Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

"You do not trust me?"

Madara naturally believed it, but he just didn’t think it was necessary.

In this world, besides Izuna, who else can compare with Kamui, and who is worthy of Kamui using his own blood to save?

Kamui took advantage of Madara's distraction and took back his hand, staggering towards Hashirama step by step.

It was indeed unnecessary, but Mito was hurt by Kyuubi because of himself. He didn't want to owe the other person this favor, so he had to repay it.

In this world, it is fair to repay debts and exchange one thing for another, but relationships are the most difficult to deal with, whether it is family, friendship, love or favors.

Love is a very ethereal thing that cannot be measured or exchanged with anything tangible.

The longer the debt went on, the harder it would be to pay it off, so he would rather pay it off now.

Kneeling heavily in front of Hashirama, Kamui rolled up his sleeves without hesitation.

"Kamui," Tobirama called him in a deep voice before he raised his arm.

Kamui went to look at him, but Tobirama didn't look at him.

Tobirama lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered most of his red eyes. Coupled with the dim light, it was impossible to see clearly what he wanted to express.

At the same time, Tobirama's hand also grasped his exposed wrist.

Tobirama used a lot of strength, and it was a bit difficult for Kamui to break free at this moment.

"The door..."

There was a strong sigh in this voice, but Tobirama still didn't look at him, but stubbornly grabbed Kamui's wrist and wouldn't let go.

Madara from a distance looked on with a cold face, but this time, he didn't want to stop Tobirama.

He knew that both of them were sincerely doing Kamui's good at this time.

No matter it was him or Tobirama, they didn't want Kamui to give his blood to others again, or to be treated as a living blood bag again.

Hashirama couldn't understand what was going on at this moment. He looked at the embarrassed Kamui, and finally his eyes fell on Tobirama's face.

No matter how slow he is, he understands that the obstacle now is Tobirama, not Kamui.

"Between the door?"

The lowered eyelashes trembled, and Tobirama looked at his elder brother uncontrollably. The begging on Hashirama's face made him unable to ignore it, and he had to be moved.

Kamui took advantage of his distraction, pulled out his wrist, and then bit it down very quickly.

The sword eyebrows suddenly wrinkled when he saw this scene. Hashirama looked at him in confusion and surprise. Under the moonlight, he could vaguely see the dense tooth marks on Kamui's raised wrist.

Tobirama's always gloomy face finally had a different expression because of Kamui's move.

He glared angrily at the man who put his wrist on Mito's mouth, and his already red eyes became even more blood-red.

"Uchiha Kamui, you..."

"Stop talking." Kamui stopped Tobirama softly.

Hashirama's eyes wandered back and forth between Kamui and Tobirama's faces. Seeing Tobirama's unsurprised look, it was obvious that he knew something.

Was it because he knew that he wanted to stop it?

He looked at his brother as if asking for advice, but Tobirama didn't look at him at all.

Tobirama pursed his lips tightly in restraint, but his eyes were full of resentment.

Kamui's breathing was a little faster, and his eyebrows gradually wrinkled.

After the unconscious Mito felt the warm liquid flowing into her mouth, out of a person's instinct to survive, after a brief period of stiffness, she soon distinguished the difference in the blood, and because of her survival Let her start sucking actively.

This itchy and painful feeling is very uncomfortable.

Kamui frowned and closed his eyes, his face paler than paper.

The chakra itself is almost used up. At this moment, the eyes on the forehead are still exposed, continuously absorbing and consuming the chakra of the main body.

Kamui felt dizzy and his body was shaking again and again.

Madara stood beside him and stared at him nervously. The returning full moon rubbed against Madara's knee. Madara lowered his head and saw the bandage in Full Moon's mouth.

He hurriedly tied the bandage with the seal back on, and it was only then that Hashirama noticed that there was not a wound on Kamui's forehead but an eye.

It was at this moment that he looked at Shenwei with something strange.

