Naruto Diary

It seems that this kind of wailing is not the only one, but Uchiha Madara is the only one who can't listen to the wailing of this place... Sure enough, only the existence of "brother" is the biggest weakness of his heart defense. .

With the effort of front and rear feet, I followed Uchiha Madara and landed on the half-collapsed wall beside the abandoned warehouse.

"You can't save him, just give up." I said calmly to Uchiha Madara again.

Madara Uchiha didn't seem to notice the presence of a big living person like me. He stayed on the fence for a while to observe the surrounding environment, then with a gloomy face, he jumped directly to the rotten wooden door of the warehouse, and directly Pushed open the door and walked in.

Looking at the rotten wooden door that was still making teeth-squeaking noises, I didn't move, but just stood there quietly, and my attention was divided a little more on Uchiha Madara's emotions.

As I expected, Uchiha Madara's heart quickly transformed from a murderous gloom to a terrifying and depressing haze, like a volcano brewing to the extreme and ready to erupt at any time.

Ten minutes later, Uchiha Madarahara walked out of the open warehouse wooden door with a blank face and empty hands.

"I said before, you can't save that child." I said quietly, "Because he's already dead." It was obviously a flat voice, but there was an indescribable coldness in it.

Hearing this, Uchiha Madara, who was standing among the weeds, raised his head expressionlessly to look at me standing still on half of the fence.

"Occasionally, this happens." I said, "Obviously dead, but the strong thoughts in life linger for a long time, and will gradually disappear until a long time later."

Uchiha Madara still stared straight into my eyes with a deadpan expression and quietly, standing still in place.

I didn't say anything anymore, just let him watch calmly and indifferently.

After a long time, Uchiha Madara said: "That child died yesterday, and died of torture." There was a cold killing intent in the emotionless voice.

"...and then?" I looked at him condescendingly, and asked softly.

"You know all of this," he said, stating it flatly.

"And then?" I asked calmly.

"...Why didn't you save him." When he said this, Uchiha Madara's tone was low and forbearing, and there was a dark light of violence and blood in his brown eyes.

"...Why didn't you save him... Hehe, hehe..." Chewing Uchiha Madara's questioning words carefully, an uncontrollable low smile overflowed from his throat unconsciously, cool and cold.

"Why didn't you save him...heh..." The corners of her lips could not be restrained, and a smile curved up.

"Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Madara, have you already started to lose your mind?" I said softly, the voice of the boy who hadn't changed his voice was clear and cheerful, but without a trace of warmth.

"Why should I save him... You who directed the death of my parents and made me live under people's malice as a 'monster' since birth, what qualifications do you have to ask me to save him?" My words became stronger and stronger. Her hair was gentle and cold, but her eyes were always indifferent.

"..." Uchiha Madara was silent, his eyelids drooped slightly, and the turbulent undercurrent that was on the verge of eruption fell silent for a while.

"What's more, even if I save him, what will happen next? Will he be raised?" I asked softly, "Or leave? It's better to do nothing. A five or six-year-old homeless orphan who was seriously injured and on the verge of death If you can't take care of him to the point where he can survive independently, it's better to simply let him rot in the same place as his favorite brothers."

"...'brothers', 'in the same place', 'rotten'?" Uchiha Madara repeated blankly.

"Heh..." I laughed mockingly, "So you don't know, isn't there a few puddles of rotten things beside that child's 'fresh' body? Those are his two favorite brothers."

Uchiha Madara's pupils shrank slightly, his lips opened and closed several times, and finally said nothing.

"Understood? You can't save him."

In the end, I left such a sentence gently and cruelly, I ignored Uchiha Madara who was still standing still, turned around and left.

This guy is far from going crazy.

80. The BBQ with resentment outside

When I went to the barbecue stall again to pack a big bag of delicious food and brought it back to my room to start eating, Madara Uchiha finally came back.

As soon as he came in through the window, before he could stand still, Uchiha Madara turned blue and stared at me viciously and growled: "What's your tongue like!? You can eat such a disgusting thing!? "

Hearing this, I turned my head and looked at him contemptuously. While putting the grilled shiitake mushrooms in my mouth, I said, "If you want to eat, I don't mind sharing some with you. There is no need for such sour grapes."

"Sour ass grapes!!!" Madara Uchiha suppressed the disgusted expression on his face and swears, "Don't tell me that you didn't notice the resentment that kept leaking out on the barbecue!!!"

