Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

"Um...did you misunderstand something?" Shenwei smiled and retreated as far away from him as possible.

"Kamui, are you Kamui?"

Kamui:? ? ?

"Who am I if I'm not Kamui?" Kamui narrowed his eyes and looked at the face that was approaching him, "Who do you think I am?"

Tobirama stared at him, his eyes gradually becoming blank, he placed the wine cup on the ground, and his free hand touched Kamui's face without any warning.

With a thump in his heart, Kamui looked at Tobirama in surprise and began to notice something was wrong.

Kamui wanted to avoid Tobirama's touch, but the other side of his face was immediately held by another hand.

Kamui is now in a state where neither left nor right can break through. Such hot hands hold his face and fix it, preventing him from having any chance or possibility of escaping.

Even though Shenwei has some difficulty in receiving emotions and is relatively slow towards people's feelings, it's not like he hasn't watched TV series or seen what an emotional person looks like.

His eyes flickered as if to escape, and he was thinking about how to resolve the embarrassment at this moment.

Now Senju Tobirama is no longer the one he regards as the key to evolving his power. He needs the other person to help him do things in the future. He already regards him as a partner and friend.

The more he felt like this, the more Kamui didn't know how to dodge so as not to hurt this drunk guy.

"Tobirama, calm down."

"You want me to calm down at this time?"

"Uh... you'd better see clearly who I am. Today, I'm not a girl."

The crimson eyes gradually became moist with mist, filled with sad moisture.

"I know who you are." His fingers caressed Shenwei's cheek. The skin was more delicate than that of a woman, like porcelain.

His sticky eyes wandered over this face, and Tobirama could clearly see that he was the most authentic look of a man without wearing women's clothing.

The face he held in his hand overlapped with the face that appeared countless times in his dreams, either the girl Kagura, or Kamui himself.

Yes, he no longer cares about that, everything doesn't matter.

He may not care about anything, but what is going on with this person?

Frowning slightly, Tobirama stared at Kamui.

Kamui's expression of fear, embarrassment and not knowing what to do was completely displayed on this face. He still maintained the posture of holding the wine cup, and his body was so stiff that it was comparable to rigor mortis after death.

This kind of performance undoubtedly gave Tobirama another blow to the head. There is no point in being immersed in things like relationships one-sidedly.

The sticky gaze slowly changed, becoming sinister and cold.

Just when Kamui was about to cover his mouth with his palm again in search of final self-protection, Tobirama increased the strength in his hand. He fixed Kamui's head, and then hit his own head hard.

He gave Kamui a headbutt!

At that moment, forehead and forehead collided, and Kamui could see nothing but the Venus surrounding him.

He opened his eyes wide, and what he saw should be the eyes of the person in front of him with his forehead pressed against him, but his eyes turned white, and strings of gold stars were flying around in circles.

There seemed to be a roar in the ears, and white light filled the eyes. The wine cup held in the palm of the hand spilled a lot due to the shaking. The cherry blossom tree above the head seemed to also feel the tremor. The pink petals left the flower and fluttered down. In the fragrant wine cup.

The petals fell, ripples spread out in circles, and Kamui gradually regained his sight.

He wanted to call him crazy, but when he saw the closed eyes that were magnified in front of his eyes, those curses were suddenly stuck in his throat.

"...Tobirama?"

In the end, it just turned into a name that was called out cautiously.

The hand that was holding Kamui's cheek slowly loosened, and his upper body slowly retreated. Tobirama snorted lightly, with a bit of self-deprecation, and it also made people read a bit of loneliness.

"So, I said I'm not good at drinking and get drunk easily."

"Uh..." He opened his mouth, but Kamui didn't know what to say, so he simply closed his mouth again.

"Shenwei,"

"Huh?" Shenwei looked over quickly.

Tobirama's face was red, his eyes were red, and with his silver hair and white pajamas, he looked like a rabbit.

"I am who I am, not someone else's pendant. I have my own dreams. I have an independent personality. I am not a supporting role in other people's world."

Kamui bit the inner wall of his lower lip and listened quietly without denying him anything.

He suddenly came to his senses, even if Tobirama regarded his elder brother Hashirama's dream as his own, so what?

Helping your brother realize his dream, why can't this be regarded as a separate dream?

Seeing the cherry blossom petals floating on the wine, Kamui raised his head and poured it all down his throat.

The wine enters the sad intestines and burns all the way.

Kamui poured himself another glass, and he smiled faintly, "Okay, okay, I know everything. You are you. Among all the countries in the world, for thousands of years, there is only one Tobirama, the only one."

However, what he didn't know was that this unique Senju Tobirama from all over the world liked him.

If Tobirama didn't say anything, he wouldn't be able to feel it. He didn't even understand why the other party was angry.

"Kamui," Tobirama suddenly wanted to ask him a question. This question sounded very pretentious and not like a topic that men would talk about.

But at this moment, in the morning mist like light milk, he looked at the person sitting leisurely in front of him, and Tobirama just wanted to ask him personally.

Ask him: "Have you ever had someone you liked?"

the person I like?

Kamui was stunned. It took him a long time to react before he was sure that what Tobirama asked was what he thought he meant. He smiled awkwardly.

"No, I am naturally insensitive to things like feelings. Besides..."

"What more?"

Kamui did not continue speaking, but raised his eyelids to look at Tobirama, who was looking at him intently. At this time, no matter how slow he was, he had completely understood what Tobirama meant.

He has an emotional disorder, but he is not a fool, and he is not so stupid that he bubbles over.

On the baggage spread out in front of you, the clear wine in the two glasses rippled slightly. The morning breeze was stronger than before, blowing over the head. A few petals fell sporadically, landing on the top of the head, shoulders and the wine glasses.

Kamui narrowed his eyes unconsciously. He stared at Tobirama for a while and laughed to himself.

"Tobirama, you see clearly, the person in front of you is a man, Kamui himself, not the pretended Kagura."

Just this sentence made Tobirama's eyes turn red again.

He didn't say a word, just stared at Shenwei. He looked like a big dog who went out to fight but was surrounded and suppressed. In the end, he not only lost the battle, but also suffered injuries all over his body.

Shenwei looked at him with a sly smile, "I see you are drunk so I won't care about you. Don't provoke me while you are drunk and crazy."

Speaking of which, Kamui left enough room for the two of them to make a difference. If Tobirama was smart enough, he should have taken advantage of the situation and climbed down the stairs.

but--

The lip line is tightly pursed, the mandible line is tense, Tobirama's upper and lower teeth bite together tightly, and the masseter muscles gradually become clearer.

"Oh, you were right, weren't you?" Shenwei sighed irritably and murmured in a low voice, "If I had known that it would turn out like this in the end, I wouldn't have teased you at all. Feelings are such a thing, Sure enough, it’s untouchable… Ugh!”

Before he finished speaking, Kamui was completely stunned. The person sitting opposite him had already leaned over again.

He held his hands on the ground, with only his head closest to him.

……