Naruto: Let's take a look at the blind Uchiha

The gorgeous fireworks in the sky have long ended, but the people in the dim lights are still continuing their carnival.

Tobirama raised his hand to rub his eyes, and sat by the window with all his strength. He really wanted to know whether the second half of the night that Ling had told him about would be when the moon was at its zenith or when dawn was approaching - to be honest, he was now extremely envious of those Uchiha who got drunk early and slept peacefully.

[How long will this guy keep drinking? They are all drinking, so why do others get drunk, but this guy gets more energetic?] Tobirama turned his head to look at Ling who was humming a song beside him, and lay down on the table a little dejectedly, [I really want to go home...]

Just when Tobirama was busy tracing the patterns on the plate with his hands to relieve his boredom and uneasiness, the door of the house was suddenly opened and the cold wind rushed in, suffocating the atmosphere in the room.

Tobirama couldn't help but look up at the door, secretly surprised that someone would dare to cause trouble for a room full of Uchiha people, but he soon cursed himself for being stupid. This was the Uchiha people, what did he, a Senju, have to do with their own troubles?

But Tobirama soon realized that he could not stay out of it. After all, the teenager with a fierce look on his face kicked the door open and walked towards them with quick steps and a clear goal in mind.

"Brother! How long are you going to drink before you come home? We agreed to have a New Year's Eve dinner together and exchange New Year's gifts, right?! You didn't forget about it!"

"Oh... is that Madara? Sorry, sorry - I was a little too happy after drinking." Ling raised his hands and hugged his angry brother, "My Madara is really reliable - now he will pick me up home, brother is really, really touched~

Smelling the pungent smell of alcohol on Ling, Ban frowned even more tightly, but did not push him away. Instead, he took the opportunity to help him up. "Besides, I could have done this kind of thing a long time ago. It was you, brother, who always treated me like a child and was strict with yourself and didn't give me the chance. But you indulged yourself like this. What are you trying to do? Father was so busy, but he came back early!"

Ling smiled and leaned over to cuddle with his brother, "Sorry, sorry - forgive brother this time? Hmm? Our Ban-chan is the most considerate, right~"

"So, Brother, please don't call me like those annoying people!"

Seeing that the two were really about to leave, Tobirama had to speak up to show his presence, "Um...if you take him away, what should I do? How can I get back?"

Madara then turned his gaze to the tribe member in front of him who was about the same age as his brother (?), and finally fixed his gaze on the other's red eyes - [Such a small one has been dragged out to play until now, and the only reliable one in the room is about to be dragged away by me. I should be anxious. Look, there are signs of Sharingan. 】

Thinking of this, Madara's expression softened a little and he said, "Where is your home? I'll take you back."

Tobirama's expression twisted for a moment, and he whispered, "I live across the street."

"So you don't remember the way or you are afraid that those uncles will come to your house to complain? Come on, I will take you out. If anyone makes things difficult for you, I will help you to plead for mercy."

Tobirama couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his face and lowered his head. The voice became even quieter, "...but I don't live across the street from here."

[Not this opposite side…?] Madara frowned, looking a little confused, but he was never a fool, he quickly realized it, his eyes widened unconsciously, [Opposite side? ! !]

Tobirama raised his head, looked at Madara's horrified expression, and nodded woodenly, "So, if you take him away, what should I do?"

Madara was also annoyed. He just came to pick someone up and how could he encounter such a thing - by the way, my brother, you really don't care about meat or vegetables! One Uzumaki is not enough, do you want to train another Senju? !

Feeling his brother's stiffness, Ling no longer insisted on clinging to his brother and sticking to him. He put one hand on Madara's shoulders and said to Tobirama with a smile, "Oh, by the way, little Tobirama, come with us, right?

After all, if you go back so soon, your brothers probably won’t learn their lesson. They must be frightened enough so that they will remember it for the rest of their lives—"

"Brother, I must remind you that father is at home tonight," his face twitched slightly, "if he is found, he will die."

"Um - it doesn't matter. Father knows what I'm doing, and everything will be fine." Ling smiled and waved to Tobirama, motioning for him to follow him, and then walked out with Madara in his arms, "The worst thing is that I ask Xiaomatou Let's take the others and escape, their children are strong-skinned and can't get into trouble if they get a little frightened."

[Then I really want to thank you for remembering to protect me...] Tobirama climbed down from the tatami with a wooden face, put on his shoes and followed the two of them. He gathered his scarf with a desperate and helpless expression, and sighed as he walked out, [Forget it, as long as I can return alive and well.]

Along the way, the atmosphere between Madara and Tobirama was extremely awkward. Only Ling was humming a little tune to himself, looking quite happy.

Tobirama looked at the deserted streets and thought that he should do something to ease the awkwardness after the Senju and Uchiha knew each other's identities, and by the way, think of a way to give himself some protection, "...It seems that all the big brothers are the same."

Madara didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to talk, so he was silent for a moment and then said, "...What do you mean?"

"First of all, it's a super bad habit. For example, my brother is a gambler, and your brother..."

Madara followed Tobirama's gaze and glanced at Ling, and silently completed Tobirama's unfinished words in his heart - [He is an alcoholic. ]

Tobirama glanced at Madara's expression and continued to choose his words, "And apparently they are both very good at causing trouble for their brother."

"…So you didn't come here by yourself?"

"If you were me, would you choose this time to find someone and join the banquet in such a swagger?" Tobirama's expression became even more wooden, "And stay until midnight."

Madara looked at Tobirama with a bit more sympathy, but he was not the type to comfort others, so he could only say, "May the best be to you."

Tobirama: ...With your tone and word choice, it is really hard for me to tell whether you are concerned about me or mocking me.