Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

His fiery big hand was grabbed by someone, and Tobirama, who was dazed, heard a cold voice scolding him above his head.

The voice was cold and low, with some unspeakable threatening meaning.

"If you dare to touch again, believe it or not, I will chop off your paws?"

Tobirama felt a little aggrieved and frowned even more.

Why did eldest brother change his voice and become so fierce?

It's been a long time since he gave his elder brother any advice on how to kill Uchiha Madara. How could he still be so vicious?

"Brother...I feel so uncomfortable..."

Apart from calling him brother over and over uncomfortably, Tobirama seemed unable to say anything else.

In his mind, he couldn't help but think of those scenes with Tobirama in the past. Finally, Kamui sighed and suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Glancing resentfully at Tobirama's bitter face that was wrinkled with discomfort, Kamui's tone softened.

"Seeing as you were really kind to me in the past, I won't argue with you for the time being," he stretched out his hand to tug at Tobirama's cheek, who had no ability to resist, and Kamui snorted with a half-smile.

"Damn bastard." He laughed.

When Hashirama came back, Kamui was still there, but after seeing him entering the door, the other party stood up from the tatami neatly.

Kamui wrapped his haori tightly, his face expressionless. Even when Hashirama thanked him, he nodded perfunctorily.

So anxious to leave?

Hashirama looked at the departing Kamui, and some of the two-foot-long monks were confused.

When he closed the door and walked to Tobirama to spread the quilt, he discovered the basin of cold water.

The water was placed an arm's length away from Tobirama, and the wet towels were folded squarely on the edge of the basin.

Hashirama blinked a few times and turned to look at his brother. The redness on Tobirama's face had faded a lot, and it was hard to tell without looking carefully.

He put the back of his hand against Tobirama's face, and the heat subsided, making it cool and clean.

Hashirama smiled and lay down, thinking to himself that Kamui was probably the same as Madara, who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Even though he said he didn't want to help, Tobirama wasn't taking such good care of him.

As expected, the Uchiha people are all arrogant and a bit cute.

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Even though Tobirama was drunk, his biological clock was not messed up.

The next morning, when he woke up with a frown on his face, his eldest brother Hashirama was still sleeping next to him. He didn't know what year it was.

He rubbed his brow with one hand and sat up. The hangover came back at this moment, and his head felt dizzy, making him feel quite uncomfortable.

Tobirama looked at this room. He had lived in it once before and he recognized where it was at a glance.

Not far away, a basin with a towel was sitting there quietly. He was stunned for a moment, and some pictures vaguely appeared in his mind.

He felt as if he was in a dream, dreaming of divine power.

He dreamed that he was holding Shenwei's hand against his hot face. Shenwei's hand was cold and felt extremely comfortable when pressed against it.

He may have done something even more extreme, such as holding the arms in the dream in his arms, or suddenly exerting force to hold the person in his arms.

Regardless of the man's resistance and struggle, he pressed on tightly.

"Hmph~" Tobirama laughed to himself, feeling that he was hopeless.

He was no longer sleepy, so he got up early and went to soak in the open-air hot spring in the backyard for a while. It was rare for people to get up and take a bath at this time. The huge hot spring pool seemed to be reserved for him.

The constant-temperature water of the hot spring soaked away all the fatigue and dullness in the body after the hangover. When he tidied himself up and went back to the room again, he heard Hashirama's slightly anxious voice while walking on the stairs.

"As soon as I opened my eyes, Tobirama was gone. Could it be that he hasn't sobered up yet because he was so drunk, and then got lost?"

Tobirama rolled his eyes, he couldn't stand Hashirama's thinking.

He was about to remind Hashirama out loud, but before he could speak, a familiar voice came into his ears.

"It's been a night, so you're not still drunk. Aren't you very perceptive? Why don't you feel it?"

The steps on the stairs paused, and Tobirama stood still.

This voice was so familiar to him, cold and distant, with a faint teenage tone.

Why is Kamui here? Has he not returned to the Uchiha clan yet?

"Yes, yes, you can feel it. I didn't see him when I woke up. I forgot about him in a hurry."

"No need to feel it, I'm here."

Tobirama appeared at the stairs with a cold face. He glanced at the two people over there and walked over calmly.

"Why did you go there so early in the morning?" After asking, Hashirama immediately understood after smelling Tobirama's refreshing scent. He complained to his younger brother, "Why don't you tell me when you go to bathe? I thought you lost it."

Tobirama was speechless and glared at him, "You were sleeping very deeply at that time. Besides, I'm not a child. Can you throw me away?"

Kamui looked at Tobirama with a half-smile. Tobirama never looked at him directly, but he kept looking at him from the corner of his eyes.

Kamui smiled like this, and Tobirama just felt awkward. He couldn't tell what it was like, it just felt weird.

Fortunately, Kamui did not stay like this. He smiled, patted Hashirama on the shoulder and said, "It's okay now. Your brother is back, so you can rest assured."

Hashirama chuckled and asked him, "Would you like to have breakfast together? It's almost time for breakfast."

Kamui shook his head, turned around and walked to his room, "No, we will go back after changing clothes, next time."

Next time, Hashirama now understands that the so-called next time is far away. After hanging out with Kamui a few times, he knows Kamui's speaking habits.

Tobirama stayed aside quietly. Only when Kamui turned around did he dare to stare directly at him.

Before, they would have wanted to talk, but now...

In the Uchiha clan's mansion.

There was no light in the room and it was extremely dark.

The sun has set, leaving only a little bit of the afterglow shining through the paper door.

Kamui leaned against the wall, looking at the crumpled and flattened paper repeatedly in his hand.

He didn't know why he wanted to read this piece of paper, he just couldn't help it.

His fingers touched the wrinkle marks on the paper over and over again. No matter how hard he tried to smooth the paper, the wrinkled marks were still there.

Shenwei had been silently looking at the writing and folds on the paper in a daze. He didn't wake up until the sound of Ashue's footsteps coming to light the night lamp came from the corridor.

It didn't matter in the first place, it was just that a friend might become a stranger in the future.

But... Kamui smiled bitterly.

Has he and Tobirama developed a bond of so-called friends? Is this the kind of bond that he wanted to have with him more than six years ago?

The kind of bond where after you kill Tobirama, your heart will hurt and your spirit will be stimulated, making it possible to evolve the power of the eyes?

He was at a loss. He had never been able to control these emotional matters well, and he didn't know who to turn to for help.

However, he was a little regretful. He didn't have many friends in the first place, but now, it seems that even Tobirama has been lost.

Did you make the wrong move?

This is obviously the best way to get what you want without wasting a single soldier.

No, that's correct.

However, because of this step, he seemed to have lost a friend.

Oh my friend……