Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

"Hmph~" Kamui couldn't help laughing, and reached out to untie the thin linen rope on the edge of the wine jar.

It was still dark, and even though Kamui's fingers were nimble, it was still a bit difficult to solve.

"Hey, I can't see clearly."

"Ah, wait a minute." As he said that, Tobirama climbed up on the ground.

I saw him condensing the fire attribute chakra on his fingertips, bending down here and there, and after a few times, several night lights gradually lit up in the originally dark yard.

The orange-red light swayed in the transparent glass jar, reminding Kamui of the text called "Little Orange Lamp".

Although the jar outside is not made of orange peels, the swaying firelight is the color of orange peels.

"Wow, how come there is this? It has always been there. I didn't notice it before." Shenwei looked surprised and looked at several lights with shining eyes.

The firelight of the night light reflected on Shenwei's dark eyes, shining like stars.

There was originally no night light here, and the night light under the corridor was far away from here and was not enough for lighting.

That day, the two of them agreed to enjoy the cherry blossoms and drink together after they bloomed. Tobirama was wondering whether to enjoy the cherry blossoms during the day or at night.

When the cherry blossoms bloom, the flowers are in full bloom, and the tree turns pink.

The flower had the color of day during the day and the tone of night at night. No matter day or night, he wanted to sit under the tree and chat with Shenwei.

Therefore, I quietly installed a few small jars here to use as night lamps.

When Kamui left, he originally thought that he wouldn't be able to use it anymore, but now it seems that his hard work was not in vain after all.

"Fuck, this lamp, this flower, this wine, why do you think it's so romantic?" Shenwei scratched his hair in distress, "Romance is not something that two grown men should feel, but It’s so weird.”

Tobirama didn't want to pay attention to his argument. The moment the lamp was lit, looking at the warm and soft light, Tobirama's mood became very good, and the fatigue caused by four hours of high nervous tension faded away. A lot.

He sat on the floor next to the wine jar again, looking at Shenwei with a heavy gaze.

Scratching his head with his fingers, Kamui suddenly remembered something. He asked Tobirama, "Have you ever gone into the room where I slept after I left?"

Tobirama didn't know what he wanted to do, but he still shook his head as an answer to his question.

It is true that he has never gone in again. When he goes in, he will think of the people who have lived in this room. This may make him feel even more uncomfortable. He simply doesn't go in until he is in a good mood.

"That's it, then you wait for me first."

Kamui disappeared on the corridor in a few steps. The paper door opened and closed. After a while, Kamui returned to the tree carrying a bundle.

"This is……"

"I knew you wouldn't eat it," he said, throwing the bundle at Tobirama's feet and telling him to untie it, "Whoever eats snacks is a grown man, only children will like it, right?"

How does Tobirama answer this? It's not because he doesn't like snacks, it's just that he simply can't think of eating them.

Moreover, he has to use his money wisely, and there will be no extra money to buy snacks. Furthermore, he is so busy every day and wants to take a rest when he has some time, so he will not even think of looking for it. Have some snacks.

When Tobirama unpacked the snacks, Kamui also untied the ropes from the two jars of green plum wine.

When the seal was removed, the aroma of wine mixed with a hint of plum flavor immediately filled the entire yard.

Shenwei took a deep sniff, and his smile became even brighter, "It smells good, smells good, the wine I brew is even more fragrant than the wine made by Ashue. I will start brewing this year and brew a few more jars. When the day comes when the village is established, Share it with everyone, others can only drink from one bowl, but you are different, I will give you a jar, is that loyal?"

"Hmph~" Tobirama snorted and made no comment.

It’s just one jar, it’s too stingy.

The green plum wine was poured into two wine cups. Compared with the deeper sake cups, the shallow wine cups were more bold and free-spirited.

The two hadn't seen each other for many days. They were originally divided into two camps. Even if they chatted, they didn't have much to say.

Neither of them knows how the other lives in their daily lives. Both men are interested in serious things, but they can't talk freely because of their different camps.

Compared to Kamui, who knows most of the plot, Tobirama is even more miserable now.

In this case, they simply didn't talk and just drank and ate some snacks sent by Quan Na.

Tobirama thought it was funny when he thought about how careful Izuna was at not giving him food.

Even though he knew that even if he ate it now, the other person would not know, Tobirama still ate more childishly, and tasted a little of almost everything.

The power of his mind can be seen at a glance. I didn't expect that Senju Tobirama, who has always been young and mature, also has such a childish and cute side.

Kamui pushed the snacks in front of Tobirama, not forgetting to tell him, "Eat more. I won't tell Izuna that you have eaten. He won't know."

Having seen through his thoughts, Tobirama lost his composure and retorted loudly, "Who is afraid of him? I dare to eat it even in front of him."

Seeing that Tobirama was about to explode, Kamui, as a master of hair smoothing, knew how to deal with it.

"Yes, yes, you are the most powerful. You are not afraid of anything."

Tobirama was a little embarrassed for a moment when he was being coaxed so obviously. He was originally one year younger than Kamui, but when he was coaxed like a child, he felt like he was turning into Izuna.

No, he doesn't want to become Senna.

He doesn't want to be a younger brother, he wants to be...

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, the moon finally disappeared in the sky, and the morning star became brighter and brighter.

Unknowingly, the two of them had finished the entire jar of wine. Unlike his eldest brother, Hashirama, Tobirama rarely drank alcohol, so he had not developed his drinking capacity at all.

When he drank alcohol, his fair skin turned a nice light pink color, the tip of his nose was red, and his eyes were red. Coupled with that stinky face that had never changed for thousands of years, he felt a little more aggrieved and pitiful.

Kamui glanced at him and mocked: "If anyone comes here at this time, they will think you have cried."

"..."

"And there is a high probability that I will take the blame and become the one who makes you cry." If so, he would have become the evil Uchiha.

"You're the one who makes me cry."

The words just came out of my mouth for no apparent reason.

It may be that after drinking, the emotions become fragile and the psychological defenses are loosened, allowing the emotions that can be restrained in sober fashion to be unsealed after being tipsy.

Tobirama stared at Kamui, his long eyelashes trembling slightly. After he said those words, he stopped talking, his lips pressed into a tight line, and he had a stubborn head that refused to give in after being wronged.

"what?"

Kamui didn't understand what Tobirama meant, so he tentatively called out again, "Tobirama?"

Being stared at by Tobirama was a bit uncomfortable. Kamui moved his shoulders and smiled awkwardly, "Are you drinking too much? Compared to Hashirama, your drinking capacity is really..."

"Why do you always compare me to my big brother?"

"Eh?"

"In your heart, I can't compare to my big brother, right?"

"I didn't think so."

"No," the aggrieved stubbornness became stronger, and Tobirama even leaned closer to Kamui.

"That's what you think. You said that I am my eldest brother's pendant. You said that I don't have my own dreams. I regard my eldest brother's dreams as my own. Now, now..." Tobirama sniffed and started to have some thoughts as he spoke. With a thick nasal voice, "You even compare me to him in terms of drinking capacity."

Damn, Kamui was completely confused.

Is the person in front of me who is aggrieved and accusing me Senju Tobirama?

That Senju Tobirama who is always steady, always calm, and always sinister?

No, he clearly looks like a love-starved child trying to please his eccentric parents.