Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Uchiha Shi has always known that his teacher is not as sickly as he seems on the outside. This person is actually much stronger than most people.

Being able to capture multiple tailed beasts by himself without forcibly controlling them with illusions is a level of strength that many people cannot match.

Every day he looked forward to getting close to his teacher in terms of ability, even though he knew he was dreaming.

He admired and loved the divine power as devoutly as a believer worshiping the gods.

However, he never thought that one day, he would be so afraid of his gods.

Tokikawa could not fully understand Shi's mood. His teacher was a very ordinary Uchiha ninja. If he studied with such an ordinary teacher, of course he would not be able to witness some earth-shattering events.

The feeling of loving and fearing the teacher who teaches you is probably really tormenting. Shi, who has a complete family and both parents, may not be able to digest this feeling for a while.

But - "Maybe Kamui-sama didn't grasp that degree well. I always felt that he seemed to be a little out of his mind at that time. Is he like this in normal times?"

"No," Shi quickly denied. Even in this situation, he still defended Shenwei very much.

Seeing his eager denial, Shikawa grinned and said, "You see, you still defend him very much."

He could laugh, but Shi couldn't. He sighed in annoyance, as if he had grown up several years overnight, quite like a little adult.

He actually hates himself who is now afraid of teachers. To be honest, although Kamui often gives people a casual and unreliable feeling, only those who have had a lot of contact with him know what this person is. How reliable.

He is very kind to the people around him, and maybe because of his young age, Kamui dotes on him very much.

He has a vicious mouth, but his actions are caring and loving.

"The teacher on weekdays is a very good person, he is very normal."

"Ah~" Uchiha Tokikawa turned his head and looked at Kamui. He remembered how he looked when he first saw him. At that time, he was just a little kid, and Kamui was only in his teens. He was a boy who always smiled.

Before that, he had never noticed that there was such a person in the clan. Even if he had heard of it, he didn't remember much because he was too young at the time.

After that incident, for the first time, he had the idea of ​​going to see the young patriarch and his brothers.

At that time, he was only three or four years old. He was hiding behind a big tree outside the patriarch's residence. He stayed there for several days before finally seeing the young patriarch and the boy who was always with him.

The young man dragged one leg and was limping when he walked. He heard the young patriarch persuade him: "The wound extends from the ankle to the knee socket. With such a serious injury, you can't stay at home." ?"

The young man smiled playfully, "It's boring to stay at home all the time. Besides, my leg is about to heal. What if Aunt Ling catches me while I'm staying at home? She'll be heartbroken."

When he said this, the young patriarch pursed his lips and had nothing to say, but looked at the young man with a hint of concern in his eyes.

The sun shone repeatedly on the young man's face, making his fair and delicate face seem to sparkle.

He memorized that beautiful and shameless face for a long time. After that, he went to see it a few times with a complicated mood, and then asked over and over again in his heart, because beauty and cuteness make people want to think about it without thinking about themselves. Want to save him?

This was a question he asked himself. He himself couldn't give an answer, so naturally no one could answer him.

After that, he didn't see Kamui again for a long time, and when he saw him again, several years had passed.

At that time, he had reached the age of going to school for training, and his busy and fulfilling life left him no time to peek at the beautiful boy who had grown up.

No, he is no longer a boy, he has become an adult, but he is still so good-looking.

Later, until he had teammates and companions, because he was young, even if his strength was reasonable, once he encountered danger, he would be the one who was protected.

In that sudden battle half a year ago, a comrade died in the detonating talisman array to protect him. It was not until that moment that he got the original answer after such a long time.

Not because of cuteness, not because of appearance, not because of identity, simply because the other person is a child and a companion of Uchiha.

The reason is that simple.

After winning that battle, facing his companions who couldn't even find their bodies, he suddenly realized how ridiculous he was when he was three or four years old.

Where are the superficial reasons?

It's instinct to protect your companions in the face of danger, right?

When Tokikawa looked at Kamui's face and fell into memories, Shi spoke again, his face buried in his knees, and his voice was muffled and not as lively as usual.

"Father once said that the people of the Uchiha clan are full of emotions. They are not as barren as other ninja clans. People with full emotions often have trouble controlling themselves. Maybe the teacher is like this. In fact..."

Tokikawa turned his face back to look at Shi beside him. The small one huddled there looked a little pitiful.

He waited for a while, but when Shi Shi didn't continue, he couldn't help but ask: "Actually what?"

Shi raised his head, and his eyes had turned back to their original black color. The bright black eyes looked moist and bright because they were washed by tears.

Shikawa pursed his lips and chuckled, "You still love to cry so much."

Normally, Shi hates people making fun of him because he loves to cry. If anyone makes fun of him for crying, he will definitely retort loudly.

But now, he had no such intention. He sniffed and raised his hand to wipe away his tears. He said, "I thought about it carefully. Rather than being afraid of teachers with such incredible abilities and uncontrollable abilities, what I'm afraid of is actually weakness." Incompetent self.”

Shikawa tilted his head in confusion and asked: "How...how do you say this?"

Shi turned to look at him, with a stubborn expression on his face. He said extremely seriously: "If I am strong enough, when the teacher launches that destructive ninjutsu, I will have enough ability to stop him. But I can’t, even my voice calling him with all my strength may not be able to convey it to him.”

"..." Shikawa opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say to the child, so he had to shut up again.

His fingers were scratching on the ground as if they were looking for something to do. He heard Shi Zai say: "Fortunately, my Sharingan is open. Does this mean that my upper limit is also immeasurable? One day I will He will become stronger, strong enough to protect the teacher when he is around him, strong enough to stop the teacher when he uses that dangerous ninjutsu."

Does a god with such incredible power really need someone by his side to protect him?

Tokikawa was not sure, he hummed like a mosquito, which was a response to Shi's words.

He said: "...Ah, maybe."