Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

The three brothers have been competing with each other since the day Kamui became a ninja, especially Madara and Izuna.

Togakushi and Myoko died early, and Kamui went to Hinata for four years. Since those days without them, the two brothers have been competing with each other to improve themselves.

They opened the Sharingan one after another, and each improved their eye power. Because of their father's death, they evolved into the Mangekyō Sharingan at the same time.

Izuna's talent is not bad, but because Madara, as his older brother, is too strong, no matter how hard he tries, he can only live under Madara's "shadow", like the other side of the moon.

If things go on like this, Quan Nai will also have doubts about herself.

He doubts whether he really has enough strength to become the Uchiha elite among his tribe.

And whether he has enough achievements to allow him to stand beside his brother with his chest raised and be his right-hand man.

Over the years, my brother has steadily improved himself. Even his second brother, who used to be frail and sick, had a crotch-stretching ninjutsu, and had little talent for illusions, has become a latecomer.

It seemed like...he was the only one staying in place.

He was anxious and uneasy like this, but as an Uchiha, his pride in his bones did not allow him to tell others.

Pride doesn't allow it.

He knew that Madara and Kamui both loved him and regarded him as more important than their own lives.

But he wanted to be the armor, sword, and wings of his brothers. He didn't want to be just the baby bird hiding under their wings.

In this way, he urgently needs the approval of others, and the elite among the tribe can no longer satisfy him. He wants the sincere approval of his brothers.

And this almost obsessive recognition that he longed for finally arrived.

Madara looked at Izuna, who was crying and laughing, and frowned unconsciously. He exhaled slowly, as if the stone that was weighing on his heart had been removed.

Brothers, with almost identical blood, are obviously the closest people, but they have to compete to catch up and grow.

As the elder brother, he is like a big mountain standing in front of his younger brother. It is not easy to climb over.

This is an objective fact that he deliberately ignored before.

When I was envious of Kamui's physical skills and the ability of his third eye again and again, I should have thought that Izuna would be envious and jealous of me in the same way.

But he has never had a good chat with Quan Nai about this kind of thing.

Madara didn't blame himself in his heart, he always felt that it was because of his own negligence that made Izuna feel so aggrieved before.

Those grievances that have never been expressed are even more grievances.

Raising his hand to wipe away the tears that had fallen out of Izuna's eyes, Madara once again became an older brother who was especially gentle only in front of his brothers.

"Stop crying, you have always been my pride, Quan Nai."

"Yeah," Izuna hummed softly. He looked up at Madara and Kamui and found that both brothers were looking at him. He instantly became embarrassed.

He wiped his tears haphazardly and laughed through tears.

Over there, Kamui remained silent, just holding his chin with one hand and looking at the little crybaby.

He sighed silently and asked from his soul - How could there be someone in this world who could even cry so cutely?

Although he and Sasuke have almost the same face, Izuna has a completely different personality from the sixteen or seventeen-year-old Sasuke.

Izuna had not experienced the pain that Sasuke had experienced.

Although he frequently went to the battlefield and frequently witnessed the deaths of his tribesmen and friends, these were not done by the people closest to him or his favorites, and were essentially different.

Izuna's personality is more like that of Sasuke who had both parents and older brother by his side when he was a child, as warm as a little sun.

Shenwei has never been like this. He has lived cautiously and cautiously since he was very young, far away from his parents. He does not have the parental affection that children of that age long for, and there is no one who needs him to repay the affection of being a son and a brother.

The less he has it, the more he wants it; the less he is that kind of person, the more he longs to be that kind of person. Even until death, he still hasn't changed.

Kamui likes Izuna's smile and heart that are free of impurities and as clean as crystal.

This is something he can never get. The less he can get it, the more precious it becomes. He wants to protect this preciousness.

If anyone in this world dares to touch Izuna, he might wipe out the whole family, not even Tobirama.

In the past, he didn't understand why he had such a terrible obsession. He simply thought it was just because Quan Nai was cute, because Quan Nai liked him and was good to him.

Later, he gradually understood that it was not all because of those things, but also because of himself.

Izuna is almost one of the few good things about this ninja world in Kamui's mind. If this good thing is shattered, why is there any need for the world to exist?

This...is this the so-called bond of idealism, right?

When a candle was about to burn to the end, in Shenwei's room, he crossed his arms and frowned at the three quilts spread side by side.

Madara and Izuna lay down separately, looking at him with a rogue smile, as if they were saying, come on, come and sleep~

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Shenwei reluctantly walked over and kicked away a corner of the quilt.

Quan Nai pushed Madara on the other side, wailing as he pushed, "Brother, go sleep over there. You drank wine and haven't showered yet. I don't want to be next to you!"

The old monk pretended to be dead as if he was in trance, refusing to move an inch.

He retorted plausibly, "I'm drunk. If I fall asleep in the bathtub and slip into the water, I'll drown. Quan Nai, don't you want your brother anymore?"

After not seeing each other for a long time, he would never tell his brother that he didn't want to be separated from these two people for a moment.

Quan Nai bared her teeth behind him, like a cub protecting its territory, and almost let out a whine from her mouth.

"I don't care. You go over there. I want to sleep next to my second brother. My second brother has taken a bath and he smells good!"

Madara pretended to be silent and turned sideways, leaving only his back for Senna, but his eyes were bright when he looked at Kamui.

Kamui kicked off the quilt and looked down at him, with a mocking smile on his lips. He mouthed Madara, "How old are you? Are you childish?"

Madara raised an eyebrow and ignored his question.

He discovered that, as Hashirama said, it was particularly useful to play rogue with the people closest to him.

People who love you will condone your rogueness and unreasonableness.

"Brother, come over quickly. Don't pretend to be asleep."

"..." Ban just didn't say anything.

Izuna has a habit of sleeping with her hands and feet on people's bodies, using them as pillows.

He doesn't want Kamui to become that pillow. Call him despicable or petty, that's just how he is.

Quan Nai pushed for a long time, but when he saw that Spot was not moving at all, he finally gave up.

He snorted and laughed evilly, and in the next second, he put his hands and feet on Madara's body like a koala.

Well, I really have to be wary of whatever comes my way.

Madara had a sad face, already starting to feel tired for himself.

Not long after Kamui lay down, the candle burned to the bottom.

With a chirping sound, a puff of blue smoke floated up, and the room fell into darkness.

Izuna used Madara as a pillow, and Madara used Kamui as a pillow. Kamui was unwilling and kicked him unceremoniously.

"Get out of here if you don't want to sleep!"

In the dark night, Madara looked at the roof aggrievedly.

Quan Nai was already fast asleep, the sound of even breathing was in her ears, and her brother's arms and legs were still on her body.

Obviously we are all the same, but we really have the same people but different fates.

He was kicked, should he also...

Looking at Izuna who was still smiling in his sleep, Madara was reluctant to let go and silently lowered his raised leg.

He couldn't help but think angrily, what Hashirama taught was never useful.

You can’t learn it by yourself even if you teach it in vain, but you can’t teach it by yourself...

Sure enough, Kamui and Tobirama are different. What works for Hashirama is not the same for him.

What should I do? I’m so angry~

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