[Comprehensive] How to kill a rabid dog gently

Feijian found Senshou Zhujian on the edge of Nanhe River.

He often thinks that Hashirama is a troublesome elder brother, most of the time because of his stubbornness and naivety, but Togama also admits that his elder brother is overwhelmingly powerful in terms of force and the ideal source as a starting point-as for Differences in means of implementation are another issue.

In the beginning, he was looking for Hashirama to discuss clan affairs. After he found out that the other party was not in the clan, he was used to his occasional elusiveness, and he didn't feel too surprised. Anyway, there were only a few places he would go.

For example, the Nanhe River.

"Big brother..."

Seeing the solemn expression of Hashirama looking at the water, Toika subconsciously stopped talking.

"Stay here and you will be found."

Zhu Jian said, the silent oppression on his body disappeared in an instant as he glanced at his younger brother.

"The door."

His brows were still tightly furrowed, and before Toikama could explain why he came, Hashirama first talked about what he was deeply worried about.

"The dispute is about to start again."

"Until the turmoil over the death of the daimyo subsides," Tomona said, "it's inevitable."

"I understand, but—"

There was a pause between the pillars.

"Forget it, it's nothing." He turned around, "Speaking of which, do you need anything for me, Feijian?"

"There is some information that you need to handle personally. In addition, there are ninjas who want to make friends with us..."

Speaking of this, a name suddenly appeared in Tomona's mind. From this name, he thought of a girl's long hair and smiling eyes.

It wasn't that he had forgotten her appearance, the reason why her name was recalled first was probably just because deep down in his heart, he especially didn't want to forget it.

"...Brother, have you ever heard of a girl named 'Cheng'?"

After Feijian said this sentence, both of them froze for a moment.Tobima quickly realized the inappropriateness of this question, especially for himself... for Qian Shou Feima.

"Which ninja girl is it?"

Hashirama seemed to be simply surprised for a while by the "unlike Toikama's behavior", and quickly thought about his question seriously, so Toikama was quiet, and then replied.

"Yes."

"Um……"

Zhu Jian showed a pensive expression, and the light in Fei Jian's heart was suppressed by himself before it had time to emerge.

"Don't worry about it, forget about it, brother."

Such a coincidence, it really can't be...

"I've heard the name before."

Hashirama said.

"It was a long time ago, but I did hear this name from someone. Where exactly is it... I should be able to remember it, Tobuma. I will tell you when I remember it."

A name known to Hashirama as the head of the Senshou family, the location of its owner is probably not that far away.

From the door, I felt that small spot of light rising unsteadily, it hangs in the air far away but clearly, like a moon firefly that got lost to him by accident.

He couldn't hold it in his hand yet, but Tobuma began to believe that maybe one day, it would land quietly.

Then, they meet again.

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"Cheng... Cheng?"

"Ah." Cheng woke up from his own thoughts, "I'm sorry Quanna, I was distracted... Can you tell me what you just said again?"

"I just talked about the festival."

Cheng sighed slightly.

"It's this time of year too, time flies so fast."

"Have you forgotten anything else?" Quan Nai said, "You will be 16 years old around the time of the festival."

"Well, is that so..."

Cheng looked at Quanna's expression, and carefully changed the words.

"I see?"

"..."

Quan Nai helplessly rubbed the girl's hair, Cheng narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"It's not that I don't care about my own affairs."

She defended herself mildly.

"It's just that age doesn't matter compared to other things." Cheng said, "In short, the things I want to do and the things I haven't finished are still those, and it has nothing to do with whether I'm 15 or 16."

"I don't think so, Cheng."

Because it reminds me that the time we spend together, adds a little more.

Although she thought this way at first, Quanna suddenly had the opposite idea.

He subconsciously said it.

"I hope you don't grow up so fast."

Quan Nai himself seemed to have taken some time to react to this sentence, he quickly made amends.

"It doesn't mean to treat you as a child, it's just..."

For a while, he couldn't find the right words to express his thoughts... Maybe he didn't understand the contradiction of this thought deeply.

At this time, Quan Nai suddenly caught a glimpse of the things Cheng had been clutching in her hands—she half-hid them in her sleeves, but she could still make out a piece of letter paper, and a delicately carved object was pressed heavily on top of it.

At first, Quanna thought it was a beautiful decoration that girls like, but he noticed a section of dense wooden teeth, and then he discovered that it was actually a comb.

It's not her thing.

Quanna's alarm bell rang suddenly.

"Cheng—"

Her attention was turned away at this moment, and Quanna just followed her gaze, and saw a Uchiha youth with a familiar face from a distance.

"Wait a minute, Senna."

Cheng clenched the things in her hands a little tighter, she stood up, as if she was about to walk towards the other party, Quan Nai immediately stretched out her hand unconsciously to hold her.

