Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

The tension was instantly relieved by Kamui's words. Madara blinked his eyes a few times and carefully understood the meaning of these words.

After a long time, he suddenly laughed.

From the initial "I won't like anyone" to the current "I don't know", this is Kamui's transformation, right?

Madara hadn't been happy for too long when he heard the people around him shout in surprise.

He said: "Madara, look, it's snowing."

Madara looked out the window, and in the dark night, white snowflakes fell from the sky, and continued to drift downwards and disappeared from their sight.

Madara stretched out his hand, and after a little bit of coldness fell into his hot palm, it turned into water droplets in a moment.

There has been less precipitation throughout this year, winter has already arrived, and now the first snow has fallen.

"Yes," Madara responded softly, responding to Kamui, "It's Hatsuyuki."

Madara is a person who knows how to exercise restraint. He kissed Kamui when he was conscious. This was already a very transcendent act. After this time, he did not dare to cross that line easily again for a while.

An awkward person like Kamui always has to take things step by step in this kind of thing. Being too impatient will lead to failure.

Even if he was soaking in the hot spring water opposite Kamui Chicheng in the open-air bath with falling snowflakes, the most excessive thing was just scratching the ugly scars on his back inch by inch with his fingertips.

Kamui was taking a nap with his eyes closed, and when Madara's fingers touched his back, he just shook out of instinct.

He didn't open his eyes. This was outdoors and a semi-public place. It was expected that this guy wouldn't dare to do anything too extreme. Shenwei simply pretended not to feel it and stood there motionless.

The low-footed lamp on the shore was dim in color, and Madara used this light to look at the criss-crossing scars. No matter how many times he looked at them, he would still feel his breath tightening every time he saw them again.

Resisting the urge to lower his head, he withdrew his gaze and his fingers.

Shenwei knew what he was minding. He snorted softly in his heart and tried to appear as nonchalant as possible.

"Every time I see him, I want to kill Hinata," Madara said in a bad tone, and he could hear the complaint against Kamui for obstructing him that day.

"The damage I suffered will not be offset by killing him. It would be more practical to leave them to work for me." Shenwei couldn't pretend anymore and opened his eyes.

His eyes were dark and bottomless, "It would be easy to destroy them, but it would be no fun."

Kamui alone can destroy almost all of Hagoromo's main forces, and it is certainly no problem to deal with Hinata. It is said that Hinata's real master can also have the power to rival the gods, but Madara has never seen such a master.

This is probably the same as the number of people in Uchiha who can play Susanoo is very rare. It requires talent, opportunity and hard work, both of which are indispensable.

Hinata is more unlucky. No such person has appeared so far. All possibilities only appear in their family legends.

Before going to bed, Madara asked Kamui in a very girlish way what kind of relationship the two of them had now.

Kamui only found this question funny. He looked at Madara and asked, "What should be our relationship? You are the clan leader and I am your clansman. We are companions fighting side by side on the battlefield. At home, we are childhood friends. Friends are brothers.”

The quilt was covered to the neck, only a spiky head was exposed.

Madara couldn't hide the hope in his eyes and kept waiting for Kamui to continue speaking, but after waiting for several minutes, Kamui didn't make any more sound.

He was a little dissatisfied and asked: "What else?"

Kamui smiled lightly, "What else?"

"no yet?"

"Gone."

Madara: ￣へ￣! ! !

"Then we all... all... what does this mean?" He hesitated, "Although I took the initiative the first time, you pounced on me later on. It can't just be about winning or losing, right?"

Kamui was extremely honest, "It's just for winning or losing, otherwise what else could it be for?"

"You..." His intuition told him that this was not the case.

Seeing his awkward and unwilling look, Shenwei suddenly understood the reason.

Turning around in the darkness, he stared at Madara. He couldn't hide the smile in his eyes. In the end, he simply stopped hiding it and laughed out loud.

Because of this undisguised smile, Madara's face suddenly turned red.

The ferocity and evil on his face were all swallowed up by the darkness, and could not intimidate him at all. He stopped him, "Don't laugh, why are you laughing?!"

Kamui just didn't expect this kind of thing to happen to Uchiha Madara. His character was really ruined.

Madara frowned, his face was burning, and his whole body became awkward and uncomfortable.

He didn't want to hear Shenwei's laughter anymore, so he simply pulled the quilt and wrapped himself tightly from head to toe.

He covered his ears with his hands under the covers, as if he really couldn't hear Kamui's playful laughter.

But it was no use. Although Kamui stopped laughing, he could still clearly hear his smiling question.

He heard Kamui ask, "Madara, are you asking for status from me?"

The angry man lifted the quilt and sat up.

"Hey, where do I have it?!"

"No?" Shenwei still smiled, "I thought you were just like a woman, asking for status with me."

Just like a woman...

Madara was completely depressed. He couldn't sleep. He sat cross-legged on the mattress and looked at the guy curled up in the quilt like a giant shrimp with complicated eyes.

"Uchiha Madara is so innocent~hahaha~"

Madara frowned, but there was nothing he could do to deal with this guy. He was sloppy, he should have calmed down.

This kind of thing would have to be discussed later, but... when he thought about the peacock in the Senju's house next door who was eyeing Kamui, he couldn't help but want to rely on the "status" mentioned by Kamui to bring this everywhere. The guys who show mercy take over.

Only in this way can he feel at ease.

After sitting for a long time, he dissipated his depression and tried to look normal and unconcerned.

"Hmph, who asked for your status? I won't care about such a trivial matter. Besides..." Kong swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Madara said a little unnaturally, "Just like you said before, you treat me as a drinker." If you fail to control it for a while, it will have no purpose."

Shenwei turned over and didn't want to talk to him, "Ah, just let it be like this. I will never fight with you on this kind of thing in the future. You should also control yourself well and don't drink if you have nothing to do."

Madara didn't respond and sat there in silence.

How much do adults need to like it before they dare to tell the truth carefully under the excuse of being drunk?

He, Uchiha Madara, has never been so humble in front of anyone in his life.

Kamui seemed to fall asleep quickly, and after a while, Madara heard even and shallow breathing.

Kamui fell asleep so quickly, but Madara couldn't sleep at all.

I originally thought that Shenwei's counterattack was to confirm the relationship, but now it seems that I am completely overthinking it.

Divine power, he has no awareness of this at all.

Madara sighed slowly, feeling a bit dumbfounded at himself.

He has always been a proud man of heaven since he was a child. He has rarely hit a wall in a few things, except for things related to divine power. He has always hit a wall and hit the south wall. If the south wall knocks down, there will be the next one. The south wall seems to have no end.

And no matter how many walls you knock down, the next wall will always be divine.

It sounded sad, but Madara felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

Loving someone is like eating a fruity candy ball, sour and sweet.

Thinking of this, all the unhappiness disappeared in the blink of an eye. He couldn't help the upturned corners of his mouth and lay down holding the quilt.

Half an hour later, the person who Madara thought had fallen asleep suddenly opened his eyes in the darkness.