Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

"Woman, what woman?"

Before Madara could come to his senses, Hashirama, who came from a distance, heard Tobirama's words very intelligently and captured the key points very gossipily.

Madara and Tobirama looked at each other, trying to figure out something from each other's eyes and expressions, but no one had time to talk to Hashirama.

Hashirama asked for trouble, his mouth flattened again and again, a little dissatisfied with being ignored, "What's wrong with you two, greeting your comrades who have won the battle like this?"

Having said that, it was precisely because he won the battle and resolved the crisis that these two guys could think about their own concerns unscrupulously.

Madara gradually lowered his eyes, and he thought of the dream he had.

In his dream, he saw a woman who looked very much like Shenwei, wearing a white robe and a hoodie on her head. Her face was covered by a thin gauze. He could not see her face clearly but her face was very clear. Saw her eyes.

Those eyes were also looking at me, very gentle, as gentle as water.

Madara lowered his head and looked at his right hand. He had used this hand to hold the opponent's wrist. Such a thin wrist was slightly thinner than Kamui's wrist in his memory.

He always thought it was a dream, but now what Tobirama said reminded him that the dream he thought might not be a dream at all.

If it wasn't a dream, then who was the woman he and Tobirama saw?

At first glance, he thought it was the divine power that had turned into a woman...

Madara was a little unsure and looked at Tobirama. Tobirama's expression seemed to indicate that he had the same idea as him.

Unable to stand any longer, Madara clenched his teeth with excitement and his whole body was trembling slightly. The strong wind and sand blew his long hair around. Tobirama saw that the other person's eyes looking over him gradually became firm.

At this moment, Tobirama understood that he must have guessed correctly, that woman, oh no, that person... he must be Kamui.

Madara was slightly excited and couldn't wait any longer. He said, "I'll go find him."

"Who are you looking for?" Zhu Jian was confused.

Tobirama was speechless. He had long been unable to face Kamui openly. For a person who valued the village more than Kamui, when he knew that the other party might not be dead and that he might see the living Kamui, Tobirama decided for the first time. I was timid for a moment.

He was even more afraid to perceive it than before. He felt that he had no face to see Shenwei.

No one imposed this shackles on him, not even Kamui might care about it, but Tobirama himself cared about it, secretly minding it in his heart.

He didn't say yes or no, he just looked at Madara like that.

Uchiha Madara was immersed in the excitement that his lover might not be dead. He didn't care about anything else, but he used the teleportation technique to leave here in an instant.

Hashirama saw that the place where Madara was standing just now was now empty. He scratched his hair and was very confused, "Tobirama, what are you two talking about?"

As he spoke, his expression became serious again after noticing the blood on Tobirama's chin and cheeks.

"Who hurt you? Why not treat you?" Hashirama waved to the medical ninja in the distance, "Medical ninja, medical ninja come here, this way..."

"Brother, that's enough, there's no need," Tobirama tiredly pulled Hashirama's arm that greeted him from a distance, "Have you forgotten, I know how to do medical ninjutsu myself."

Yes, but he doesn't treat himself, which in Hashirama's opinion is even more fatal.

"Tobirama, what exactly happened, don't hide it from me."

Tobirama's distraught look was so weird, it reminded Hashirama of the time he came back from the battlefield after the war with Iwagakure.

Tobirama stared at the ground in silence for a long time, and amid the roar of the wind and sand, he struggled to say a word.

He said: "Shenwei seems to be back."

For a few seconds, Hashirama was stunned. He looked at Tobirama blankly in the wind and sand, but Tobirama's serious expression didn't seem like he was joking.

Licking his dry lips, Hashirama became a little excited. He asked Tobirama: "Are you sure? But Kamui is not..."

Before, he had never said that Kamui was dead. This was not because Hashirama felt that Kamui was alive, but because he did not want to hurt his younger brother and best friend.

In fact, deep down, Hashirama, like everyone else, thinks that Kamui is no longer in this world, otherwise why not return to the village?

Why can't I feel it no matter how I feel it?

Why is it that even though the ninjas sent out to search are about to turn the ninja world upside down, there is still no whereabouts of Kamui?

How can a person come back from the dead?

Hashirama looked at Tobirama, and Tobirama's expression was so serious that he had to believe it.

The two brothers stood here for a long time, until the wind and sand blurred Hashirama's eyes, and then Hashirama took Tobirama's arm and walked towards his tent.

He has already finished the battle. Small-scale battles don't even take long to clean up the battlefield.

Sitting in the relatively quiet tent, Hashirama thought for a long time before carefully asking: "In that case, why don't you follow him and have a look? You also want to see him, don't you?"

From Hashirama's point of view, there should be no distinction between partners and friends at this time. When a person "resurrected from the dead" appears, there is no need to worry about so much. Anyone who wants to see him can go see him.

If it weren't for the fact that the camp needed someone with weight to guard him, Hashirama himself would have wanted to follow Madara's trail, but Tobirama, a guy who had been depressed for a while after Kamui's disappearance, faced the news that Madara might have returned. , can be so determined.

It's really like him and not like him at the same time.

Tobirama heard Hashirama's question, but he was distracted, and it took him a long time before he had any reaction.

He looked at the entrance and exit of the tent. There was a strong wind and sand outside, and the tent curtain was tightly closed blocking his view. Even if he didn't look, he knew what the outside looked like now.

Tobirama has been thinking, if the other party is really Kamui, then why did he run away and why did he attack one of his own?

Even if he didn't know that the person chasing him was him, it could only be another Konoha companion. Why would he take action?

If the chakra blade cuts the throat or aorta, the opponent is likely to be killed on the spot.

No, no, no, he shook his head slightly, forbidding himself to think about these things again. Before reaching the last step, he actually couldn't determine who the other party was.

We still have to wait until Uchiha Madara brings the person back before making a conclusion.

"Human, Madara will definitely bring him back. Although my relationship with him is average, I still recognize his abilities. Don't you believe in your best friend?"

Hashirama frowned, a little speechless, and muttered: "You just answered the wrong question. I don't think you will be a person who is afraid of the wind and sand and will just stay where you are and wait."

He was indeed not, it was just that he had a grudge in his heart that prevented him from taking any action.

In order to shut up the elder brother who looked like a trumpet turned into a spirit, Tobirama could only give a self-destructive answer - "When a young couple reunites, who am I?"

At this moment, Hashirama really shut up completely. Not only that, he was also on pins and needles, feeling that it was his low emotional intelligence that forced his younger brother to answer him with his own wounds.

This is to the point where I have to suddenly sit up and slap myself in the face even in the middle of the night.

【I am so damned! 】

Hashirama wailed in his heart.