The villain's love literacy

Uchiha Madara froze for a moment.

Of course he remembered where the kunai was injured, and he himself hadn't suffered similar injuries, but he didn't think about it at all.

Women's bodies are more special, the important organs are in the lower abdomen, that kind of injury... of course.

But after a brief surprise, Madara's expression relaxed again.

"It doesn't matter, as long as she survives."

The man's tensed shoulders finally relaxed slightly. He took a deep look at Hashirama, who couldn't hide his fatigue. He attached his opponent's shoulders with very light strength.

"Thank you."

Pillar shook his head.

"No, that's what I should have done."

"Quanna, take Patriarch Qianshou down to rest, and pay attention to how you treat guests."

Madan Dandan said to his younger brother, and slightly tilted his head towards the exit of the courtyard.

"I'll go in and see her."

"I have something else I want to tell you, Madara."

Hashirama stood there without moving, watching Madara passing by and entering the room, turning his head as he moved, and finally he looked at his younger brother who had been standing aside.

"Tobima, just wait outside, and get along well with Quanna."

The two younger brothers gave each other a bad look, but they couldn't cause any more trouble at this time, so they could only leave for the time being.

It wasn't until they retreated peacefully that Hashirama silently closed the door.

"Is there anything they can't hear?"

Madara was already sitting beside Yayoi, she fell asleep peacefully, her face became rosy again, her brows, which had been tightly frowned because of the pain, were loosened, leaving faint traces between her brows.

"I just want to talk to you."

Without hiding anything, he told Madara everything about Kinuchio, including his previous idea of ​​burying Yayoi in the unfounded village when he thought she was dead.

"After all, I started this incident, so at that time I thought... It's time to calm down the war, everyone needs a peaceful place."

Uchiha Madara stared at the drawing on the wall expressionlessly, as if the little red in the stamen of the peony flower had never attracted him so much.

He understood what Hashirama meant, but he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

"I will think about it."

Seeing that Madara didn't say anything to death, Senshou Bashira's heart was half relieved.

Their attention returned to the woman, and Hashirama sighed.

"She is still in a very unstable state, and I will visit her often."

"What? Will there be any other sequelae?"

Madara frowned, some old wounds on his body would still ache in the cooling rainy night, probably all ninjas had to endure this, and Yayoi's abdomen was not a minor injury.

"I try to treat as many times as possible to completely eradicate the disease."

This is something that can't be helped, even Senshou Zhujian can't cure some of the ailments, if only he could replace her.

"But I'm more worried about her mental state than that."

After all, childbirth is not a trivial matter, even if they all think that her survival is the most important thing compared to having children, they are afraid that Yayoi will not be able to cross this hurdle by herself.

Even the ninja women can't escape the task of raising offspring. There are four brothers in their family. Itama and Wajian died when they were young, and he and Tokina are left. He remembers that Madara is the fifth brother, and now there is only Quanna. .

And even if he himself doesn't care, it doesn't mean that the elders and the whole group don't care. The patriarch has the best blood and should leave descendants.

He took another step away from his commitment.

"...If Ninja Village is really established and there will be no more wars, then future generations will not seem so important."

Uchiha Madara looked at Yayoi, he took the woman's hand outside the quilt and gently held it, his fingertips were still a little cold, but his palm was very hot.

Procreation was like a heavy task for people in the past. More children equals more combat power. The better the blood successor limit, the more offspring should be left, so as to ensure the prosperity of a ninja.

But that was never his ambition.

"Compared to these, let's solve the problem between you and the whirlpool first."

Madara was unabashedly sarcastic, and didn't even give the man behind him a look.

He could more or less guess what Hashirama was thinking.

But this kind of thing depends on what Yayoi thinks. Even if she has a closer relationship with him now, it doesn't mean that she wants to marry into the Uchiha clan, let alone Senju Bashirama.

Sylvia felt a warm stream of heat coming from her abdomen, and the pain and cold sticky feeling she had felt in a blur before had completely disappeared, as if soaked in warmth.

Slowly opening his eyes, the first thing that caught his eyes was the man's long black hair, the tail of his disobedient hair curled up, and then a corner of the red armor.

"spot……?"

She slowly rolled her eyes, and saw Uchiha Madara kneeling beside her. The man's eyes were blue, and there was an unconcealable exhaustion on his face.He was still wearing a full set of armor, sitting stiffly on the spot, and the front abdomen was stained with a large piece of dried blood. The armor itself was not broken, and Sylvia realized that it might be her own blood.

Belatedly, she found that her hand was tightly held in the man's broad palm. He leaned forward slightly, and put the other hand on her abdomen to send chakra. After seeing her wake up, he Sit up straight.