"Oh, this." I looked at the roasted shiitake mushrooms in my hand, and said indifferently, "It's the sauce. Maybe the people who made these sauces are not in a good mood."

"Since you know you still eat!?" Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth and said, "Well, I don't mind if you want to eat such a disgusting thing, but can I trouble you to give me the disgusting feeling of eating resentment? Block it!!!"

"I can't." Without even thinking about it, I simply refused, "That way the game would be boring... Also, no matter how big the resentment is, it won't affect the hygiene, nutrition and taste of the food at all. Your actions are purely psychological. .”

"Psychological effect!?" Uchiha Madara's voice suddenly raised eight tunes, "Is there such a clear psychological effect!? Well! Even if it really doesn't affect the taste, is there anyone like you who swallows resentment directly into your mouth? !? Do you think you are Kyuubi!?"

Calmly biting off a shiitake mushroom, I looked at him sideways and said, "You're so restless... Can I draw conclusions, are you crazy about this game?"

"..." Uchiha Madara was stunned, his face suddenly turned cold, "You give up, this will not happen! However, I am very grateful to you for letting me see this world more clearly... In the future, there will be infinite months In the world of reading, I will leave you a good place."

I curled my lips and bit off the last mushroom on the bamboo stick.

This uncle's craftsmanship is really good, and these sauces are really delicious!People can't stop eating, and want to eat after eating.Fortunately, with my current special physique, I won't have the problem of eating too much.However, it would be perfect if the people who make these sauces can be as happy as the uncle at the barbecue stall.

"..." Uchiha Madara's mouth twitched, "I said, do you have a tendency to masochistic?"

"You're the one with masochistic tendencies!" I immediately retorted, and Hao said bluntly, "I can't stand it to such a degree, I thought my nerves were already slender enough, but I didn't expect that your majestic Uchiha Madara's nerves are stronger than mine. Still slender!"

"You..." Uchiha Madara's face contorted for a while, and he smiled angrily, "You are fine, fine! It's best not to let me take the chance, I will definitely kill you without hesitation!"

"You don't have to worry about this, I won't make the same mistake a second time." I said lightly.Because he doesn't have the memory of sleeping for three years, the memory of that death is still fresh as if it happened yesterday.

"Hmph." Uchiha Madara snorted coldly, picked up his bathrobe and went to the bathroom.

I froze for a moment, looked up at the clock on the wall, it was just past eight o'clock.So I rolled my eyes and continued to enjoy my barbecue meal.

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When I packed the barbecue for the fifth time, Uchiha Madara, who was lying on the bed and forced himself to sleep but couldn't sleep, finally couldn't help it.

"Are you from the Akimichi clan!? There are so many things that can't support you!" Uchiha Madara, who sat up suddenly from the bed, roared, his eyes were spitting fire.

"Of course I'm not from the Qiudao clan." I continued to eat calmly, "But thanks to you, I can still eat more than the Qiudao clan."

"What does this have to do with me?" Uchiha Madara said holding back his anger.

I glanced at him lightly: "Thanks to being killed by you, I am no longer a human being at all, and even the 'stomach' is a fiction."

"Huh?" Uchiha Madara twitched one side of his cheek fiercely, eyes full of contempt.

"Believe it or not is up to you." I said lightly, continuing to eat the grilled chicken wings.

"...Hmph." Uchiha Madara hesitated for a while, and finally let out a cold snort, bending over to put on his shoes.

Noticing his movements, I was a little surprised: "Are you going out?"

Uchiha Madara glanced at me coldly, and said bluntly, "Go out to eat."

"...Pfft." I smiled shamelessly, "I thought the legendary Uchiha Madara-sama was so mythical that he didn't even need to eat." I remember very clearly that this guy, after breakfast, Since the opening of the spiritual connection until now, I haven't even drank a sip of water.

"Hmph." With a cold face, he snorted again, and Uchiha Madara went out through the window in his yukata.

Seeing this, the corners of my mouth twitched.

This guy, doesn't he never walk through the front door?

……

After eating another batch of grilled chicken wings, my brows furrowed involuntarily.

How did that guy Uchiha Madara get to that barbecue stand?Could it be the uncle who wants to kill the barbecue stall? ?

Startled by my guess, my attention immediately focused on Uchiha Madara's position.

Realizing the change in my perception field through the sharing of spiritual connection, Uchiha Madara was stunned for a moment, and then his face darkened. — although I can't see it.

{Don't worry, I'm not going to attack an ordinary person who sets up a stall. }He replied viciously through the psychic connection