[Hokage] My eldest brother is handsome and splits the sky

【Thousands of Hands】

My elder brother sat across from me: "...Probably the situation is like this." He looked at me seriously and said, "Tobima, what do you want to do next?"

After hearing the two news, I was still in a daze, and for a moment I didn't realize what he was asking.

The eldest brother sighed, no longer forced, and stopped this topic.

Back in the room, I was still quietly thinking about the so-called "good news" until I lay in bed and fell asleep.

"Teijian, you finally have someone you like." My elder brother told me that.

"That person is Uchiha Izumi."

"I'm afraid you've already made love to him."

I:"……"

I have no impression of everything that the elder brother said.

It's incredible after all.

Wow, this is... incredible!

Holding this incredible mood, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.Then I thought about it day by day and dreamed at night. I had a very strange dream.

The place is He Nanchuan, the river has been flowing for a long time, the riverside is full of gravel, and there are two plainly dressed children standing on the bank.

One of the children was wearing the high-collared Uchiha uniform that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. His skin was fair and tender, with a little cute baby fat on his face, his eyes were black and big, and he behaved elegantly and politely—he looked like a Young master, the kind of noble young master who should be supported in a safe daimyo mansion and enjoy the best life.

The second child is dressed casually, with a sickly pale skin, expressionless face, and a pair of calm eyes, which makes people feel a little angry - this is the most common ninja child in the war-torn period. State, vigilant, suspicious, silent, and unlovable.

I don't know where their conversation went, the little boy had an expression of being irritated, his cheeks were a little bulging, he frowned, and said to the little ninja reluctantly: "Are you playing tricks on me?"

The little ninja was indeed an unlikable child. Faced with this kind of problem, he still insisted on his tough attitude towards Maimang. He looked straight at the little boy, without denying, refuting, or showing favor...he didn't say anything. Did not say.

When there was no response, the little boy looked even angrier.

Looking at the silent little ninja, I was expressionless as a bystander, but I couldn't help feeling sorry for him.

After all, no one knows better than me—I really want to talk to the young master, want to spend more time with him, want to know his name, want to...get closer to him, these are all things I really want ...But sometimes the body is uncontrollable, the words in my heart, the attitude of wanting to show favor to the young master, just keep it in my heart, and I can't show it.

I know that if this development continues, the young master will leave without looking back.

I look at the little ninja.

He turned his head and looked at me as well.

"Say it," I told him.

He shook his head and replied calmly, "I can't."

"Why can't it be done?"

He glanced at the little boy next to him: "He's fine, he's always been fine. And me," he lowered his eyelashes, "I'm still pretty bad."

I:"……"

Can't say no.

Deep down, I've always agreed with his point of view.

The young master next to him didn't get a response, and he looked very angry at this time. He puffed up his cheeks, turned around angrily, and was about to leave.

For the first time, the action was faster than the thought, and even the self-control that I was proud of could not be restrained.

"Don't go." I grabbed the little boy's shoulder.

As soon as his hair exploded, he looked like a cat that was suddenly picked up by the neck, wishing he could even arch his back.He turned his head and looked at me warily: "What are you doing?"

At this time, I found myself becoming a little ninja.

Swallowing for nothing, I opened my mouth with the most basic calmness, and answered his last question, saying, "I didn't play tricks on you."

He curled his mouth, obviously unconvinced: "Hmph! If you say there is no, then there is no?"

This reaction was expected, but it still made people do not know how to answer. I had no choice but to let go of my hand in frustration, bowed my head and admitted my mistake seriously: "I'm sorry."

The little boy didn't speak.

I raised my head nervously, and glanced over, there was no young master there, only the Uchiha's second boss, Senna-sama, with his arms folded in front of his chest and his face full of displeasure.

He looked down at me, there was still anger on the adult face, but interest was faintly visible in the eyes.He didn't know what to think of, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he smiled maliciously: "Do you think that an apology can save everything?"

Of course not!If an apology is useful, what is the need for the rules and regulations stipulated by Konoha?

I obediently shook my head.

He was very satisfied with my reaction and smiled a little sincerely."So you deserve some punishment for your mistakes, right?" he said.

Although I feel that the development of the topic is a bit strange, but thinking that the other party of the conversation is Quanna, I still nod obediently.

He smiled even more happily, and at the same time, his cheeks were stained with a layer of rosy red, looking very seductive.In order to accommodate my child's height at this time, he bent down, with a gentle tone and serious eyes, and told me softly: "Then, as a punishment, you can fall in love with me."

I:"……"

I can't tell what I feel at this time. When I really realized what that sentence meant, starting from the heart, the "plop plop" beat faster and faster, and the blood circulation and metabolism accelerated at an unnecessary speed, bringing The result is that the whole body starts to feel hot, the eyes are hot, the nose is hot, and even the mouth is hot and dry, and the brain feels like it is being burned, and it only needs a stick to stir it into a ball of paste...

But the guy in front of him, the culprit, is still unconscious. In other words, my gaffe and embarrassment are what he is most willing to see.

But how can he just let him do what he wants?

I took a deep breath, stabilized my faltering soul, and returned him a word firmly and forcefully: "Okay."

Then I woke up.

And vaguely remembered the so-called bad news.

"But," my elder brother looked at me sadly, "just today, you rejected the love that was already at your fingertips."

Ok?

I woke up completely awake.

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