"

Quan Nai disapproved and retorted: "Second brother's female beauty is passed down from my mother. Aren't you the ones who made many of the clothes I had when I was a child? Bring it with you. If my clothes get torn outside, I'll trouble my second brother to use this." A sewing kit helps me sew.”

Kamui had nothing to say. Even though he didn't know how to sew, Uchiha Kamui could, so that now he was "forced" to have this skill.

Unexpectedly, Izuna didn't use it, but Madara did.

Kamui used his eyes to visually measure the length of thread needed for Madara's torn clothes, and then bit the almost-long thread with his teeth, then started threading the needle skillfully.

Ah, he has no interest in mending and hates this feeling of proficiency.

"Take off your clan robe."

Madara frowned slightly, "It's too troublesome to take it off, so just wear it like this."

Kamui snorted, as if he was thinking of something far away. He looked a little confused and said calmly: "There is a saying that no one hurts when you wear clothes. Madara, you don't want no one to hurt you in this life."

Madara had never heard this statement before, and he was also curious about where Kamui heard it from, maybe...

Madara's eyes darkened and he pondered for a long time. After a few minutes of silence, he smiled lightly and said, "I have Izuna and you. You will love me, right?"

He was talking about Aizuna, but when Kamui saw Madara, he threw the question to him.

Madara's eyes were sparkling, as if there was a cluster of fire burning in his pupils.

He looked at Shenwei, and the persistence in his eyes seemed to be a question that must be answered.

Shenwei smiled and began to sew with his hands. He was not sure: "Are the three of us dependent on each other now?"

Madara exhaled slowly, the smile on his lips getting deeper than before.

His eyes were locked on the face of Kamui who was lowering his head and concentrating on sewing clothes. Kamui was sewing very seriously. After all, if he was not careful, he might sew the clothes together with the flesh.

Madara suddenly felt that he was not in so much pain. As long as he thought that his brother was still there, as long as there was Kamui around him, and as long as he was not living alone, he felt that having the whole world was nothing more than this.

"Why doesn't it count?" Madara said softly.

"Three people, one life?" Shenwei was stunned for a moment.

Madara didn't expect him to say this. After a brief moment of shock, he suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth and his voice was gentler than before.

"Well, three people and one life."

Kamui lowered his head and bit off the thread, and sneered for no reason.

How could he and Uchiha Madara share the same life?

They are all people who are afraid of death and will do anything to avoid death. They are all such people, right?

Kamui only helped Madara deal with the most serious injuries. For the other injuries, since he didn't know medical ninjutsu, he had to rush back to the clan as soon as possible and find medical ninjas in the clan to treat them.

"So, do you really want to hold on like this?"

Madara looked around and compromised, "Let's rest here for the night and continue our journey tomorrow. I'm worried about Izumi after being out for so long this time."

Originally, he wanted to persuade Madara to rest here for a few days, but when he mentioned Izuna, Kamui said nothing more.

Quan Nai's smiling face flashed through his mind, Kamui smiled unconsciously, and felt a little warmer in his heart.

Kamui helped Madara find a relatively secluded and flat place to spend the night. With Kamui by his side, Madara felt relaxed and safe.

Now that the task was completed, the tension he had been feeling was relieved.

After running around for a long time without a good rest, now in such a quiet forest, with Kamui watching over him, Madara fell asleep quickly.

The tall figure was curled up on the grass under the tree, sleeping soundly.

Looking at Madara's sleeping face, Kamui sometimes couldn't understand this group of people.

Because the ideal in their hearts can endure pain that ordinary people cannot bear, they obviously have the ability to protect themselves and have unrivaled strength. It is not necessarily certain that such people want to keep their families alive in an era of war. It's just difficult.

The family should be able to live a peaceful life in seclusion, away from the complicated world.

However, they just didn't do this.

You have to float up and down in the torrent of troubled times, licking blood on the tip of a knife, so that the final outcome is either the death of your loved ones or your own destruction.

Kamui always felt that Madara's dream of pacifying the ninja world was for fame and fortune. Even if he was a little concerned about the position of Hokage when Konoha was first established, it was purely because he didn't want to lose to Hashirama.

Such people really have the world in mind, right?

If he were still in the real world, he didn't think that as an ordinary person, he would have the ambitions of this group of people represented by Madara and Hashirama.

They are probably just like the group of people who achieved hegemony when history changed. They have a heart that cares about the country and the people, and they are still determined to work hard for this.

The bored Kamui picked up a strand of Madara's hair and used the tail to scratch his face, scratching him gently while making fun of him.

"Hmph~ So stupid."

Ban felt itchy, raised his hand to brush it away, turned over and continued to sleep.

Kamui looked at his back and thought, if he stabbed a kunai in at this time, Uchiha Madara would die on the spot.

There will no longer be a story of being used by Black Zetsu, and he uses Obito, and Obito uses Akatsuki, that kind of nesting dolls.

But ah...

This guy just carelessly pointed his back, which was never in front of others, at him.

Kamui discovered that if he thought about it carefully, Madara, who hated people standing behind him so much, never worried about being behind him.

He turned his back to him unpreparedly countless times, and no matter what he did behind him, he never said anything uncomfortable.

How trusting is Uchiha Madara?

Because he was suspicious, Kamui knew how difficult it was to gain a person's absolute trust and how precious this trust was.

If one day, Madara Uchiha knew that all that was left of his Kamui was an incorruptible body, but his soul belonged to someone else, what would he do?