Shinigami I Am Uchiha Madara

Night gradually fell, and the hazy night shrouded Rukongai again.

There was nothing to be seen in the empty streets, and all the inhabitants went back to their houses.

It has to be said that while Rukongai is a peaceful and peaceful place, it lacks a certain amount of fun. On weekdays, the residents of Rukongai are playing soy sauce, enjoying a good life peacefully

The cold wind whizzed by, sweeping down the fallen leaves hanging from the branches.

Although the night was extraordinarily quiet, the unremarkable hut was different and full of laughter.

Especially that immature girl's voice is as sweet as the voice of nature.

The Yingying candlelight illuminated the whole room, making the backs of the three people look no longer lonely at night.

Of course, it was more Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin talking, and Uchiha Madara listening. "937" "Mr. Madara, when are you going to leave?"

Matsumoto Rangiku tilted his head and smiled, "I really hope Mr. Madara can stay longer."

Looking at the expectant look in Matsumoto Rangiku's eyes, Uchiha Madara couldn't bear it, but still said calmly, "Three days, I only have three days of vacation. I will leave here in three days, and then Gotei 13 will be held Enrollment Ceremony."

"Only three days?"

The look of hope in the eyes gradually faded and became dull. She sighed in frustration and stopped talking.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and even Ichimaru Gin remained silent.

Although the sudden appearance brought them great surprises, the short stay also made them feel sad.

"Hey, Rangiku, Mr. Madara is joining Gotei 13, we should be happy for him.

Ichimaru Gin couldn't bear to see Rangiku sad, so he changed the subject quickly.

"Well, a good thing for Mr. Madara."

Matsumoto Rangiku forced a smile on his face, and even though she was reluctant to leave Uchiha Madara, she was really happy for him. Although she is only a girl, becoming a Shinigami is her dream.

"Mr. Madara, which team do you plan to join? With your talent, you must have the right to choose your team freely."

Ichimaru Gin squinted his eyes, and an imperceptible cold light flashed in the depths of his pupils. This look was not aimed at Uchiha Madara but at the man from the fifth team.

From that day on, willingly turned into a cold snake, using those sharp teeth, began to love people. With that addicted mouth, he said "Guardian" in a loud voice.

This is the meaning of this gaze, and it is the only mission of Ichimaru Gin from now on!

Uchiha Madara responded calmly: "A team? I didn't think too much about it. But if I have to make a choice, maybe it's the 11th team..."

"Hey, it's exactly what I guessed. The eleventh team, the team that advocates fighting, seems to be quite suitable for Mr. Madara."

Ichimaru Gin squinted his eyes like a fox and said, "If it were me, I would choose the fifth team."

The corner of Uchiha Madara's mouth curved in admiration, and he could see Ichimaru Gin's unwavering determination.

This determination is as deep as the sea, as solid as the mountain Madara, and as floating as the clouds.

This determination is unshakable, like the light that guides the way forward in the darkness.

keep going, keep going...

until you kill that man!

"Silver, mine is waiting for you at Gotei 13..."

Uchiha Madara smiled slightly, and didn't speak too much on the topic.

Matsumoto Rangiku looked dazed. Although the dialogue between Uchiha Madara and Ichimaru Gin seemed ordinary, she always felt that there was some kind of secret hidden.

However, out of trust in the two, Matsumoto Rangiku did not delve into it.

She believes that there is no need to hide from each other, just because of the trust buried in her heart.

When night falls and the cold wind blows, darkness is born and light dies.

In the light, there is nothing to rely on, but in the dark, we must protect each other.

Carefully guard, never leave...

Only for that inseparable feeling.

Before I knew it, the night passed. In addition to reminiscing, at the urging of Ichimaru Gin and Matsumoto Rangiku, Uchiha Madara also showed Shikai in front of them.

When the two of them saw the round fan that symbolized the glory of the Uchiha clan, they couldn't help sighing.

After all, in the hearts of every Rukongai resident, it is a dream to have a Zanpakutō of their own.....

"Don't be surprised, when you become Shinigami, you will also have your own Zanpakutō."

"Oh, I don't know what my Zanpakutō will look like, what abilities it will have..."

"Silver, I know your character too well. Your Zanpakutō is definitely not the type of frontal combat. Maybe sneak attack is your style.

"Hey, Rangiku, I'm going to get angry when you say that. You see, even Mr. Madara laughed at me.

In the dead of night, Uchiha Madara sat cross-legged in the room where he had lived for three months.

Although compared to the one-year student life, this day is very short. But it is the day that Uchiha Madara misses the most.

On this day, he unloaded all the burdens and let go of the shackles of his soul, as if he had returned to the carefree era when he was a child.

There is no disturbance of war, no birth of tragedy, only the tranquility that people cherish.

That firm heart was finally comforted.

Happy times always pass by like quicksand, and three days have passed in a blink of an eye.

It's finally time to part!

...

Pushing open the door, taking firm steps, Uchiha Madara walked out of the room.

"Little ghosts, there will be a period later. I hope that when we meet again in 0.4 next time, you will have already put on your death-fighting outfits."

Uchiha Madara's figure looks heroic under the scorching sun.

He didn't turn around, but chose to bid farewell with his back turned.

"Mr. Ban, I will definitely do it! I will definitely chase after your back until I can look up to you!"

A crystal clear drop fell from the corner of his eye, and Matsumoto Rangiku broke down in tears. She plucked up the courage and ran forward desperately.

Her immature hands hugged the tall figure from behind, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Uchiha Madara stopped, turned around, stroked Rangiku's head with his palm, and smiled: "This world is like an ocean. If you can't swim up, you can only sink down."

"Rangiku, since you want to pursue it, let's make yourself stronger!".