Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Kamui noticed Tobirama's gaze and glared at him, "What, am I wrong?"

Tobirama pursed his lips and smiled. It was rare that he didn't smile in a weird way. He shook his head, "Although you are very annoying most of the time, I feel that as long as you are gentle and lovable at certain times, other shortcomings can be ignored."

"Of course, because people are multi-faceted. No one in this world is single. They have a good side and a bad side, a cold side and a passionate side. They are very three-dimensional."

The smile on Tobirama's lips changed from gentle to teasing when he heard his words. He asked Kamui, "You also have a passionate side? When and why?"

That's what he said, but Kamui thought about it carefully, and looking back on his half-life, he seemed to have never been too passionate about anything.

There is something very wrong with being extremely cold but not having extreme passion.

In other words, it is a slow-heating type and is still in the heating stage. One day, after the fire has burned for long enough, it will become boiling water in the pot. At the moment it reaches the boiling point, it will boil all of a sudden. open.

Obviously, Kamui did not hear the color component of Tobirama's words, and Tobirama was very satisfied with his simplicity.

I can't understand it, and I can't think of it, which means that at least Shenwei has never experienced anything "excessive", and no one uses such words to tease him around him.

Tobirama's face turned red. If Uchiha Madara hadn't done this before, would he have become the worst one now?

Kamui noticed the red color on his face and tilted his head to look at him.

He pointed at Tobirama's cheek and asked, "Your face is so red. Could it be that you caught a cold and had a fever?"

"Ahem~" Tobirama suddenly felt embarrassed and said a few hasty words before leading him to the next location.

"Let me see what this place is for, ah, I found it." Tobirama's slender fingers wandered over the drawings, looking at the place where people were cleaning up, and said viciously: "This is a game arcade, damn it."

Kamui didn't quite understand what he hated about it. If he hated it so much, why did he build an arcade in the village?

Tobirama squatted on the ground and sighed. After writing and drawing, he said with some surrender to fate: "If we don't build a game arcade in the village, I'm afraid that after peace is established in the village, my eldest brother will not be seen in the village at all." He will definitely be a high-level person in the village in the future, so what’s the matter with running away all the time?”

Speaking of this, the words Kamui had always wanted to discuss with Tobirama, but had never known how to speak, slipped to his lips at this moment.

Since we have to say it sooner or later, it seems unnecessary to continue to hesitate.

He looked at Tobirama's side face looking into the distance. When Tobirama looked at the land and the busy people on the land, there was a depth in his eyes that was inappropriate for his age.

This was the first time that Kamui embodied the word Mother Earth in his mind.

It's strange, isn't it, that an extremely young man can actually be related to Mother Earth?

But at this moment, such a word popped into his mind very suddenly.

Maybe it's because of the depth, maybe because of satisfaction, maybe it's also because of Tobirama's feeling of desperately wanting to protect the hard-won stability.

The earth is thick, nurturing and supporting all things. The identity of mother also represents nurturing life and protecting life. The two are very similar to some extent.

"A village needs a village chief. Who do you think is more suitable, Tobirama?"

His brows furrowed sharply, and Tobirama stood motionless for a long time. After he really digested the problem, he slowly turned around to face Kamui.

Xu knew that this guy was reliable, that he could distinguish between public and private affairs, and that he was a typical Legalist thinker.

Of course, Kamui does not rule out that this is the filter he applied to the original Tobirama.

Gathering all the ninjas in the early days of the village together, he was still more inclined to trust Tobirama and his ability to manage a village.

This has nothing to do with his family or his position. Kamui is not a native Uchiha with a strong foundation, and he does not have the sense of honor of the ninja clan. He looks at this issue beyond the constraints of his family.

He just wants the village that he participated in and worked hard to build to last for a long time.

Under this premise, the Uchiha clan will not be squeezed out or exterminated in a few decades.

"Do you want to hear the truth from me?"

His throat became a little dry due to some tension, Kamui swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nodded.

"Selfishly, I thought he would be my eldest brother. Even though my eldest brother always seems unreliable, in fact, when he gets serious, he is really reliable and capable. He is also willing to spend all his energy for the village, and he is emotionally stable. more stable."

Tobirama bit the word emotion very hard and glanced at Kamui with meaning.

Of course Kamui knew what he was referring to.

Kamui lowered his head and smiled. He was indeed an honest guy and spoke out without caring about his feelings.

"Then what?" he asked.

"Sarutobi Sasuke is not bad, he is good at fighting, and he is loyal and honest. Although such a person is not very suitable for the position of village chief, but as long as there is a guy beside him who is willing to play the bad guy to help, then there will be no problem. .”

To put it bluntly, one is a good person and the other is a bad person. If you can't get the absolute respect and love of the people in the village, this is a good second best solution.

"anything else?"

Tobirama took a deep breath of the chilly air and tried hard to search for those people who were suitable to be the village chief.

"If you don't consider the force value, the Nara family is not bad, mainly because of their good brains. Even if such people cannot keep up with the force value, if they make good use of their intelligence, they can still take advantage of those with strong force value for their own use. Besides, a village chief needs to have very comprehensive abilities, and force is just one of them."

He looked at Kamui and smiled a little evilly, "Just like the three items of ninja, ninjutsu, taijutsu and illusion, martial arts is probably just one of these three items. Triathlon is good, if you can If you are proficient in one or two of these, you are already a very powerful ninja, right?"

Who said no?

Although wars were frequent during the Warring States Period, frequent wars created ninjas like Madara and Hashirama who had broken abilities and were too powerful to be abnormal, but most of them were ordinary ninjas who did not have much chakra and could not use many ninjutsu.

Most of what they rely on is close combat physical skills, and their weapons are mostly swords and kunai. As long as such ordinary people are proficient in one or two of the three ninja skills, they will definitely be regarded as very outstanding ninjas.

Tobirama watched as his expression fell, and Kamui pursed his lips with some resentment.

"What happens next?" he asked.

"..." Tobirama didn't speak this time, but looked at him with complicated eyes and smiled.

Afterwards, Kamui realized how sour his tone just now was, and his face felt hot for a moment. He laughed awkwardly and awkwardly, and waved his hand to Tobirama to express that he didn't mind, and motioned for him to continue talking.

At this moment, the two people had left the place where they were and walked towards the Nanhe River. They passed an ancient forest. The trees were evergreen all year round and were still green even in the middle of winter.

Tobirama refused to leave and stood in the middle of the path. Kamui had no choice but to stop and listen to him.

But, what would he say?

Tell him what he wants to hear, or bluntly say what he wants to hear?

Kamui suddenly became a little nervous.