Cheng looked at him suspiciously.

"Quanna?"

"...is that him?" he asked. "The one who wrote you?"

Cheng nodded slightly.

Her affirmative answer suddenly opened a window, but it was not light that poured in.

He hadn't read the letter paper that Cheng received, but Quanna could easily imagine that the comb was given to her along with the letter paper... Then, what kind of feelings would be attached to the comb given to the girl.

He didn't need to read the contents of the letter to feel the lingering love.

Quanna couldn't tell which emotion was grabbing him now, what he could be sure of was that he deeply resisted the outsider who disrupted the calm pace that only belonged to them.

——"I can't meet his expectations."

However, Cheng told him.

"But this is a matter between me and him. It's okay not to give a good answer... So, Quan Nai will wait here for me to come back, okay?"

No.

He wanted to reject her, but at the same time knew he had no reason to.

Quan Nai didn't speak, but he slowly let go of his hand, which she understood as tacit consent.

She leaves and walks towards someone other than him.

The young man who wrote her the letter was standing under a tree in the distance, Cheng met his gaze, and couldn't help but feel slightly apologetic.

She then took a step, as if suddenly aware of a gust of wind passing by behind her, Chengruo turned her head in a sense...

Only to find that Quan Nai was no longer there.

"so……"

Cheng raised her head, and the other person's expression was reflected in her eyes.

Although a little unbearable, she didn't hesitate in her words.

"Please don't wait for me any longer."

"...I understand." The young man couldn't hide his disappointment and loneliness, but he tried his best to smile at her, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Cheng shook her head, reassuring her that she was either pale and weak at this time or could only be disconnected, so she didn't say any more.

She watched the other party leave, and her thoughts turned to Quan Nai, Cheng was not sure if she had made him angry.She began to recall the conversation between the two just now, and didn't notice when Madara came to her side.

"spot……?"

Cheng was half a beat slower before asking.

"...Do you know where Quanna went?"

"do not know."

"Is that so... Ah, right." Touching Madara's gaze, she was reminded of another thing, "Since we met here——let me check the condition of my eyes, Madara."

Madara had no intention of objecting, and Cheng pulled him into the house.

After the inspection, Madara blinked, and the redness in her pupils faded away.

Cheng asked with a hint of worry.

"Is your vision—"

"No problem."

"..."

She pursed her lips and remained silent for a while.

"Close your eyes, Madara."

Madara stared at her for a few more seconds before doing as she was told.

For a ninja of his level, even with his eyes closed, his keen senses that are always on guard will not stop sending signals of external disturbances, so he knew that she stretched out her hand. After that, a little warm and cool touch fell on Madara's on the eyelids.

It's her fingertips.

Because chakra is inherently weak, she turned to the direction of precision to improve, until now, even in the extremely delicate operation of channeling chakra in the complex structure of the eyes, Cheng can easily complete it.

The temperature from her is slightly lower, bringing gentleness and calm like her chakra.

"Reducing fatigue and pain, and delaying wear and tear, I can do these things. But, Madara, the damage caused by the kaleidoscope is irreversible, unless it is..."

Unless it's an eternal kaleidoscope.

The slate kept in the Uchiha Nanga Shrine records the method of obtaining the Eternal Kaleidoscope, which is something that only the Kaleidoscope Sharingan can see... Cheng has not yet had that kind of qualification, this is what Quan Na told her.

But there is no doubt that none of them will take this method at present.

In this way, the problem is almost unsolvable.

"At least, don't hide the truth from me."

she begged.

Cheng waited for his answer, but Madara neither agreed nor refused... He suddenly talked about what happened just now.

"I heard." Madara said, "'Because there are still people who can't let go.', I heard you reject him like this."

Because there are still people who can't let go, so I can't be distracted to think about my own affairs, and I can't give my heart and soul in such a relationship.

It's not fair to you, so don't wait for me any longer.

She told the other party so.

…Except for a little distant selfishness, basically, this is her true thinking.

"Ah."

Cheng responded softly.

Blaze continued to ask.

"Who are you referring to?"

"...In the past, I would probably find this question very difficult to explain—but just this time, wherever I looked, it was a sufficient reason."

she says.

"The ones I can't let go of... can only be self-willed and brave people, for example..."

Cheng looked at Madara with her pure-colored, smiling eyes. At this moment, Madara saw the sparkling water, fluttering butterfly wings, or other tiny things that would accidentally touch people's hearts from those eyes. Scenes.

Madara remembered the comb that was given to her, so he suddenly wanted to touch her temples.

It's not that he didn't do this before, but he never had such an idea clearly.

Nor was he stopped by unspeakable thoughts.

"Are you saying—"

In the end, his hand only lightly traced the outline of the corners of her eyes.

"...Are you yourself, Cheng?"