Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

With his eyes wide open, he could clearly count the eyelashes of the person in front of him. After blinking a few times, he looked past the person in front of him and saw the wonderful autumn scenery outside.

Nearby, the flowers are red and the green leaves are yellow. In the distance, the distant mountains are like mist and mist.

A divine smile came from his ears, "Hey, close your eyes and stop looking."

My heart tightened and I hurriedly said: "Yes, there is someone."

"Hey, there's no one there, it's the shadow of a tree."

"I'm not saying that, I mean... I mean..." The voice gradually became quieter, perhaps it was covered up by a sudden gust of autumn wind.

The phrase "Someone may come" eventually turned into a sprinkling of incoherence and hesitation.

……

Now, Kamui once again picked up his pen with satisfaction. He glanced sideways at Madara Uchiha, who had blushing cheeks and a somewhat confused look on the chair next to him.

The raised corners of his mouth meant that he was in a very good mood at the moment. He asked Madara, "Now, do you still want to know what I wrote?"

His eyes slowly focused, and Madara turned to look at Kamui. His thin eyelids twitched, and he turned his face away again, leaving only a beautiful side profile for Kamui to see.

"No, I don't want to know anymore."

"Really?"

"……Um."

"Humph~"

The sound of a brush writing on paper could be heard in his ears, and Madara raised his hand to touch his somewhat hot cheek.

How bold, in broad daylight, with the windows open and the door open, someone will come here at any time, right?

The point is, this is other people's territory, just in case, just in case...

He couldn't imagine what he would do if someone was watching him.

Kamui has not seen Madara shy for a long time. The contrast between the shy Uchiha Madara and his usual self is surprisingly strong. The contrast creates a pulling feeling, which is very attractive.

The pen holder tilted its temples every now and then, and Shenwei glanced lazily at the person who didn't dare to look at him.

"Are you shy?" He put his chin on the table and asked like a loach, looking up.

Madara pursed his lips tightly and didn't want to answer, but the guy next to him kept asking, "Really?"

He had no choice but to turn his face to the side and said in a soft voice, "No."

"Hey~" Shenwei retreated in disappointment.

While he was thinking about how to make a request to Tobirama tactfully, he said in a sinister tone: "Some people, when they were in Danshu Street, which was still called Xiyuanji Street, stood in front of a few bartenders and guests at the door of someone's izakaya. Passers-by dared to hold my hand. I didn’t see him being shy at that time. Why now..."

"This is different!" Madara hit his forehead in frustration.

Kamui glanced coldly, "Oh? What's the difference?"

"..."

"What's the difference?"

Faced with Kamui's persistent questioning, what should Madara say?

The purpose of holding hands at that time was to express bravery, to prove to Hashirama and Kamui, and to express the firmness in his heart.

But now it is...

He doesn't need to express these things on someone else's territory. Kamui has already understood his own thoughts, right?

What's more, this is different from holding hands. This kind of thing is considered a relatively private matter anyway, isn't it?

Madara was still thinking about his words, still thinking about how to use more normal words to explain what he meant to Kamui as clearly as possible.

However, he thought silently for a long time, and the people around him were very quiet and did not disturb him again.

When he looked over with curiosity, Shenwei's letter had already come to an end, and he only had to write his name at the end of the letter.

The troubled expression turned into a look of disappointment, but after a few seconds, Madara curled his lips and smiled silently.

Kamui has always been like this. His persistence in certain things depends on his mood at the time. He may be extremely persistent, or he may not mention it in an instant. On the contrary, Madara himself, who always considers himself to be free and easy in doing things, You will get stuck in the quagmire.

"Did you finish writing?"

"Well," Kamui picked up the envelope placed next to him and stuffed the folded letter inside. Halfway through, he seemed to have thought of something again. He raised his eyebrows at Madara who was looking at him and asked with a smile: " Hokage-sama, do you want to check it out?"

Madara was angry and more helpless. He stared at Kamui's face that needed to be beaten for a while, and then he laughed indulgently.

A big hand patted Shenwei's shoulder, and he smiled gently with his eyes closed, "You, don't always amuse me like this."

Kamui was noncommittal, and entertaining Uchiha Madara when he had nothing to do was a very good way to kill time.

Moreover, he doesn't know how much such warm time together is left. If one day the two of them are destined to break up because of those bad things, then every time they get together now will become unforgettable in the future.

Out of print is so precious. Even if it always becomes a memory, I still want the corners of my mouth to curl up unconsciously when I think of it.

A little sweetness now can become a medicine to relieve bitterness in the future. Kamui wants more of this medicine.

Madara stopped smiling, sighed and lowered his head.

He said: "Sometimes I am very petty. I don't know if it's just me or all men. After all, I'm too embarrassed to ask others, even Hashirama."

Kamui looked at Madara in confusion, not knowing what he wanted to say, but he did not stop the movements of his hands, folding the letter in half and then in half, and finally stuffed it into the envelope again.

"I know Tobirama won't take action again, but I still feel angry and jealous when I think that there is someone in the world who covets you, and he cares about you as much as I do."

"Eh...?" Madara had never said this before. It was like taking off all disguises and completely cutting out his heart and showing it to others. Kamui couldn't do this.

Madara smiled a little sheepishly, and looked at Kamui with a bit of shy confusion in his eyes. He didn't seem to understand what his state of mind was.

"Am I so... bad?" He asked Shenwei uncertainly.

Kamui was stunned by his question. He bit the inner wall of his mouth with his teeth. After thinking for a long time, Kamui couldn't tell what the answer was.

He heard Madara continue: "This is probably the terrible possessiveness."

"..."

"So," the hand that had been put on Kamui's shoulder in vain applied a little pressure, Madara was no longer gentle, and his tone returned to the low tone he usually used when dealing with others, "Don't even think about kicking me away, ever. Don’t even think like this, otherwise I might…”

If he closed his mouth at the right time, if he continued speaking, it would really become a threat. He didn't want that.

Kamui waited for a while and found that Madara didn't want to continue what he had not finished except for pressing his shoulders heavily and looking at him intently.

In fact, there was no need to say anything else. Just from that look in his eyes, Kamui already understood what he wanted to say.

"……Um."

Kamui responded with a smile, and Madara's expression turned cloudy.

Kamui stopped looking at Madara's eyes and shifted his gaze outside the window.

The autumn afternoon was very quiet, and the sounds of rebuilding the houses destroyed by the detonating talisman were also very far away from the other courtyard here, and could almost be ignored.

What I hear in my ears is the sound of the autumn wind blowing the fallen leaves, the chirping of birds from time to time, and the occasional roar of animals on the mountains.

He lied again, or in other words, he was not sure which of the two of them would take the initiative to leave the other in the end.

But in such a beautiful time, no matter how disappointing Kamui is, he still wants to make this beauty last longer.

Uchiha Madara, who knows nothing about it for the time being, can only be the best existence in comparison to the future.

After all, when he becomes a person who knows everything, he will never show such gentleness to himself again.