Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

"Mito," Hashirama called her name gently, "I will take care of your sister like I would my own sister. This is the last promise I can give you."

"Ah," Mito lowered her head in despair. This was the result she wanted. She should be happy that Hashirama got what she wanted.

Seeing Mito like this, Hashirama felt very sad.

He forced a smile, "It's a bit funny for a ninja in a precarious world to talk about whether he likes it or not. I, I wasn't such a person before."

"Yeah," Mito forced a smile along with him.

Neither of them could bear to look at each other's faces, not knowing how ugly and hypocritical their smiles were at the moment.

"I don't know why today... haha, maybe, maybe..." Hashirama sadly discovered that he couldn't even find a reason.

After tonight, he will leave the island with the others, and I'm afraid he will never come back again.

When we meet again in the future, their identities will also change, and there will no longer be an opportunity to speak their minds and freely express their inner feelings like this.

Thinking of these, Hashirama couldn't laugh anymore. He looked at Mito. Under the moonlight, the woman's face was as quiet and soft as a lily. This was the last time he stared so wantonly.

"No matter where you go in the future, who you are with, or what kind of life you live, I hope that no matter what your situation is, you will be able to think of what I said tonight."

"Between the pillars..."

"Don't look at problems from your own perspective, try to change everything that doesn't go your way, and never give up hope."

After speaking affectionately, Hashirama came back to his senses and felt that he was a bit pretentious like this. He scratched his hair shyly and laughed to cover up this embarrassment.

"I just hope that you can live the happy life you want and be able to control your own life. Whether you are happy or not, I always feel that it has little to do with the other person and is in your own hands."

Mito looked at him, and Hashirama curled his lips.

"That's all."

The rooftop is in a high position with a wide view. This is Hashirama's last fight for his little happiness.

After saying those words, he seemed to have really let go. He stood calmly with Mito, watching the final joy of this year's winter festival on the small island of Uzumaki Country.

In the open space in front of the shrine stall, Madara and Tobirama still couldn't tell the winner. One of them looked like a hunter, while the other looked like an elusive prey.

Even if people don't use those exaggerated ninjutsu, in terms of overall strength other than these, Tobirama must admit that he is inferior to Madara.

However, although his overall strength is not as strong as Madara, he is better than Madara because of his flexibility. Madara cannot suppress him absolutely by force.

It is rare to see ninjas of this level fighting each other, and the onlookers watched with great interest.

From the perspective of Kamui, who was very familiar with the two people's moves, it became boring as time went on.

He felt very distressed. At that time, he just wanted to make the two guys forget about each other's identities during the competition and develop friendship during the fight like other men.

But now it seems that not only have they not developed friendship, but they look at each other with anger enough to burn each other to ashes?

I used to think that wanting a shuriken was a childish behavior of a child, but now it seems that the two of them are no less willing to give in. They are not trying desperately to defeat each other in order to win the final victory.

Kamui clicked his tongue and shook his head. He felt that Madara and Tobirama were also childish in many cases.

The two of them fought for more than half an hour. The normal person controlled chakra to a small extent and let go of ninjutsu. Most of the time, they used physical skills to compete for superiority.

Although Tobirama felt a sense of accomplishment in teasing Madara, he was also tired as a human being.

"I said, it would be great if you just surrender to me. If the fight continues like this, you still can't beat me."

"Surrender?" Madara seemed to have heard the funniest joke, "Uchiha never knows how to write the word surrender. Tobirama, it's night now, and daydreaming has its own time."

Tobirama rolled his eyes. In his opinion, Uchiha Madara was a shabby guy. He was obviously starting to breathe, but he refused to surrender to him for the sake of face.

When Tobirama looks at Madara like this, he himself is not much better. If we talk about physical skills, Tobirama's physical skills are extremely good in the entire Senju clan, but they are still slightly inferior to Bambi. .

If Madara feels tired, of course he will feel tired too.

Uchiha didn't even admit defeat, and as a member of the Senju clan, he was even less likely to admit defeat.

However, he really started to feel tired, and his back began to sweat. He hated the feeling of sweat soaking his underwear and sticking to his back.

What's more, while fighting, Tobirama secretly glanced at the mediocre winner's prize - shuriken.

There's nothing good about that thing, but Kamui wants it, alas...

Just when Kamui was shivering from the cold and couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to stop the two of them, someone suddenly slapped him on the shoulder in a very naughty way.

He subconsciously thought it was the group of nymphomaniac girls who had recognized him, the culprit who set the village on fire, and gathered people to beat him up. But when he turned around, he found that the person patting his shoulder was Uzumaki. Shigure.

Shigure, who had two braided braids, smiled at Kamui, with a bright and innocent look on his charming face that only a girl could have.

Such a smile can really come from the heart only to those who have never endured hardship.

Kamui frowned and looked at her suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

Shigure waved and whispered, "Can I have a few words with you alone?"

The surroundings were crowded with people watching the fight. Kamui turned his head and glanced at the two panting people, and after much thought, he agreed.

Shigure took Kamui to a reef not too far away from here. The sea at night was so dark that it made people feel oppressive. The cold and salty sea breeze blew off Kamui's hood on his head, blowing away that absolutely beautiful face. The beautiful face was completely exposed in the night.

"Why did you bring me to a place like this? You want to silence me and dump my body so easily?"

Shigure doesn't like men who are not upright, but compared to people with rigid personalities, men who are not upright are more interesting.

She waved her hand to indicate that Kamui was overthinking, "I just want to discuss something with you,"

"What's the matter?" Shenwei took a step back, fearing that he would be accidentally knocked into the sea by the waves.

"Will you marry me?"

"Eh?" The shock when I heard this was really no less than being knocked into the sea by the waves.

Shenwei was stunned for a moment. He looked at the girl under the moonlight blankly. She had a sweet smile and was not joking at all.

"Eh?!" Kamui was shocked and quickly backed away from Shigure. His words were almost useless, "You, you, you, what are you talking about?"

Shigure was speechless at Kamui's huge reaction. She rolled her eyes, "As for being so scared, I just want you to find an excuse to take me to Uchiha. I'll switch with my sister and I'll go to Uchiha, okay?"

No, what is going on with you Uzumaki family? For such a big thing, do you just change it?

Shenwei didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd. Apart from watching her warily, he didn't know what to do for a while.