Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

"It's a scary thought, but that's what I think. When I don't like you, we all get along well. You'd better pray that I will never have other thoughts about you. I say this, do you understand?"

After drinking alcohol, the oral mucosa is dehydrated, and the mouth becomes habitually dry, making you want to drink water.

Madara swallowed, licked his dry lips, and nodded silently.

The hand holding the hem of his clan robe moved, and his tone was particularly gentle. He knew that this was Shenwei's usual method of comforting him.

"Madara, be obedient and go back and have a good sleep."

However, this time, Madara was rebellious. He turned his face sideways and lowered his eyes to look at Kamui who was looking up at him.

The long-dried hair was spread smoothly on her back, with two strands on the left and right hanging down on her chest, making her beautiful face look much softer.

Madara's eyes were indifferent, but what he said made people speechless.

He said: "It's okay if you don't go, then I'll sleep next to you tonight."

As he spoke, he raised his chin towards Kamui, looking at the place next to Kamui's quilt.

Without any warning, he kicked Madara's calf, and Kamui stretched out his hand to push him, "Get out of here, get out of here, I don't care if you live or die, get out of here!"

Madara bared his teeth in pain and howled, "It hurts so much. Do you want to commit murder?"

"Zabugun, believe it or not, I'm going to do it now?"

Madara had never been able to stand very firmly, but now that his leg hurt, his balance was instantly broken.

The tall man fell down on the tatami with a thud. He looked pitifully at Kamui accusing him of his atrocities like a big cat.

Kamui didn't care that the guy was still drunk, and used his hands and feet to push the guy out who was lying on the ground and refused to move even half a step.

He pushed hard, and Madara grabbed the ground with both hands. Kamui even suspected that this guy had condensed chakra under his butt, and it was like adsorbing his whole body to the tatami.

Otherwise, why would it be so heavy and unable to be pushed away no matter how hard he pushed?

Madara took advantage of the situation and hugged Kamui into his arms, so that he could no longer push himself out.

The strong arms tied Shenwei tightly, and the steel bars generally could not be shaken. On the contrary, the more he struggled, the tighter he became.

So, how can he use his strength?

What a cunning!

Kamui glared at him angrily. Just as Madara opened his mouth to say something, the paper door of the room was pulled open from the outside.

A sleepy-eyed Izuna appeared at the door in confusion. He tried his best to look at it with his eyes wide open, but his head tilted and he looked confused.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

spot:"……"

Divine power: "..."

The movement here is really louder.

"Are you playing sumo wrestling?"

spot:"……?"

Kamui: "...!"

Madara hurriedly opened his arms, and Kamui quickly crawled out of his arms, still muttering, "Yes, yes, yes, sumo, it's sumo, and the winner was almost determined."

Quan Nai rubbed his eyes and came over to sit down. He looked at the two of them and said, "In that case, you can continue. I will be the referee."

Ah this...

The surrounding air became stagnant for a moment. Kamui and Madara turned their heads at the same time. You looked at me, I looked at you, and suddenly they didn't know what to do.

"Let's get started, decide the winner so we can sleep."

Madara coughed in embarrassment, "Speaking of Izuna, this sumo wrestling doesn't have to have a winner. We were just having fun just on a whim."

Izuna yawned and looked at Kamui, as if asking is this true?

Shenwei understood and nodded immediately. The sincere look in his eyes almost said "Please believe us" is engraved on his face.

Quan Na curled her lips, "I thought my elder brother was bullying my second brother."

Madara gave a short sigh, rubbed Quan Nai's head helplessly, and softened his voice, "How dare I bully him? Even if I did, he would bully me, okay? In this family, who do I dare to bully? you……"

Pointing his index finger at Kamui and Izuna, Madara complained with a slight smile, "Each of them dare to bully me."

When he said this, Izuna smiled instantly, and he fell into Madara's arms and acted coquettishly, "That's because my brother is very gentle."

"Hmm~" Madara didn't know how to continue his accusation for a while. After drinking, his face looked tired, but his eyes became as gentle as water after seeing Izuna.

"I originally wanted to wait for my brother to come back, but Ashue said that you might not come back tonight, so I couldn't hold it in and fell asleep."

It was because they made a lot of noise just now that they woke up the child.

Quan Nai and Ban Ni stood sideways for a while, their eyes caught sight of the wooden box on the low table, and Quan Nai also remembered the gift she had prepared for Madara.

"Brother, just wait, I'll get the gift I gave you."

Izuna stood up and wanted to run but Madara grabbed him from behind.

"Don't worry, just give it to me tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

The spot-headed man's eyes slowly became serious, and he said, "Quenna, come here and let me take a good look at you."

Izuna looked down at herself. She didn't quite understand what Madara meant by taking a look. She was still wondering in her heart, how many years had passed since she had seen her? Could it be that her brother still hadn't remembered her appearance?

Facing Izuna, who was kneeling in front of him as straight as a student, Madara rubbed the top of his head again.

His brother could no longer be treated as a child. He grew up and became an outstanding ninja in his own right.

In the past, even if Izuna had opened the Mangekyō Sharingan, Madara still thought that he was a child who could only stay behind him and be protected by him. This feeling was the same for Kamui.

However, now facing a younger brother who could successfully capture the tailed beast, he could no longer deceive himself.

Perhaps it was because their parents had left them, or perhaps because there were not many people close to him left, that Madara had this desire to protect them forever and regard them as weak.

But now, this wrong idea should change.

The hand on Quan Na's head became heavier, and an extremely proud and gratified smile bloomed on Madara's lips.

"Izuna, your performance this time was great, unexpectedly good. You are worthy of being my brother Uchiha Madara."

Izuna listened to Madara's words and looked at Madara's proud smile for him. He was stunned at first, as if he hadn't been able to fully understand what he had received.

He looked at Shenwei as if seeking confirmation, and Shenwei also smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

This time, he was finally sure that the compliments he had been looking forward to many times finally heard them from the people who wanted to be recognized the most.

Quan Nai lowered her head and smiled in embarrassment. In the warm light of the candlelight, a faint blush appeared on her fair face.

He scratched his hair, shy but a little proud.

But smiling, he pursed his lips and wanted to cry.

Tears filled my eyes, but I couldn't bear to fall down. I wanted to cry and laugh at other times.

Madara and Kamui put away their smiles and just looked at him silently.