Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

In fact, for Kamui, kissing while awake may cause physical discomfort.

However, when I think about it, if everyone is a man, there is no need to be responsible for anyone, and it seems that no one will suffer.

When he was in school, he had seen some boys who were close to each other make jokes about it, and he had never seen good brothers fall out with each other.

So, it’s not a big deal, right?

Holding the two swords in his arms tightly, Kamui sneered and closed his eyes in worry. Uchiha Madara was different from the playful students in school.

This was the Warring States Period, and his old-fashioned personality was really...

I originally wanted to say thank you, but I put it on hold because of that horrible idea.

Kamui dragged his tired body back into his shell like a snail, and he also returned to his room.

Life is still going on in the same way, and apart from being a little awkward, there is no other discomfort.

Uchiha Madara is a ruthless person after all. He is ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself.

In the days since then, he has recovered his mood and returned to his previous state.

I thought he was weird at first, but now that I saw him appearing in front of me as before and talking like before, Kamui felt that I was worrying too much.

That kind of thing definitely did not happen between them. If it did happen, according to Madara's personality, he would definitely not just hide from himself. Maybe he would come to take responsibility like some women did.

Thinking this way, Shenwei felt clear in his heart, and the haze was swept away.

The heart that had been hanging before finally fell back to its original position.

The elders' meeting ended in the study that day. After several elders left, Quan Nai also worried about some clan affairs and left in a hurry.

In the originally noisy study room, Madara and Kamui were the only ones left in an instant.

The several opened scrolls had been read, and Madara re-rolled them one by one and put them on the bookshelf on the entire wall behind him.

During this period, there were only the two of them in the study, and the two of them chatted together.

We talked about some of the current situations in the ninja world, about which ninja clan would be more beneficial to win over or attack first, about whether the establishment of a village should be put on the agenda, and about the daimyo trying to find excuses to reduce the funds allocated to them.

Uchiha Madara is no longer as awkward as he was a few days ago. Although he is still a little gloomy, his tone of voice is very gentle.

Seeing that he had returned to his previous appearance, Kamui was relieved.

There was a low table placed in the small area against the east wall, and he was reclining next to the low table very comfortably.

Speaking of this low table, Tajima put it there originally. It was not used for working and drinking tea. It was used to hold the chessboard given by others.

Later, when Tajima died, Madara never took the chessboard away in memory of his father. It has been placed here like this for more than two years.

Kamui once sat on this low table with a chessboard and was humiliated by Tajima, before being told that he was about to be sent to Hinata as a proton.

At that time, Tajima also told him that he was chosen by Madara Uchiha, and for this, he had hated Madara for a long time.

Even now, he still has resentment towards Madara.

Why would such an emotional Uchiha sacrifice him? Why couldn't Uchiha Madara, such an emotional person, resist his father? Why wouldn't he take him away?

Of course, Kamui also knew that Madara did not have such ability at that time. Even if the two teenagers escaped, where could they go?

Hate is the same thing as love. Once the seeds are planted, they will take root and sprout. However, it is like the grass on the prairie. Once it breaks the ground, it will grow like a prairie fire.

Now, looking at Madara in front of the long case, Kamui's mood towards him can be described as quite complicated and strange.

Wearing a white kimono, her long hair was tied high on her head, and Kamui lay lazily tilted there.

Putting the scroll away, Madara turned around and saw Kamui staring at him with a smile.

The front of his kimono became a little looser because of his posture, and a large area of ​​his jade-white chest was exposed. A strand of black hair lay on his collarbone, making him look like a lazy, seductive and seductive male seductress.

Especially that smile. People with peach blossom eyes tend to look more affectionate when looking at others. At this moment, Kamui rested his elbows on the tatami and played with a strand of his hair with his slender hands. His appearance was so attractive.

A joking smile spread across his lips, and his eyes became more bent.

His heart suddenly began to beat irregularly. Madara had to exercise great restraint to look calm and unhurried, but the fingers hidden behind his back had already pinched white marks on the palm of his hand.

It looks calm on the surface, but in fact, there is already a turbulent undercurrent under the calm appearance.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Shenwei laughed twice and said, "I had a dream a few days ago, and in the dream I kissed a girl."

When Madara heard this, no matter how well he pretended, his expression didn't look the same as before.

He looked at Kamui with some fear, but Kamui squinted his eyes and looked out the window, not noticing his discomfort at all.

Outside the window, the cherry blossom trees were pink and white, like clouds.

The weather is getting warmer and the cherry blossoms are blooming in time for the season.

"It felt a bit too real. Later I found out that you were always avoiding me. I was still wondering if I was confused in my dream and kissed you as a girl when you went to my room to cover me."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at Madara with a smile, "Now it seems that I have been worrying too much, and I am still thinking about what to do. I am not a woman, and I can't commit myself to you, and neither are you." Girl, I can’t marry you.”

"..."

"Fortunately, it's just a dream."

Madara looked at Kamui's cynical attitude and asked him after being silent for a while: "If it were true, what would you do?"

Shenwei Jian raised his eyebrows and continued to smile: "So you can also joke, but it's not funny at all."

Seeing that Madara kept looking at him, Kamui added, "It doesn't matter if it's true. We are all men, and no one will suffer."

"Hmph -" Madara laughed coldly, thinking to himself, no one will suffer.

So, has he ever suffered anything from Tobirama?

"Ah, fortunately it was just a dream of yours, otherwise, I would have felt like I was at a disadvantage."

"That's right," Shenwei said calmly, "After all, the patriarch is going to get married in the future, so I'm afraid he will feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable."

The word "marriage" was a bit harsh in Madara's ears, but at this moment, he didn't say anything, as if he had acquiesced to such a day.

"Thank you for the knife."

After coming back from his unconscious daze, Madara looked at Kamui a little stupidly, "What?"

"Hagoromo Reika's two knives," he smiled, "I just need them and I like them very much. There is nothing more satisfying than carrying the trophies with you."

Madara curled his lips and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I brought it back because it made sense, Kamui, this is your first trophy."

Shenwei also smiled, and that smile was meaningful. He shook his head, his eyes falling on nowhere.

He said: "No, this is not my first trophy."

"what is that?"

Kamui let go of the hair between his fingers, looked a little more serious, glanced at Madara lightly, and smiled: "You will need it in the future..."