I don't want to dance

"Satou...Mr. Oro..." Tsubaki still pronounced the name with some difficulty, and then, the expression on his face became a bit serious, "You, are you a ninja?"

Being directly pointed out as a ninja, Madara still looked very calm, and even replied with interest:

"Aren't you the same?"

Chun was slightly surprised, but then sighed softly: "Sure enough... you were testing me in the tavern last night."

Last night, in the tavern, Madara took back Tsubaki's money bag from the troublemaker ronin, and when throwing it at Tsubaki, he deliberately used the gesture of throwing a shuriken.And at that moment, he observed the surprise that flashed in Tsubaki's eyes, which showed that she saw that it was a way of throwing the shuriken.She's a ninja, or at least something about a ninja.

"Since you know that I am a ninja, you still dare to bring us back to your home? If you are too kind, you will bring trouble on yourself." If it were normal, Madara would definitely laugh at this ridiculous behavior It's been a long time, but this time, he was surprisingly calm.

Tsubaki just tidied up and cleaned the house, and at the same time replied lightly:

"However, I can't turn a blind eye when I see a couple in distress lying in front of me with injuries... Besides, you have helped me. Although ninjas are tools for employers, they are also individuals first. At least I have no way to eliminate them. Lose the most basic 'goodness' of being a human being. Besides, I am not a valuable person, so killing me is meaningless."

Hearing these words, Mingyin felt that she had developed some admiration for the woman in front of her. I don't know how many ninjas in the troubled times have lost themselves and even lost their human nature in killing and being killed, but this The seemingly weak woman is still sober, and she doesn't know how much stronger than those men who have long since given up on themselves.

Madara also fell silent for a while, and did not make any judgments on Tsubaki's words.After a while, he started another topic, with a casual but tentative tone:

"You are working in that tavern, are you actually collecting information for your family?"

"Not really, because it's not a family mission, I came here voluntarily to collect information in this town full of fish and dragons." Now that they have already revealed their identity as ninjas, Tsubaki doesn't shy away from talking about such things, "Because if you don't Otherwise, I will be of little value to my family, and my future will no longer have a home."

When he heard the last sentence "the home of the future", Ming Yin, who had been poked into a nerve, suddenly said:

"Is the 'home' thing... so important?"

Madara turned her head and took a deep look at Mingyin, as if she wanted to see through Mingyin's thoughts, although the result was in vain.

He knew that she had many secrets, but since he had reached an agreement with her, he wouldn't ask if she didn't want to say anything.But, leaving aside those strange abilities she possessed, as far as she is alone... He found that he couldn't see through such a little girl.

"For me, it is really important to have a 'home'. After all, in this troubled world, as a female ninja with little strength, I always have to think about how to survive first." Tsubaki smiled, but only in the smile With a bit of bitterness, "I come from the Shimura clan, not a big family. There are no families like Senju, Uchiha, Hyuga, and Inokacho in the Fire Country, but their strength can be regarded as self-protection. And I , just a woman from the side branch of the Shimura family who is not taken seriously. My parents passed away when I was a child. I used to have an older brother who took care of me and protected me. Our brother and sister depended on each other, but last year... my older brother also died , died in the hands of the Uchiha clan during the mission."

When they heard the title of "Uchiha Clan", both Madara and Akine couldn't help but feel turmoil in their hearts, but they didn't say much in agreement, and their faces were calm as usual.

"Do you want revenge on Uchiha?" Madara asked quite naturally, even after asking, he felt that what he asked was nonsense.

"Of course I want to, how could I not want to." Chun also gave the expected answer, but then changed the subject and sneered with a bit of helplessness, "But, even if I really find out who killed my brother The Uchiha clansman, even if I really succeeded in revenge and killed that person... Then, his family and friends will also take revenge on me because of his death. This snowball of hatred will only get bigger and bigger, Endless, without end, just like this troubled world, never ending."

It is absolutely impossible to say that these words did not move Madara in any way. When he was young, he discussed these things with Senjujuma, and even had many unrealistic fantasies.

Over the years, Hashirama has always stated that he has never forgotten the ideals that belonged to them back then, but he has repeatedly denied what Hashirama said, and reprimanded Hashirama for not letting go of that vain dream... But he himself Woolen cloth?He couldn't lie to himself, and he never really gave up that illusion of peace in his heart, not even for a moment.

But he couldn't convince himself that people's hearts can really understand each other and be honest with each other.

Just like now, if he tells Tsubaki that he is a member of the Uchiha family, even the patriarch, he doesn't believe that Tsubaki can sit in front of him so peacefully and chat with him so casually and peacefully.

In the next second, the back of his hand warmed up, and he turned his head slightly, only to see Mingyin who was sitting beside him stretched out her hand to rest on his hand quite naturally. Although her small white hand couldn't wrap around his big palm, it still spread from her palm. The temperature that came was real, and his turbulent mood just now gradually calmed down.

I couldn't help sneering in my heart... What are you doing, it's really like an old couple.

"Then your so-called 'return' is your family?" Mingyin asked Xiang Chun, shifting the topic away from the "hatred" and "revenge" just now.

"My 'home' can only be there, or in other words, I need to make it my home. Being born in a ninja family means that I have no choice of where to go. Other families will not easily accept me as a foreigner. People, as for ordinary civilians, it is probably even more unacceptable for a ninja-born woman... Besides, I don't want to pretend to be an ordinary person to live with them in a deceptive way. I can only stay at Shimura's house, but I am such a People who are helpless and have little combat effectiveness are just a burden in the Shimura family, and they may be abandoned at any time. The only thing I can do is to collect information. After all, people like me are not conspicuous. As sad as it sounds, the family is only my 'home' if I have value to the family."

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As the evening approached, Tsubaki went to work in the tavern on "Little Yoshihara" Street again, and would not come back until the tavern closed at dawn the next day.Just tell Madara and Mingyin to be free before leaving, anyway, there is nothing valuable in her humble house on the outskirts of the city.

Behind the yard was a river that was about to freeze. On the corridor under the eaves, Madara used simple medical ninjutsu that he knew a little bit to heal his flesh wounds, and healed up quickly.

Mingyin, on the other hand, looked at the gurgling water flowing through the ice in the river with a bored look, and suddenly asked:

"Hey, Madara-kun, what is your 'home'...is it the Uchiha clan?"