On the application of plant zombies in the world of Naruto

Rengoku Kyojuro was stunned for a moment, then regained his composure. After all, being distracted when fighting a demon would mean death.

If it is reincarnation, it would be normal to start from infancy, right?

But he is not a newborn baby anymore. He kicked his legs and found that he could control his limbs. He is at least eight or nine months old now.

Rengoku Kyojuro didn't quite understand. Do all babies have souls at this time?

Is it because you want to learn to speak?

He slowly and laboriously stood up, holding on to a low cabinet. The child's body was too clumsy, and it took him several minutes just to stand up.

After standing up, I was still slightly out of breath.

The fingers that were pulling at the cabinet turned slightly red.

Uchiha Madara was dragged home from the training ground by his younger brother, and this was the scene he saw when he entered the door.

The two-headed child held on to the low cabinet with both hands, leaving behind a short and steady back.

Kind of cute.

Izumi who came in later was startled. He quickly took off his shoes and ran into the house, holding the child's back with his hands, fearing that he would lose his strength and fall backwards, causing him to fall on his butt.

"Why did you stand up suddenly? I was only away for a few minutes. You must be too energetic."

It’s the boy from before!

Rengoku Kyojuro looked at the young man protecting his hands.

What a careful and gentle child!

After washing his hands, Uchiha Madara put his hands under the child's armpits and held the child in his arms.

?

Rengoku Kyojuro raised his head with great effort, but all he could see was a pointed chin and some sticky hair on his neck.

Looking at the confused eyes of the child who was suddenly moved to a different position, my depressed mood over the past month felt a little relieved.

"A one-year-old child can already stand. We don't know where cousin Haoyi got the child from, and we don't know the child's mother either."

Uchiha Madara, who had taken care of Izuna since childhood, obviously understood the growth rate of children better. He picked up an unsharpened kunai as a toy for the child and continued chatting with Izuna.

Rengoku Kyojuro was fiddling with the kunai in both hands. He had seen Tengen Uzui use this thing.

Did I become a child of a ninja family?

Although I don't know the specific situation, from what Tengen Uzui revealed, the life of a ninja doesn't seem to be easy.

Can he still be a swordsman?

"The bloodline has been verified, it is indeed the Uchiha's child,"

At this point, Izumi began to complain about her unreliable cousin again, "He was willful and didn't go on any missions for a year. He stayed in the clan to raise his son, and today he suddenly said he wanted to do missions to make money, and left Kyojuro to us and ran away. When will Koichi-kun be more stable?"

Looking at his six-year-old brother's mature expression of admiration for his cousin, Uchiha Madara silently suppressed the corners of his mouth that were raised.

I would feel shy again if Izuna knew I was laughing.

"Kyojuro? Who is that?"

Upon hearing his own name, Rengoku Kyojuro, who was holding a kunai and thinking hard about the future, immediately looked up.

Feeling the child in his arms looking up at him, Uchiha Madara picked him up and weighed him, "Really? Your name is Kyojuro, Koichi brother hopes he can live a long life."

That's right!

Rengoku Kyojuro nodded heavily. He liked the name Kyojuro. It was great that he didn’t have to change his name in this life.

"But why is he called Kyojuro? Wouldn't Chojuro be better?"

Izuna tilted her head and thought for a while, "Brother Haoyi said that his mother likes to eat apricots very much, and it is said that her name also contains the word 'apricot'."

"apricot……"

Uchiha Madara was a little dazed. He held the child in his arms and rested his chin gently on the top of the child's head.

The name Xing is not common among Uchiha.

Maybe the child's biological mother is an ordinary person.

As long as it’s not Thousand Hands.

Thinking of the Senju, Uchiha Madara felt bad again.

I was forced to see the huge gap between myself and my friends, and I almost pushed my brother into danger. My ideal was just a moon in the water.

bother.

Uchiha Madara buried his head in the child's arms, listened to the child's tender heartbeat, and slowly calmed down his emotions.

Rengoku Kyojuro was a little at a loss as there was suddenly an extra head in his arms, but the boy seemed a little sad. He struggled to hold the boy's head with his short hands and patted it a few times, trying to comfort him.

Incredibly, Uchiha Madara felt a lot more relaxed. He simply thought that hearing the child's heartbeat gave him the determination to protect his family again.

But this child has a lot of fat on his belly, and his whole body is soft.

"Yoshi, Izuna, did Koichi-san bring Kyojuro's food over?"

"No, but I made a list of what he can eat."

Uchiha Madara, who had recovered his spirit, quickly recalled his past memories. Children should eat small meals frequently, and now it was time to eat.

Izuna?

Rengoku Kyojuro knew that this was the name of the pigtailed boy, and he was indeed a little hungry, so he imitated Uchiha Madara's pronunciation.

"…chu…na"

"what?"

"…chu…na"

The child's underdeveloped mouth obviously couldn't make such a complex sound as izuna. After trying for a long time, Rengoku Kyojuro could only barely make the sound of chu...na...chu...na.

"Hahahaha, Izuna, Kyojuro is calling your name!"

"Call Madara to listen! Ma...da...ra!"

"ma...ma...dara!"

Get it right the first time.

Izuna came closer with a puffy face, "It's not fair, Kyojuro was the one who called my name first, why did you learn Madara-nii's name first?"

Uchiha Madara stroked his brother's newly braided hair and said, "I can't help it. My name is easier to pronounce. Izuna's name is hard for a child to pronounce."

"Then there's nothing we can do. My next goal is to teach Kyojuro how to pronounce my name!"

"Generally speaking, parents are taught first."

"Hehe, since it was Brother Koichi who handed Kyojuro over to us, we should have this kind of awareness."

"ni!"

Hearing the voice, Izumi poked Kyojuro's cheek, "Do you want to call me Nissan? Madara is my brother, not your brother. You should call us uncle."

As she spoke, Izunai skillfully prepared the minced noodles and chopped vegetables, adding only a little bit of salt.

Rengoku Kyojuro is still calculating his seniority in the family.

This is probably a trouble unique to large families.

After the noodles were out of the pot, Izuna wanted to add some sugar, but was quickly stopped by Uchiha Madara.

"Can Kyojuro eat with a spoon by himself?"

Facing Izuna's question, Kyojuro clenched the spoon in his hand and showed a determined look.

He slowly scooped a spoonful of the crushed noodles, shaking it continuously as he brought it to his mouth.

then…

Successfully got it all over my face.

"Hahaha," Izuna grinned as she wiped the noodle paste off Kyojuro's face with a wet cloth, "I knew it, little cat."

Madara couldn't help laughing, "Children's hands and feet are not flexible, I'll feed them later."

Rengoku Kyojuro obediently had his face wiped and sighed heavily in his heart.

When will he be able to hold a sword if he can't even hold a spoon?

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