Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Kamui didn't have any extra time to think about it, because at this time, the door of the private room was opened by the waiter from the outside, and two waitresses in kimonos brought over the dishes they ordered.

The aroma of soy sauce chicken soup wafted out of the earthenware pot with a wooden lid. Looking at several plates of fresh vegetables and beef with beautiful textures, my stomach suddenly growled.

Of course when you are hungry, you want to eat, and other things become insignificant before eating.

It seems that the Tajima family has never liked eating hot pot food. In the years since Kamui traveled through time, he has rarely been able to eat these on the dinner table, even in winter.

This time, it was Kamui’s persistence and the waitress’ strong recommendation that made them choose Sukiyaki.

There are already ingredients in the pot that have been put in advance. All you need to do is bring the pot to a boil and cook the ingredients inside. They ordered enough ingredients, and one pot is not enough. They can also put everything on the plate in and cook.

The arrival of the ingredients eased the awkwardness in the private room. Izuna divided the eggs with chopsticks as usual, then broke the eggs into bowls and distributed them to her brothers.

"This belongs to my brother." He pushed the bowl in front of Madara, and then picked up another egg.

The egg was smashed into the bowl, and he was about to push it to Kamui when Madara stopped him.

"This belongs to my second brother."

"No need," Madara stopped him from pushing him over, "your second brother doesn't eat raw eggs."

The hand that touched the small bowl trembled, and Izuna looked at Kamui in disbelief. Kamui put his chin in his hands and stared at the pot lid expectantly, as if he was trying to poke a hole in the thick wooden pot lid.

"Yes, yes," Shenwei replied casually while staring at the lid of the pot: "I can't eat raw eggs or meat. I feel physiological discomfort and can't swallow it. The thought that there may be parasites in it is completely unacceptable. A little bit. Of course, the most important thing is that I can’t get used to it and can’t stand the smell.”

"Really?" Quan Nai retracted his hand and placed another empty bowl in front of Kamui. He murmured, "I don't even know."

He never knew that the second brother didn't eat raw eggs, but the older brother knew that the three of them had been together for about the same amount of time. Why did the older brother know that he didn't know?

Is it because I have never observed it?

Is it because I'm not careful enough?

Maybe it was because of this that he was unwilling to die even if he was asked to admit that there were other reasons.

During this meal, Madara and Izuna ate very little. Kamui was the only one to enjoy the meal. After so many years in time, he rarely ate this. There was no hot pot to eat. Sukiyaki can barely be regarded as a kind of hot pot, even if he thought it was more Like a stew.

I usually eat according to the taste of the Uchiha family, but occasionally let them have a meal according to their own preferences. Isn't it too much?

Besides, after being on the battlefield for such a long time, I had to eat very simply, almost as long as I could starve to death, and nutrition was ranked second to satisfying hunger.

If a battle lasts longer, you won't even be able to drink rice balls and miso soup, and you will have to eat rough military rice balls, and you will feel like a bird is in your mouth.

Now that I see fresh vegetables and beef, I must be open to eating.

Shenwei usually eats an average amount of food, but he ate a surprisingly large amount during this meal. He completely forgot about the food etiquette and cultivation of a large family.

If someone sees this, they will definitely think that this person has not eaten in three days.

Kamui ate happily, and when he left the restaurant, he felt like his stomach was bulging.

The three brothers were walking on the brightly lit long street. He held his waist with one hand and his belly with the other. After walking for a short while, he couldn't help laughing alone, causing passers-by to cast their eyes at him. A look of curiosity and confusion.

But Kamui didn't care at all and continued walking on the road with this weird posture.

As he walked, he asked the people on the left and right, "Does this look like a pregnant woman showing her pregnancy?"

This question stopped Izuna. He glanced up and down at Kamui with unreasonable eyes, as if he was looking at some monster.

In the past, he had never felt that his second brother's words and deeds were strange. Even though he always went his own way, he never made anyone think there was anything wrong with him. He was so natural that nothing he did felt awkward.

But now, Izuna looked at Kamui. The beautiful man was holding one hand on his waist and the other on his inconspicuous belly. He was smiling at himself. Princess Qi covered his ears, and his long hair hung on both sides of his chest. If you didn't look carefully at his size and frame, you might be mistaken for a woman.

Once a symbol is placed between divine power and women...

Izuna remembered that a few years ago, Kamui appeared as a woman by the Nanga River.

Thinking of this, Quan Nai's eyes widened. No matter what, he didn't want to put an equal sign between Kamui and women.

The person he called his brother for many years suddenly turned into his sister. What kind of strange story is this?

Kamui didn't know what was going on in Quan Nai's mind in just a few seconds, and he didn't mind at all the way Quan Nai looked at him, or in other words, he didn't mind the way anyone looked at him.

He was originally such a person. Due to his emotional disorder in the early years, he had difficulty receiving other people's feelings and emotions. He could not feel them instinctively, so other people's opinions of him would not have a big impact on him. .

Later, even after becoming a sensitive and delicate person, he still didn't care what others thought of him.

In this world, those opinions have no effect on him and are meaningless if he wears other people's skin.

What's more, even he himself, who selfishly puts himself first, rarely cares about the opinions of others.

Kamui walked slowly, and the hand that was originally dragging his stomach moved to his stomach, rubbing it gently.

He had to admit that he really ate too much for dinner. He didn't eat any rice. He only ate meat and vegetables. After arriving, Tsunade ate many bowls of rice, and her admiration was as endless as the water of the Yellow River.

Madara had already developed an immunity to Kamui's sexy moves, but this was the first time he compared himself to a pregnant woman.

Madara's brows furrowed, and in the end he could only hold his forehead and sigh.

A so handsome and indistinguishable beauty makes such an action on the street. No matter how you look at it, it is eye-catching. Indeed, more and more people are fixating their curious eyes on Shenwei, as Shenwei's "left and right protector" , Madara and Izuna also received the baptism of people's eyes.

Madara wanted to tell those people loudly not to confuse the two brothers with the bastard Kamui. For this reason, he even glared at those who looked over with fierce eyes.

But it was useless. On this peaceful street, the more he behaved like this, the more the other party felt that there was something wrong with them, and their eyes gradually changed from curiosity and wonder to teasing.

It really pisses me off!