Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

In the following period, after setting a barrier on this place, with Madara's assistance, Kamui tried to use the ability of the third eye several times.

The more times he tried, the more certain he became about what this eye was.

Although the appearance is not similar, the capabilities are actually overlapping.

Gravity, repulsion, and the five-second time difference, it is impossible to say that it is not the ability of the Samsara Eye.

Kamui, who has read the original work, knows more about the ability of the Samsara Eye than anyone else in the world now, but it seems that it is not just a simple Samsara Eye. It seems to have a more terrifying power in it. As far as Kamui's physical fitness is concerned I didn't dare to dig deeper.

This eye was given to him by the system to save his life. Previously, he couldn't control it because his body couldn't keep up. Given time, if Hashirama's cells work on this body, then it will only be a matter of time before he can control it.

After experiencing the alien war, the Samsara Eye is no longer that powerful.

But during the Warring States Period, in this era when the alien Kaguya was regarded as a myth, how many people could see the reincarnation eye appearing in the world?

Even Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama never dreamed at this period that these eyes would one day appear in Madara's eyes.

Because of the appearance of Kamui, the "invading" character, Madara experienced the ability of the Samsara Eye in advance.

The chakra in the body has not been excessively lost, and Kamui does not need to absorb other people's chakra to replenish it. Besides, it is not a life-or-death moment when both want to die together, so there is no reason to release the ghost of Rashomon.

Madara had been watching fearfully, planning to step forward and seal the third eye on Kamui's forehead when he couldn't control the ghost of Rashomon.

The bandage with the seal in his hand has never been used, and the attraction and repulsion displayed by Kamui are something Madara has never seen before.

The roots of a century-old tree are tangled underground and extend for more than ten or twenty meters. Divine power can uproot an ancient tree dozens of meters away with just one hand and suck it in front of itself.

How much does a tree weigh like that?

A normal ninja, more than a dozen people might not be able to move it at all, but Kamui can easily flick it away with a wave of his hand.

Such strength is not under his own Mangekyou Sharingan. Even with Susanoo's bonus, he may not be able to gain the upper hand.

The bandage in his hand was tightened and tightened, and looking at the panting Kamui, Madara's heart was very complicated.

He couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in. It reminded him of the time when the two of them competed in physical skills together when they were teenagers.

At that time, Madara felt this way when he saw the Kamui who could defeat him in a physical contest after only training for a short period of time.

While he was pleased that Shenwei had such terrifying strength, he was also a little jealous.

This kind of mentality makes Madara feel very guilty. Someone with such strength is a Kamui.

She keeps saying that she likes him, and she believes that she really likes him.

But when I saw that he was far stronger than me, I felt very uncomfortable.

Men may have this spirit of refusing to admit defeat deep in their hearts, no matter if they are facing parents, brothers, friends or lovers.

But Madara is still rational after all. He told himself that it is a good thing that the power of the gods is strong. Only strong people have the ability to protect themselves. Even if he cannot protect him, he will not let others slaughter him.

That's fine.

Madara never felt that he was such a tolerant person, but he had done too many things against Kamui that went against his own psychology.

That's how it is to like someone. There is a hint of preference in his mind. In his eyes, this person is different from everyone else in the world.

The pride he had always felt made him reluctant, but in the end he would still compromise and change for this person.

Compared with ordinary ninjas, Kamui's body is still too weak. His body is not strong enough to support his daily practice. It is common for him to practice one day and rest for three days.

During the rest days, in addition to the daily ninja training, the two of them rarely could walk in the forest together and talk together.

It was like a sudden vacation.

Madara has been active on the battlefield since he was a child, and he has rarely lived such a quiet life, abandoning all disturbances.

Kamui could always see the confusion that Madara showed from time to time. He persuaded Madara to go back home, but Madara refused to say anything.

"I'm not worried about you being here alone."

"I'm not a child."

"Don't worry about that." Madara said seriously.

Looking at him like this, he looks like a dog that will stay by its owner's side until death.

Kamui curled his lips, smiled, stretched out his hand and pulled Madara's cheek, "You don't really think you are my vicious dog, do you?"

Madara was a little confused by Kamui's words, "What do you mean by that?"

Shenwei was walking in front with his hands behind his back, but when he saw him asking questions, he turned around again.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, coating the person's body with a layer of gold.

Kamui took a step back and raised his eyes to look at Madara. He smiled lightly, and there was a touch of gentleness in his whole person.

Touching the cheek that he had just pulled, Shenwei smiled and said: "Just like a dog guarding its master, you guard me in the same way. So, do you really think of yourself as my vicious dog?"

"..." Madara tightened his lips, not knowing what to do.

It was somewhat embarrassing to admit that he was a powerful vicious dog, but that night on Xiyuan Temple Street, he had already recognized this identity from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't look like this, as if I've bullied you."

Madara shyly avoided it, turning his head to look at the flowers and plants next to him.

Summer is here, plants are growing wildly, and wild flowers of various colors are blooming in the forest. Butterflies and bees fly together on one flower after another as if they have made an appointment, working harder than the busiest person in the world.

"What expression did I show..." he asked very quietly.

"Hmm..." Shenwei thought about the wording, "Like a dog about to be abandoned by its owner, his eyes are stubborn and aggrieved, but occasionally he will show his fangs to people and make threatening whine from his mouth."

Madara's eyes flickered, and the face of a dog already appeared in his mind.

I don't know what he was thinking about, but after a while, his fair face turned red again and again.

Madara himself knew that this was not good, but because the other party was Kamui, he couldn't control his heart.

He knew that feelings were a burden in such troubled times, but he had feelings again.

Beautiful flowers will bloom even in the mud. He is a normal person, and his emotions have not been wiped out. This is normal, isn't it?

He admitted that perhaps many times, he looked at Kamui as if he were looking at a master who might abandon him at any time, a master who would one day go to his lover Tobirama and leave him alone in the Uchiha clan.

But Kamui told him before that he didn't like Tobirama that much.

In this case, why does he still have this feeling of being abandoned at any time because he is worried about gains and losses?

Madara looked at Kamui in confusion, with resentment in his eyes that he was not even aware of.

At this moment, he seemed to understand what Kamui said that day.

When you like someone, you not only have armor, but also have weaknesses.

Uchiha Madara has always been a being who is not afraid of heaven and earth. He is not afraid of extremely high martial arts, nor is he afraid of rumors in front of and behind the scenes. He does not even care how future generations will evaluate him a few years later.

He is the arrogant Shura in the world, and he always only believes in his own strength.

He was such a wild and unrestrained man, but because he had a sweetheart, he became a fierce horse who was unwilling to be shackled.

The fierce horse was forced to become docile.

Vicious dogs are worried about being abandoned.