Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Kamui was squatting on the window sill and raising his hands towards him. His back was obviously facing the sun, but the smile on Kamui's face was super bright, as if a night pearl illuminated the gray and dark Hokage's office in an instant.

The moment Madara saw Kamui with a frown on his face, the sadness on his face was immediately blown away.

He stood up and ducked over, looking at the guy squatting on the window sill as if grasping a life-saving straw.

This guy who had no choice but to go out of the window was looking up at him now, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his smiling face healing Madara's "work-injured" soul like the warmth of the sun.

"Why are you here?" Madara asked him.

Shenwei had no intention of getting down from the window sill. He just squatted down and replied in a brisk tone: "I was passing by and just wanted to come up and see you. I still have things to do in the afternoon, so I'll be leaving soon."

"Passing by? Where have you been?"

Kamui sighed softly, and the smile on his face faded a little, "Went to the cemetery."

"Ah," Madara's expression also darkened. He had already seen many projects such as the cemetery in yesterday's document summary. Although he had not gone there to pay homage in person, he knew that there was such a thing.

It goes without saying who Kamui went to the cemetery for.

At the mention of this, the lively air seemed to fall into dullness again, and Kamui didn't want that.

For a person like him who had died once a long time ago, he was more open-minded than many people about death. The reason why Uchiha Tokikawa's death was special was just because of the special status of the other party.

Death is death. No matter how much one blames oneself and cherishes one's memory, one cannot be resurrected. The method of desecrating the deceased through reincarnation in the dirty earth does not count.

Kamui smiled again and helped Madara move his forehead hair that covered one eye to the side.

"Is it painful to review documents?" he asked.

Madara opened his mouth to say yes, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that his current status was not suitable for saying such words, so he simply closed his mouth again.

Kamui tilted his head and looked at the pile of documents on the table, grinning involuntarily. He seemed to be able to understand why Madara looked so haggard.

Kamui held his chin and said silently: "I also began to wonder if Tobirama also had to deal with so many documents at that time."

Madara also glanced at it and said in a cool tone, "Probably, although I teased that they sent it here because they deliberately teased me, but after thinking about the contents of the file that I have read, it is true that the Hokage should know and make decisions. "

Saying this, Madara sighed, and suddenly understood how difficult Tobirama had been in the past two years.

When you go out to fight, you have to be careful about your own life and death, and when you stay in the village to guard your home, the work content is also unimaginable. Even for people like them who are used to fighting, it is more like an invisible shackles, a spiritual shackle. bondage and torture.

Governing a village places great emphasis on talent. Just like not everyone can be a parent official, everyone can manage the land and water well.

It's true that the two are mortal enemies and love rivals, but Madara is a very open-minded person. He really hates someone when he hates him. But at the same time, he also admires this person. He admits that Tobirama has his own qualities in running the village, and even Hashirama has. Unparalleled talent.

How is this not mastery in another sense?

Madara smiled bitterly a few times and rubbed the center of his brow. When he was alone, he could still force himself to concentrate on his work. When the divine power came, he couldn't help but relax.

As soon as his spirit relaxed, fatigue also came over him, making him just want to lean on the guy who jumped out of the window to absorb energy.

He is like a plant that has been left in a dark room for a long time, in urgent need of photosynthesis, and Kamui is the sun shining on him, making people want to get close to him.

Seeing that his eyes were turning blue and his eye sockets were darker with fatigue, Kamui couldn't help but curl his lips. He had only been back for two days and he was already tortured by the Hokage's work to look like this?

Sure enough, no social animal is spiritual.

Thinking like this, Kamui hooked his fingers at Madara and said, "Come here."

Shenwei's smile was a bit naughty, and his black eyes were bright, just like the way he looked every time he wanted to tease someone.

Banxin was still frightened, and he stood with his back straight without moving, and asked tentatively: "What to do?"

Kamui's smile grew wider, "Hey, I'll give you some energy."

Madara leaned forward slightly and came closer with a confused look on his face, and the next second, the guy squatting on the window sill quickly came over.

"Chirp~"

My lips felt soft and a little moist.

Before he could taste it carefully, the softness disappeared again and returned to its original place.

As if his soul had been taken away, Madara stared blankly at the person in front of him.

After all, it was broad daylight, and since they were at the window, anyone could see them if they looked up casually.

This is still the Hokage's office. If there is an emergency, someone will probably break the door open from the outside and run in.

In short, in a place like this, no matter how you look at it, this is a very bold move.

Kamui rarely takes such initiative, even in a place with such bright light.

He also felt embarrassed, his cheeks turned red, but he still looked at Madara, with a hint of shy sweetness in his smile.

He asked: "Now, do you feel a steady stream of energy surrounding you?"

Madara came to his senses and licked his lips like an animal.

Well, it's sweet, fruity sweet.

"Ah -" Shenwei opened his mouth to show him, "I ate candy, it's very sweet, right?"

The candy has not completely melted, and there is still a small piece left in the mouth.

Madara stared at him. Kamui like this was so innocent and simple. He didn't have any desire, he just wanted you to see what he was eating.

However, he didn't know how fatally tempting he was to his partner.

His Adam's apple rolled, and just when Madara was approaching again and about to lean down, Kamui's hand suddenly stretched out in front of him, interrupting his next actions very suddenly.

Madara stopped and lowered his eyelashes to look, but Kamui's palm was spread out, with two simply wrapped candies lying quietly in his palm.

Before Madara could ask, Kamui said, "I met Sasuke and Musashi's son on the road, and I snatched it."

Robbed, robbed?

Those two children must be only a few years old.

A silent drop of cold sweat slipped from Madara's temples, snatching the children's candy to eat, this kind of childish behavior is indeed something Kamui can do.

"Here, take it quickly. Eat one when you feel tired. Sweets can relieve people's stress. When you are stressed or tired, eating something sweet is very helpful. Try it."

Madara took it, looked at the candy and then at Kamui, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Candy itself is nothing. For the leader of the Uchiha clan and the Hokage of Konoha, he can afford as many candies as he wants. Things are precious because they were given by Kamui, even if they were stolen by Kamui.

If the lover gives it, then the thing itself is given a completely different meaning. This is love.

Madara looked at the two pieces of candy repeatedly, but was reluctant to peel them off and stuff them into his mouth.

He wanted to wait until later to eat.