Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Madara has always been upright since he was a child. When did he ever look at someone with that playful and suspicious look?

He really couldn't stand it anymore.

"Um..." Madara stretched out his hand to tug on Kamui's sleeve, and took Kamui's hand away from his waist with a slightly red face.

It was more comfortable for Kamui to walk like this, but his move directly attracted Kamui's dissatisfied glare.

"what?"

"Don't be like that, it's weird." Madara's voice was so quiet that it was comparable to the sound of a mosquito.

Kamui: "...???"

Izanna couldn't stand Kamui's actions or the looks of passers-by. As if he was afraid that passers-by would associate him with this "idiot", he squeaked, quickened his pace and trotted forward.

As soon as Izuna left, Madara breathed a sigh of relief and could finally speak more casually. He reminded Kamui in a low voice, "What does this look like? You are not."

Madara said this, and Kamui suddenly understood where Madara was concerned.

He came closer in a funny way, and the street lamp illuminated Madara's face clearly. On his fair face, two traces of crimson smeared on his cheeks, making him even more handsome.

Kamui also lowered his voice, and with an ambiguous tone, he asked: "If I were, would this be okay?"

When he asked this question, it was obvious that Madara's jawline tensed up in an instant, and the ends of his eyes twitched. Madara glared at him, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could you possibly do that?"

Of course it was impossible for Kamui, she just wanted to tease him.

Don't say he is a man, even if he is a woman, a person like him will not be a qualified and good parent anyway, right?

Innocent children are very cute, and he also likes children, but he does not have the confidence to take good care of them and teach them well.

At one time he felt that he had reached the heights of the ninja world, and at one time he was full of confidence in his abilities. Wouldn't he still be unable to protect Uchiha Tokikawa?

Moreover, he himself has many bad habits and does not dare to expect his children to be well educated.

You will probably be educated to be a selfish person who is not lovable, at least not lovable by people in a universal sense.

Secondly, it is probably because he is not sure whether he can love them properly. Love, whether it is between partners or between parents and children, is a very ethereal thing in Kamui's eyes, like a wisp of smoke, which can be seen but not necessarily grasped. Of.

Seeing that Kamui remained silent, Madara wondered if he had exaggerated his words. He opened his mouth to say something to explain. At this moment, a real pregnant woman walked past them.

The woman's belly was bulging high, and it looked like she was about to give birth. Her husband carefully supported her arms and kept telling her to walk slower and be careful not to touch her.

The real pregnant woman walked past the two of them and looked at them. Shenwei looked down at himself and suddenly felt a little funny.

Unknowingly, he stopped and watched the couple slowly walk away.

"Are you not willing to accept that you have no offspring because you are with me?"

Madara's expression froze, then became a little angry, and his voice became a little heavier, "What on earth are you thinking about? Don't you know enough about what I am thinking? Do you think I care about this?"

Yes, he doesn't care, he said so.

Kamui asked Madara again: "They love each other very much, right?"

Madara calmed down and looked at them, nodding naturally, "Ah, the husband takes good care of his wife, just like his father and mother before."

My mother was in poor health when she was pregnant with Izumi. As long as my father was not on the battlefield, he would spend as much time as possible with her.

My mother likes to take care of flowers and plants, but my father is not interested in these at all, but he will accompany her whenever he has time.

In the third trimester of pregnancy, the mother's belly became very large and it was very inconvenient for her to move. So her father would support her and accompany her to the garden, letting her sit and watch while he clumsily weeded, watered, and pruned for her. Remove dead branches and leaves.

Thinking of his parents, Madara's eyes finally softened, and his whole body exuded a warmth like spring breeze.

However, Kamui couldn't feel these things. As a ninja, his perception was stronger than that of ordinary people. Even so, he didn't feel it at all.

He looked at the couple walking away in trance and smiled suddenly.

He said: "Then this child was born to be loved and expected?"

Madara narrowed his eyes, feeling that Kamui's question was strange, "How can there be parents who don't love their children?"

Kamui thought this sentence was really interesting. He sneered, "Madara, do you think my parents loved me?"

Madara was surprised by Kamui's words. He turned to look at Kamui. Kamui's expression was as usual. Because there was a smile on his lips, he looked rare gentle and easy-going, but he knew that this was just an appearance.

He suddenly remembered the night when the two of them were intercepted and killed by Hinata and rolled down the cliff.

The feverish Kamui called his mother over and over again in his sleep, asking her not to abandon him, asking her whether she loved him or not, why she gave birth to him if she didn't, and why she abandoned him if she loved him.

Long-lasting memories came back with dust. At this moment, he seemed to understand why Kamui asked this.

But, what answer should he give?

Kamui didn't ask for an answer from him, and after a moment, he laughed to himself.

He muttered to himself, "I said it casually, so don't take it to heart."

The hand that was rubbing his stomach hung down in frustration. Kamui raised his feet to chase after Izuna, but before he could take a step forward, his wrist was eagerly held by the person next to him.

Through a thin layer of gloves, Madara's hand firmly grasped Kamui's wrist.

Compared with men of the same age, this wrist is too thin, as if it will break easily if you apply more force.

Kamui turned around, his eyes full of confusion, "What's wrong?"

Madara looked at Kamui steadily. Compared with the past, his eyes were extremely serious now, so serious that it made people feel uncomfortable.

"No matter what happens to others, at least there is still me."

Kamui was stunned for a moment, his words sounded a bit unclear.

The wind blew from the mountains, blowing through the busy city and tainted with the smoke of human beings. The wind blew up the long hair that covered half of his face, completely revealing Uchiha Madara's slightly cold and overly handsome face. come out.

He stared at Shenwei, and in his eyes was only the man in front of him who pretended to be strong, but was actually extremely fragile and sensitive when it came to his parents' affection.

The fireworks in the world are bright and brilliant, and they are the brightness of others. He can only see his own moonlight.

"Even if no one loves you, I," clenched his fist and hit his heart, "I, Madara Uchiha, still love you."

Uchiha Madara rarely said such disgusting words. His eyes slowly opened wide, and it took Kamui a full two minutes to digest the words he heard in his ears.

He stared at Madara blankly. This short sentence was like a detonating talisman exploding in his heart, exploding his world into desolation.

The world he saw turned into dazzling white, and in this overwhelming whiteness there was only Madara, who was wearing a dark blue Uchiha clan robe.

It was obviously a busy city with people coming and going, but he couldn't hear any sound, only Madara's words, "I, Uchiha Madara, also love you."