However, in this situation, Hashirama became the one who received the least attention. No one paid attention to him, and no one noticed his abnormality.

Ten minutes later, Kamui took back his hand with difficulty. After taking his hand back, he fell into Madara's arms.

Obviously it didn't take long, but in their eyes it seemed like several days had passed.

Madara glanced at Mito who had closed his eyes and fell asleep with disgust, and the look in Hashirama's eyes became much colder.

Hashirama opened his mouth to say something to Madara, but felt that it was inappropriate to say anything at this time.

Should I say thank you or apologize?

And... in what capacity did he do this?

Fortunately, most of Madara's attention was on Kamui, and he didn't have any extra energy to take care of Hashirama and Mito.

Kamui looked at Tobirama weakly, indicating that he could continue to rescue.

"My life has been saved, but my injury has not healed. I still need to trouble you..."

Tobirama didn't say a word, but he didn't let Kamui continue talking. He consciously treated Mito again, but his eyes kept glancing in Kamui's direction intentionally or unintentionally.

Kamui was taken aside by Madara. He sat on the ground and used Kamui as a human cushion. Man Yue spit out the remaining pill from his mouth, and Madara filled Kamui's mouth.

Kamui shook his head and tried to avoid it, but Madara did not coddle him in this matter.

Half scolding and half coaxing, he forcefully pinched Shenwei's mouth open, but Shenwei couldn't resist him and could only glare at him with a bitter look on his face.

Man Yue snorted arrogantly next to her, very dissatisfied with the fact that Shen Wei disliked his saliva. If Shen Wei was alone, Man Yue would have to scold him.

Now, Ban is also here. He is very afraid of Ban, so he doesn't dare to say anything. He doesn't dare to do anything else except snorting to express his dissatisfaction.

After taking the pill, Shenwei felt that the pain in his body was significantly relieved, and the pain was relieved and it would not be too painful.

He leaned in Madara's arms with peace of mind, and Madara leaned against him without any complaints. It was already midnight, the temperature was getting lower and lower, and Kamui was already afraid of the cold. At this moment, he could only find some warmth by shrinking in Madara's arms.

The more Kamui clung to his chest, the better Madara's mood became.

The feeling of being needed was satisfying, he was finally useful to Kamui, not just a drag as Tobirama said.

Madara lowered his eyes and looked at the melancholy Kamui. He closed his arms and pressed the person into his arms. His voice was rare and gentle, "Is this better?"

After taking the medicine, Kamui quietly closed his eyes and rested. Apart from the impact of the Tailed Beast Jade explosion, he himself did not suffer any serious injuries. It was just that he consumed too much chakra too quickly and his physical condition was really poor. Exhausted and weak now.

He defied every Kyuubi's attack skillfully, which was completely different from Mito being hit without any defense.

Now he is more like Kakashi when he rescued Gaara Kazekage. After consuming too much chakra, his body fell into stiffness and paralysis. If the Kyuubi had not been sealed in time, his end might have been Pain entering the village. Kakashi will die of exhaustion.

Although Kamui likes the reliable Kakashi, he is also helpless that he and Kakashi both have the problem of low chakra. Kakashi is because of the Sharingan, but he is not just because of the eyes.

"Well," Kamui found a more comfortable position to lean against in Madara's arms.

At this moment of extreme fatigue, he was in no mood to worry about anyone. He just wanted to find a safe haven and have a good rest.

It doesn't matter whether you are looked at strangely, misunderstood, or slandered.

He doesn't care about that kind of worldly vision and judgment.

At this moment, Madara's arms were a safe haven, his city fortress, and he just wanted to curl up inside and rest.

"Madara, guard me."

The gentle eyebrows were stunned for a moment when he heard this sentence, but then, Madara smiled, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He closed his arms to tighten the person without causing pain, and his voice was softer and gentler than before.

"Okay, I'll guard you, don't worry."