[Column spot] You actually like men

Only then did Madara realize that he came here because of Hashirama's fall just now, and asked him casually, "Are you sober? Are you still dizzy?"

"Well, much better."

"Ah, then I'm going back to my room."

Madara felt that since he knew the reason for Hashirama's anger and promised to remain loyal to him, he might as well go back to his room and get a good night's sleep, and then go back to the mission tomorrow morning.Then he rushed to his body, put on the bathrobe of the hotel, and prepared to leave.

Now it's Hashirama's turn to be confused...

Didn't Madara just promise to remain faithful to herself?Don't you mean agreeing to be with yourself?What is the operation of returning to the room? ?

"That... Madara..." Hashirama stopped Madara who was about to leave.

"what happened?"

"Didn't you just promise to be loyal to me? Why...go back to the room...?"

"What does it have to do with my promise to stay loyal and whether I go back to my room?" Madara looked at Hashirama strangely, and then asked, "Or do you want tonight? You drank a lot tonight, and tomorrow the elder will let us go out." Mission, remember? It’s better to rest early.”

Wait, something doesn't feel right.It's not like what a man who just agreed to date would say.Under normal circumstances, since they agreed to date, even if nothing happened, they should hug each other and say a few words of love.

"Madara... By staying loyal, do you mean...?"

"Didn't you ask me to be loyal to you? You Thousand Hands have so many things to do, and you have to be loyal to each other in this kind of thing. You are a fixed group for missions?"

Now Hashirama understood, his confession was too vague, Madara didn't understand.He thought that Hashirama asked him to become a regular x friend of Hashirama... He finally mustered up the courage to confess, but he was misunderstood... God, please ask a regular x friend to ask "Do you want to", or ask two Second-rate! !

At this moment, Hashirama wondered if Madara's brain had been filled with water... Seeing that Madara was about to go back, Hashirama let out an "ouch" in desperation.

Hearing the screams from his friend who had never been injured by him before, Madara turned around suspiciously.

I saw Hashirama soaking in the bathtub, covering his stomach with one hand, lowering his head, with a painful expression on his face, as if he was in pain.

"what's wrong with you?"

"I didn't eat dinner today, maybe I drank too much alcohol and my stomach hurts..." Hashirama began to pretend to be sick.

Looking at Hashirama shrunk into a ball, Madara had no choice but to pick him up, help him dry the water on his body, and then carried Ta Heng to the bed.

"Banban...it hurts..."

It has to be said that this is the first time Senshou Zhuma pretended to be sick.He felt that he should feel ashamed and ashamed that as a medical ninja standing at the top of the world, he pretended to be sick!What a shame!

But he didn't.After pretending to be depressed in front of Madara to gain attention, now he has learned to pretend to be sick.While pretending to be sick, he did not forget to use his language to make money, and completely forgot that he was a grandfather.Now he only thinks about keeping his sweetheart in the room overnight even if he exhausts all kinds of hurtful tricks.

Madara... sauce... I wanted to call it like this a long time ago.

Madara's point of attention is different from Hashirama's, ignoring the sauce, only noticing that Hashirama said it hurts.

"Usually, the injuries on your body will recover automatically, why can't you recover tonight?" Madara asked him while rubbing his abdomen.

"Ah... usually that is a wound, but the stomach pain is different..."

"Then do you want me to buy medicine for you? Or buy porridge for you?"

Seeing Madara's worried eyes, Hashirama's heart warmed up, and he still replied in a sickly tone: "I want porridge, why don't you go and ask the proprietress for some... Oh, forget it, it's so late. The proprietress cooks porridge for me, I'm fine, I don't feel pain anymore." After finishing speaking, she did not forget to pretend to be depressed.

Madara looked at Hashirama, who had a stomachache and depression on the bed, and sighed: "It's really not good to ask people to wake up so late to cook porridge. I'll go to the kitchen to see what ingredients are available, and cook some for you. You wait here I."

"No, it's been too hard for you... Go back and rest, I'm fine." Hashirama still had a sick tone in his mouth, and he didn't forget to cover his abdomen with his hands.

"How can this work? Tomorrow we still have to accept the task of the daimyo, just wait."

"Then...then I will trouble you..." Hashirama seemed to be in pain, but he started to set off firecrackers in his heart, like New Year's fireworks.

Banban cooked the rice himself!