Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Still in the study room, Tajima always likes to be in this study room when he talks about important things.

Kamui once overheard Madara saying that this study was surrounded by Tajima. He could feel someone approaching from outside, but no matter what the people inside said or how much noise they made, the people outside had no idea.

Isn't this better than a secret room?

Tajima on this day was different from every time he had seen him in the past. He had no smile or anger, and was different from usual.

He is extremely decadent but sits upright, and all the contradictions and disharmony are integrated into him.

"Father." Kamui followed the etiquette and said hello to Tajima after entering.

Tajima looked at Kamui silently, and after staring at him for several minutes, he suddenly reacted.

He straightened his body and said calmly: "Come and sit here, father."

Unlike usual, Tajima did not sit in a high position this time. He was sitting cross-legged on the tatami like an ordinary father. There was a low table in front of him with chess pieces on it. But one child did not fall for a long time.

Kamui went over and sat down across from him. Tajima looked at the chessboard and asked him, "Will you play a game with me?"

"No," Shenwei told the truth. No matter which world he was in, he had never been exposed to chess, so naturally he couldn't play it.

Tajima didn't feel disappointed either. He smiled lightly and said: "It doesn't matter whether a ninja can play chess or not. Someone gave this to me, so I put it in my study."

Kamui raised his eyebrows. Does this mean that even if he has a piece in his hand, Tajima is not an expert at chess?

Kamui felt a little awkward being alone with Tajima. For some reason, although Tajima was always smiling, Kamui felt like he was just a smiling tiger.

Use a smile as a cover-up, and he might stab you in the next second.

"Father, why do you want to see me?"

Finally, we have come to this issue.

The chess piece in his hand did not find a place to rest. Tajima shook his head and simply threw the chess piece back into the chess bowl.

He raised his head and looked at Shenwei, speaking every word very clearly.

As Kamui listened to his words, a look of disbelief gradually appeared on his face.

By the time Tajima finished speaking, he felt his whole body stiffen.

The five senses are blocked, and even the body does not look like one's own. I just feel that my brain is blank. It turns out that people say that being too surprised really makes me unable to think.

Shenwei didn't know how long he had been in a daze. When he came back to his senses, the first thing he asked was -

"What father said...is he serious?"

"Ah," Tajima nodded without any hesitation, looking at Kamui with a meaningful look.

"There is nothing we can do about it. As the son of the patriarch, he should help the family solve its problems. What do you think?"

Shenwei looked back at him, his face covered with frost, and he laughed with a strong sense of ridicule, "So, this is your excuse for sacrificing your son?"

Kamui asked, and for a moment, Tajima was unable to refute immediately.

No matter what world we go to, as long as there are people, they will be divided into a majority and a minority.

For the benefit of the majority, those in power will not hesitate to sacrifice the interests of the minority. This is called maintaining stability. Although it is unbenevolent, it is the best way.

Kamui sighed: "You keep saying that you are doing it for your clan, but you probably forgot that I am also a clansman of Uchiha."

Before Kamui came in, Tajima had been sitting in the study for a long time. During this half-day, he had been thinking about how to mention this matter to Kamui as easily as possible, and how to minimize the harm for him to accept. .

But now, looking at his son's cold eyes that seemed to have been tempered with poison, he suddenly felt that those words of advice were not so difficult to say.

The father and son were at war with each other, looking at each other without flinching.

"Compared to my two brothers who died on the battlefield, I can at least keep you alive, right?"

alive?

Kamui couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Does living without freedom and dignity count?"

With one word, Tajima's face turned ugly. His originally disguised aloofness collapsed at this moment. After the collapse, he was in panic and embarrassment.

No matter how nice the lies are, they are still lies, right?

Tajima suddenly let out a long sigh. He reached out and patted Kamui on the shoulder. His voice instantly became ten years older.

He said: "It would be better if you were more stupid, or if you were as weak as you were when you were a child. If you were like this, maybe I would feel better, but you are not..."

Shenwei didn't want to hear his false mercy. He asked, "Did you really not hesitate at all when you decided it was me? My father has three living sons."

Tajima thought for a while and laughed. There was a little excitement in his voice, and even the look in his eyes at Kamui seemed to be on fire, with a madness that burned everything to ashes.

Uchiha Tajima, who was nearly 40 years old, was still handsome when he smiled, but this face was extremely disgusting in Kamui's eyes.

His face slowly overlapped with his father's face in the real world. Kamui felt his stomach churn, and he had to work very hard to suppress the feeling of vomiting.

“I was hesitant, so I asked someone to help me with an idea,” he said.

"..."

"Guess who I'm looking for?"

Sweat broke out from his forehead, and the fingers under the low table fiercely grasped his clothes and pinched his leg flesh.

"Uchiha Madara, I found him."

Watching Kamui's face change from sallow to bloodless pale, Tajima's smile became even more unrestrained.

"I, Uchiha Tajima, still have three living sons, but no matter which one of the other two are stronger, you are the only idiot who can't even open the single magatama's Sharingan."

"..."

"Both Madara and Izumi have activated their Sharingan. Do you think I will give it to others?"

"..."

The one-sided crazy output eventually failed again and again. After Kamui silently continued his output, Tajima gradually felt boring.

He stared into Shenwei's eyes. Those dark eyes had not changed at all and were still the original black appearance.

Is this kind of emotional stimulation still useless?

Even if you know that you are the one who was given up, isn't this feeling painful?

Why is he still fine and unchanged?

He grasped Shenwei's collar with both hands. The strength of an adult man was very strong. Shenwei was unprepared and his whole body was lifted up by him. His abdomen hit the corner of the table. He frowned in pain.

Tajima stared at Kamui with wide eyes, "Do you feel sad? Do you feel pain? What about your Sharingan? Why can't you open it?"

Yes, why can't I open the Sharingan?

I am obviously the one who was given up.

Except for the initial fluctuations in emotions when he heard Uchiha Madara's name, he was angry at most, and if he said it was painful, it was far from it.

His hand suddenly let go, and Kamui fell back onto the tatami like an eagle with broken wings.