Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

This was the first time that Shenwei participated in what could barely be considered a "funeral" burial. There was no trumpet or suona, no incense, candles, paper money, and even the cries were suppressed.

He stood between Madara and Izuna. As a brother, Madara was very restrained, keeping his head down and eyes closed, as if he was afraid that tears would fall from his eyes once he opened them without the obstruction of his eyelids.

On the other side, Izumi Madara was acting wildly, sobbing and bursting into tears.

Although they are brothers, Myoko and Togakushi don't completely regard Kamui as their older brother on weekdays.

Since he has no force value, these two guys have never been very respectful towards him. In that era of orderly order, this was naked contempt.

For two people who looked down on him, Kamui couldn't be sad when they died. What's more, in terms of souls, they were just characters who had never even appeared in the original work. This kind of family relationship is really not that easy to cultivate.

The tears couldn't fall down. Even if he pinched his thighs desperately, his eyes were still as dry as if they were trapped in the Sahara Desert, and he couldn't squeeze out a single tear.

Because of the heavy casualties, burying all the bodies brought back was a long process that lasted from morning to afternoon.

As long as the children of the clan are not sick, all children must be present to see off these heroes who died fighting for the Uchiha clan.

At the same time, there is also the most important purpose, which is to inspire, inspire them to become stronger, and inspire them to avenge their own people, so that they can explode with the strongest power when they go into battle to kill the enemy.

After finally waiting for all the corpses brought back to be buried, the crowd standing there silently dispersed in an orderly manner.

When the three Kamui brothers returned home, the servant said that their mother fainted three times from crying. For this reason, Tajima did not leave the room all morning and kept comforting his wife.

That's right, no one else would be able to bear the death of two sons at once.

The mother was crying in the bedroom of the main house, while the three brothers were silent in their own rooms in the other courtyard.

It's not appropriate to say anything at this time, so just say nothing.

Izuna seemed to be made of water, and her tears had never stopped since she was in the cemetery. At this moment, he was lying on Madara's lap, sobbing from time to time, his shoulders shrugging, and he couldn't stop crying.

Madara frowned and patted Quan Nai's back. He didn't say those vague, nice but useless words of comfort, he just patted his back.

again and again.

Kamui tried hard to make himself look sad. He lowered his head and used silence to cover himself up. Talking too much would make a lot of mistakes. Not speaking at this time would make it difficult for people to see what he was really thinking in his heart.

Perhaps because she cried for too long, Izuna finally got tired of crying and fell asleep on Madara's lap.

The room was still silent. Madara ordered Kamui to take out the quilt from the closet and spread it out, then put the tear-stained Izuna into the quilt.

The eight-year-old child has baby fat that has not gone away on his face. He also remembers the death of his two older brothers in his dreams. He cries from time to time and sleeps very uneasily.

After tucking in the quilt, Madara turned around and looked at Kamui who was sitting there honestly.

Kamui felt awkward as he stared at him, wondering if it was because he didn't cry that he made Madara unhappy?

Brothers died, two of them died at once. A normal person would have cried like Izuna to death. Even worse, if he had a calmer personality, he would have had all the pain written on his face like Madara.

Kamui thought he had to cry, at least to make himself look like a normal person with feelings.

Just as he was thinking about the bad things in his life from light to serious and trying to brew his emotions, Madara suddenly spoke.

His voice was a little hoarse and had a slight vibrato. It was obvious that he wanted to cry but was trying hard to restrain it.

"I've thought about it," he said.

Shenwei was a little confused when he heard such a word without beginning or end.

Seeing Kamui's confused expression, Madara explained: "I've thought about letting me practice taijutsu with you."

"Then your answer is..."

"can."

It's not an unexpected answer. Even if Madara doesn't want it, Kamui has a way to make him do it. He just has to wait a few more days. Now it seems that it went surprisingly well.

Madara looked sad and turned to look outside the open paper door.

In the backyard, the grass was green and green, and red flowers were blooming in the corners. He seemed to see his younger brothers who usually chased and played behind him.

Of the five brothers, only three of them are left now. Just thinking about it makes my heart hurt.

Kamui was thinking that being informed that his brother was gone was different from seeing it with his own eyes. If Madara had been at the scene at that time, he would probably have opened his Sharingan.

But no, hearing it and seeing it with your own eyes are, after all, completely different levels of psychological experience.

"I suddenly don't know how long I can live and how long I can protect you. Maybe as you said, at least I want you to have the ability to protect yourself."

"..."

"I can't always be by your side to protect you. On the battlefield, after facing the enemy, I will probably lose sight of you, but you have to be within a fixed distance from me. There is danger at any time. "

"..."

"Myoko and Togakushi are gone. I can't lose you and Izuna again."

Worried that Kamui would die like his other two brothers, Madara agreed to his request at the time.

Kamui sat opposite him and listened quietly. Although it sounded cruel, it had to be said that it was the deaths of Myoko and Togakure that made Madara agree with his idea of ​​becoming stronger from the bottom of his heart.

From that day on, Kamui completely started to become stronger in the world of Naruto.

If you want to practice upright and upright, there are still many obstacles. The first obstacle is your mother. After the death of two sons one after another, her spirit was very shocked. She was even more worried about Kamui who did not know when he might die of illness. This made her even more worried. She agreed that it was absolutely impossible for such a frail son to train like other healthy children.

She would really be afraid that her son would die not on the battlefield, but in training.

Unable to participate in unified training, he could only practice secretly under Madara's guidance in a separate courtyard.

In fact, this didn't matter to Kamui, all he wanted was an opportunity to practice well under Madara's nose.

He can hide from other people's eyes, but it is not easy to hide from Madara who lives in the same room. Simply let him know, and he can also turn Madara into his sparring partner. Why not?

After all, between a lifeless wooden mannequin and a living person with decent physical skills, it is better to use the latter to achieve better results.

Madara became Kamui's teacher, starting from the most basic strength training with him. Kamui's body had basically never done these before, and he really suffered a lot in the beginning.

When he was extremely tired, a mouthful of blood even spurted out from his mouth, almost frightening Madara next to him to the point of leaving his body.

Fortunately, after getting through the initial period, I gradually became more comfortable with it.

When he was still alive, Shenwei dabbled in various Kung Fu schools and won many championships in various martial arts competitions.

Now, every move is in his mind. As long as his physical fitness keeps up, he can dare to say that no Uchiha can beat him in terms of physical skills.

And Madara also discovered it.

He slowly discovered that he, as a teacher, was gradually beginning to feel difficulty in teaching Shenwei. He had obviously been practicing since he was a child, but Shenwei had only become a monk halfway.

Now, the embarrassing thing is that he can't beat the divine power of becoming a monk.

Just now, the two were exchanging physical skills, and Kamui just used an ordinary leg-cutting kick unexpectedly, which almost shattered his kneecap.

If it weren't for the fact that the divine power was still not enough, Madara couldn't imagine what he would be like at this moment.

The cold sweat slipped down from his temples at some point. After a few moves, he looked at Shenwei who returned to his original position in disbelief, and felt a sense of relief that he had survived the disaster.

Kamui seemed to be very satisfied with the kick he just gave, and he smiled happily at Madara.

But this smile suddenly made Madara feel dazzled.