Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

Kamui very considerately left space for the two close friends to talk, while he wandered among the furniture made by Hashirama out of wood.

There is a difference between what he heard in the letter and what he actually saw. Looking at the neatly arranged wooden furniture and small objects in categories, Kamui once again saw with his own eyes the practicality of wood escape ability.

Hashirama's aesthetics can't be said to be that good, and everything he makes is similar to what people use at home in this era. If you have to say which one is better, except for the wood release, Hashirama's chakra can ensure that things are not moldy or insect-free. Apart from the moth, only the carved patterns on it are beautiful.

After practicality reaches a certain level, beauty becomes people's pursuit.

I have to say that Hashirama is really strong when it comes to carpentry.

But this comment was difficult to convey to Hashirama. When a ninja was praised for his carpentry skills, it felt weird no matter how he heard it. If it were a Kamui, he didn't think it was such a good compliment, but rather a strange and yin-yang thing. .

Kamui looked at his hands. Now that he has Hashirama cells, will he be able to use the wood escape ability in time?

According to some settings in the original work, people who have successfully transplanted Hashirama's cells will awaken the ability of wood escape by the way. It should be the same for him. As for when, it is unknown.

However, judging from the current situation, Kamui feels that it would be better to awaken his wood escape ability later. Otherwise, he may end up like Hashirama and be forced to become a carpenter.

When Kamui walked around and walked back to the two half-brothers, Hashirama was pitifully acting coquettishly towards Madara.

I have never seen a macho man acting coquettishly in the past, but today is an eye-opener.

Hashirama had runny nose and burst into tears. He sat cross-legged on the bench and recounted how miserable he had been in the past two years since Madara was absent from the village.

His younger brother Tobirama is like a devil in Hashirama's mouth.

"You are not allowed to go down the mountain until you finish your work. Is this what a brother can say? I am the elder brother, and I am the elder brother!"

Hashirama felt extremely aggrieved by Tobirama's instructions in this way. His dignity as an elder brother was simply being rubbed against the ground by Tobirama, but he was unable to refute at all.

Tobirama couldn't reason with him, so if he did it...how could he do it to his younger brother? Mito would drag him to kneel in the ancestral hall.

In the past, there was no such thing as kneeling in the ancestral hall for Senju. Ever since Mito married, whenever he did something wrong, Mito liked to carry him to the ancestral hall and let him kneel in front of the ancestors of the Senju family. repent.

Mito didn't know where his mistake was, so he didn't give him food for a day. He also locked the door of the ancestral hall and warned his family members that anyone who dared to open the door to him would be locked in.

Many times, Mito, the sister-in-law, was on the same side as Tobirama. For example, neither of them were allowed to go to Yifou by themselves. For this reason, a sign was erected on Tanshu Street saying Senju Hashirama was not allowed to enter.

Another example is to limit the number and amount of alcohol he drinks, etc., the list goes on and on.

As long as he did these things secretly, what was waiting for him would be kneeling in the ancestral hall. During the several times he had kneeled in the ancestral hall, Qianju Taohua even made a special trip to watch it through the door of the ancestral hall to gloat.

Hashirama had never been as arrogant in his life as he had been in the past two years. He burst into tears and moved from the bench to the rocking chair where Madara was sitting. He grabbed his best friend's sleeve and wiped his nose.

Madara, who loves to be clean, just frowned at first. His expression was very complicated. He wanted to save his sleeves, but he also felt that his best friend was indeed miserable. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was living in dire straits.

But, slowly, Madara's face turned blue.

Seeing that his clean sleeves were stained with Hashirama's tears and snot, he straightened his back in discomfort.

Kamui watched with great interest. In his memory, the relationship between Madara and Hashirama should be as shown in the original work. They studied together how to swim, competed in taijutsu and ninjutsu, talked about their ideals about the future together, and dreamed together. Building a village to protect brothers and clansmen has always been full of positive energy.

Who would have thought that there is such a down-to-earth side.

Hashirama's weeping and complaining, Madara's complex expression, and Kamui's attitude of watching the fun without taking it too seriously, formed a rather absurd scene.

Madara stared at the gloating guy a few steps away with a terrifying look in his eyes, but Kamui was not afraid of him. Not only was he not afraid, but he made a very childish face.

Madara was so angry at this grimace that he almost breathed out. He tried hard to free his sleeves from Hashirama's big hands, thinking about what he had to say to comfort him.

"Um..." What should I say? His younger brother Quan Nai is very considerate of me and has never done anything to embarrass him. He doesn't even know how to comfort him, mainly because he is inexperienced.

If I want to talk about my wife...

Madara looked at his childish partner, his brows trembling in disgust.

Yes, it's just disgust. Love and disgust don't conflict. Although he is very disgusted, it doesn't affect his liking for this guy.

But Mito is a woman, and as for women... Madara shook his head in his heart, he didn't understand women.

"Ever since I came back from the Fire Country Daimyo Mansion, I have been assigned a new task. I use Mudun to make furniture and ornaments that are sold all over the ninja world. I have a lot of chakra, but that's not how I use it. You Is that right, Madara?”

What could Madara say, if his chakra could be exchanged for money, he would probably use it that way.

Having said that, the reason why Tobirama asked Hashirama to do this was not for them who were fighting outside, nor for Konoha.

Madara really can’t tell Tobirama’s fault. If that’s the case, then——

He patted Hashirama on the shoulder and comforted him with a guilty conscience, "This is called a ruler being short but an inch being long. Wouldn't it be a waste to have this kind of ability left unused?"

"Huh?" Three question marks appeared above Hashirama's head. He hadn't seen him for a long time. It was completely different from what he thought. Why did his best friend feel like a stranger?

"I mean idle is idle. After the chakra is used up, it will recover after taking a rest. These things you made with wood escape can be exchanged for money."

Hashirama: ( ﹁ ﹁ )? ? ?

Listen, is this human language?

Hashirama simply couldn't bear to think that these cold words came from the mouth of his best friend Sansixidu8.

He is convinced that there is no humanity to talk about in the face of money.

Back in Yifang, I saw countless people falling out over money. Now, even my pure and innocent best friend has changed because of money.

Thinking of this, Hashirama cried harder and picked up Madara's sleeve again to blow his nose.

It was as if Hashirama was deliberately disgusting him and venting his bad breath. Madara no longer had the courage to take back his sleeves, so he could only pretend not to see it.

You can't ask for any more clothes in this room. You must throw them into the trash can when you get home!

Hashirama didn't care about Madara's psychological activities. He was so wronged that he muttered, "Didn't I agree to come back and beat Tobirama up to avenge me? What benefits did he give you to let you go with him?" He wears a pair of pants?”