"I'm here, you're fine now."

Sylvia couldn't help but hold Madara's hand instead of asking what happened.

"You look tired, you should go to rest."

"No, I'm fine."

The man patted the back of her hand lightly with his other hand to signal that he didn't have to worry about himself, and then put her arm into the warm blanket, she always did this, caring more about him than about her own affairs.

However, the disappointed and disapproving gaze of the woman when she stubbornly stared at him made him restless. Now that she has learned how to handle him, he has been firmly trapped by her.

"……I'll be there."

"but--"

Madara cleared his throat, looking serious.

"There are two things I want to tell you."

Sylvia froze for a moment. When he was alone, he rarely showed such a formal attitude in front of her. Most of them were relaxed and lazy, unless there were other people around, such as his younger brother and brothers from certain rival families. .It may be about why she was injured, and what happened after the coma, she showed a gentle and comforting smile, no matter what happened, she accepted it as usual.

"it is good."

"After I took you away from Qingheya, I returned to the clan, but Uchiha's medical ninjas couldn't heal your injuries. It was Senju Zhuma who healed you."

Madara didn't look directly at her when he said this, but looked at a point of nothingness in the sky.

"The treatment took a long time, and Hashirama also stayed here for a long time afterward. He just left and had to go back to Senshou."

Without any concealment, he told the truth of what happened.

It was Hashirama's medical ninjutsu that saved him, that's the credit of Hashirama, he is not so narrow-minded that he even has to hide this kind of thing.However, when it comes to Kinuchio's assassination with the ninjas of the Land of Land, he doesn't intend to mention it.He didn't want to say "bad things" about Hashirama in front of Yayoi, if that man insisted on letting her know the truth, then let him explain it himself.

Sylvia was not too surprised.

She knew how serious her injury was, and if it wasn't for the persuasion of resurrection, she might have planned to close her eyes and give up.I'm afraid no one can save her except Senshou Bashirama.

She lowered her eyes and thought about it carefully before she realized something was wrong.

Since it was said that "Hashirama has returned to Senju", and Madara took her away again, it means that this is not a separate house, or the place of the Uchiha clan. Sylvia quickly glanced at the interior of the room , enough as a patriarch's room.

Senju and Uchiha were originally the two biggest rivals in the ninja world, but now because of her injury, one of the patriarchs came to the base camp of another ninja.

This is a huge risk for both parties, Hashirama needs to risk the possibility of death, and the inside of the Uchiha clan is clearly seen by the enemy.

Sylvia's face immediately turned pale.

"I'm sorry... Madara, I must have caused you a lot of trouble, but there's no need to—"

"Stop saying those words, Yayoi."

Madara frowned and interrupted the woman's sentence, with reproach in her eyes, as if accusing her of saying such things.

Just as she was avoiding the man's gaze, she sighed imperceptibly.

She has just woken up now, and after going through such a terrible thing for her, she probably hasn't even seen blood much since she was a child, right?He also saw the tragedy of the scene last night. For a while, she might not be able to sleep well because of the nightmare. Maybe he shouldn't be so strict just now.

"I didn't mean to accuse you."

He said softly, and couldn't help touching her cheek lovingly with his thumb.

At that time, when he saw her covered in blood and her face was bloodless, his heartbeat really stopped, and before he knew it, Yayoi had already occupied such an important place in his heart.

If this hadn't happened, I'm afraid he hasn't noticed it yet, and only when he knew he was about to lose it would he start to fall into extreme panic.Then he was grateful for the choices he had made in his life since he was a child. He met Senshou Zhuma next to Nanga River. Even if the relationship is now hostile, it has not been completely broken. The childhood dream is even possible now. .

All he wants is a peaceful world without wars, where the clansmen can live a stable life, and excellent fighters don't have to fall into the predicament of sharingan.

Even Quanna doesn't know about this matter. His kaleidoscope has gradually weakened. I am afraid that there will be a day of blindness in the end, and Hashirama is still making progress. At that time, whether Uchiha and Senju's scales can still Balance is hard to predict.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, perhaps the best opportunity.

He even began to imagine a life that was finally settled after peace, and Yayoi would continue to be with him. He didn't have to worry about going to the battlefield one day and never coming back. Maybe Hashirama's proposal could really be put on the agenda.

Sylvia had no idea what step the man opposite had thought of, she nodded.

"Then what's the second thing?"

The movement of Madara's thumb touching her cheek froze, and Sylvia's heart tightened. This is a bad sign.

The man's eyes began to become a little evasive, and he refused to look directly at her, appearing too hesitant.

Instead, she relaxed her expression first, and said briskly.

"It's okay, just tell me."