The villain's love literacy

"what is it today?"

The man smiled slightly, and he covered her body. His long black hair slid down with gravity, and Sylvia's hair was scattered on the ground, and it was hard to tell whose it was for a while.

"So nervous?"

She felt that her whole body was tense, and the male body was even hotter, and she could feel the temperature of the other party even through the clothes, Sylvia said stammeringly.

"No...just, just, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

This is indeed true. The war between ninjas usually started when the ice and snow melted, and now it has entered autumn, and it will soon be the season of snowfall, and it has been less than half a year.

This sentence was taken by Madara as proof that she missed him, and a soft kiss fell on her forehead.

But this is only for Asagiri Yayoi, Uchiha Madara and Sylvia are just a strange man they met for the first time.

Although there are enough memories in her mind, her brain is almost short-circuited now, and she can't remember anything.

And she can't refuse yet, she has to behave like usual.

She knew that Asagiri Yayoi admired this ninja a little bit. From such a close observation, he was indeed an unusually handsome man. His eyebrows were a bit slender for men, but he didn't look feminine at all, and his nose was straight. The lying silkworms in the fundus made the eyes brighter and deeper.I heard that the Uchiha clan are all handsome guys, and his younger brother is also very handsome.

It's not that I haven't experienced these things, but I still feel nervous when facing some strange people.

In the end, Sylvia chose to be an ostrich, closing her eyes and turning her head slightly to stop looking at him.

The man's lips were softer than she had imagined, and the coolness brought by the bathrobe slipping off her shoulders not only made her shrink back, but was gently pulled apart by the shoulders.

A soft and gentle kiss landed on her shoulder, and the tickle brought by the hair sliding across her neck made her want to laugh, and Bambi laughed softly earlier than she did, and kissed her lips again.

The atmosphere suddenly became more relaxed.

Unlike all other oiran guests, Madara treats her very seriously, as if she really loves her - of course she knows it's not, but maybe he is such a man.

Only when she is with Madara can she feel the joy that should belong to Chenghuan.

Maybe this is also the reason why this soul fragment likes him. Maybe there are many girls in this clan secretly admiring this reliable patriarch.

The flame in the oil lamp jumped and then went out for unknown reasons, probably Madara did something, but now she has no time to pay attention so much, the man's voice became hoarse.

"pass it to me."

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and Sylvia fell into a deep sleep just before dawn.

And Madara was wide awake, not sleepy.

He had to admit that the appearance of Hashirama gave him a sense of crisis, especially those words that he didn't know whether they were intended for him or just to express his attitude.

That man probably wanted the same things as him.

But he couldn't let go easily, only when he came back—he called this "returning" to Kagi Yayoi's side, could he get the hard-won peace.

When he was by her side, he could easily forget the war, the family, and all the troublesome things. He was finally able to be clean for a moment, no longer the patriarch who shouldered the heavy responsibility of the family, no longer a ninja who would lose his life at any time, Just being a man.

And he knew very well how good Hashirama was. Although the two were evenly divided on the battlefield, he knew that Hashirama should be more easy-going and tolerant. Who knew what Yayoi would like?

After all, Senjujuma is the only special existence in the world, and no one else has his character, even as Taifu Kasuga, he should have never seen this type, and her attitude... even he can touch it when she has time. Not very clear.

He also doesn't want to use Sharingan on her.

Not to mention whether it will be painful or not, that kind of behavior does not respect Yayoi. Even as a ninja, he would not easily show such terrifying ninjutsu when facing ordinary people except on the battlefield.

Even if he really wanted to know what kind of secrets there were between Hashirama and her.

He thought he understood Yayoi's personality better - they already called each other by their first names, she was not a hot person, and she kept a sense of mystery in front of everyone.

In a normal situation, if she is not satisfied with the guest, she will definitely turn her head and leave. Why would she look at other people around the guest?

There must be some special reason for inviting Hashirama back, and Senshou Hashirama is not such a casual person, especially when the Senshou clan and Uzumaki are very close, he will not easily do such a thing.

But this trip was not fruitless, he had some thoughts when he saw the scroll that Hashirama gave Yayoi.

He never thought of letting Yayoi refine chakra and learn ninjutsu. It's not that he thinks women are unsuitable. There are many excellent female ninjas in their clan, not to mention that Senshou's third leader is also a woman.

It's just...she is an oiran after all.

Who would associate an oiran with a ninja?This is a person from two worlds, not even Senju Hashirama—unless he knew that Asagiri Yayoi was also from the ninja family.

It's a pity that he has never heard of this surname, and it is not recorded in the books he has read. Maybe it is some little-known little ninja.

Uchiha has never formed an alliance with other people. Sharingan is a unique blood inheritance boundary. Anyone who covets it will be regarded as an enemy, but Senju has at least some allies. They sometimes shelter some small ninjas. The family does the logistical work for them.

But even if there is, it should be something before his father's generation. As far as he knows, it is gone now.

The world is so unfair. Even if a small ninja clan is protected by a big clan, it will not be able to change the fate of extinction in the end. Now there are only famous ninja clans left, Hinata, Sarutobi... Maybe he will come back again Check out the library.

The man's eyes fell on the sleeping woman.

She did say that she was brought here later, but she couldn't remember what happened. Thinking about it now, it might have been caused by some ninjutsu secrets, and he didn't know if it was reversible.

Perhaps sensing his overly focused and probing gaze, Yayoi moved uncomfortably, turned over on her own, and ran into his arms.

The quilt slid down with her movements, revealing her rosy shoulders, Uchiha Madara sighed softly again, and gently covered her with the quilt.

As an oiran, Sylvia can't stay behind closed doors.

Although the owner keeps her mysterious, it doesn't mean that she can really release people every time. For example, this time, an old regular customer came here. He was accompanied by "Nayo" the previous two times. Rejecting again and again is not good.

She remembered that this was a young man, also a well-known aristocrat, who liked to recite poems and fight against each other, but was willing to run into the verandah.

It was strange to him, when he was accompanied by ordinary traveling girls, he enjoyed the admiring eyes of the women when he read the poems he made, but he looked down on them for not having read the book.There are also young ladies in the nobles who are well-educated in poetry and books, but how can a decent girl endure such a frivolous person like him?

So Mrs. Kasuga is the best candidate. Oiran naturally has studied literature and poetry systematically. She knows what he is talking about, and sometimes she can match the first and second half of a poem. When talking about some works, the dialogue between the two also has There is a return.

He can even play a few pieces of shamisen while a man is composing poems. If a beauty pours wine for him, even if this is a gold-selling cave, this kind of man is willing.

Sylvia sighed, at least it was much better than those who just stared at her lewdly.

At this time, she would think of Senshou Zhuma's clear eyes without any desire.

Afterwards, he did bring a new scroll, and even patiently answered some questions for her. Then he said that studying requires a combination of work and rest, so he told her some experiences of traveling to the five major countries while doing missions.

That was a world she had never known before. To Asagiri Yayoi, the farthest place was just a distance from Satoki and Yayoi, and then came this little world.

At the same time, Sylvia also learned that this time she really came to another world.

The shape of the mainland is never seen before, even if she wants to cram this place into Japan in a certain time period, she can't do it at all. Maybe there were ninjas in Japan in her original world, but definitely not. It will be like this.

It's very easy to get along with Hashirama, he won't let her do tiring things, and doesn't need her to play the shamisen or serve him, she just needs to relax physically and mentally and listen to him, and she doesn't even have to bother to find something to talk about , He arranged everything for her.

This man gives people a sense of reliability that cannot be rejected, perhaps no one can refuse him.

But the most troublesome thing is that he sometimes crashes with Madara.

It can be seen that it is now a truce period, and the speed of the two is very fast. It is not difficult for them to go from their clan to the veranda. As long as there is no business in the clan, they will forget to run here.

Last time, Hashirama gave her some simple demonstrations of making seals. It was obvious that his fingers were thicker, but also thick and clumsy. Her fingers were white and slender, but they were not as flexible as Hashirama. The speed of men's seals is very fast, compared to Hers is much more dexterous.

Sylvia herself couldn't bear to see the distorted appearance of a few fingers when they were entangled together, and couldn't help laughing out loud, and when Hashirama also laughed lightly—Uchiha Madara came.

Don't mention such embarrassing things.

The young man finally found the way, opened the paper door, saw the oiran, and then fell down in front of Sylvia.

Just when she was about to exclaim, someone appeared behind her, with arms wrapped around her shoulders to the front, and a finger raised up and lightly pressed against her lips.

Her breathing was about to stop.

"it's me."

When the familiar voice appeared, she slowly relaxed her shoulders.

It turned out to be Uchiha Madara.

After Hashirama's "training", she now knows that Madara is a master at using illusion, and it should be Madara who did it.

"He just fell asleep."

The black-haired man explained lightly, but there was some dissatisfaction in his tone.

"The owner forced you to receive guests again?"

Before the words fell, another voice sounded.

"Well, I haven't thought about it, Madara, your method is very good!"

... crashed again.

She had a sentence that she didn't know whether she should say to Senju Zhuma and Uchiha Madara.

Why don't they arrange a shift by themselves?