[Comprehensive] Did Zhixi watch pretty boys today?

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Zhixi didn't figure out what Shirazuka was talking about at first, until after she woke up in that bedroom whose style was incompatible with other rooms, she heard some noisy voices from outside.

"...how is this possible!?"

When she opened the door to go out, the first thing she heard was this old and strange male voice.

"Then Uncle Huoyun thinks, who should I marry?"

Pale voice.

"This..." The man known as "Uncle Huoyun" paused, his voice suddenly dropped an octave, "This, this is of course picking a woman with good looks, good character and strength in the clan, and spending some time with you Only female talents..."

"Uncle Huoyun is implying me, Lingmei——Ms. Uchiha Nadeko is the best candidate for the patriarch's wife?"

The tail is slightly raised.

At this moment, another voice came in, "Master Patriarch, Elder Huoyun didn't mean that, but looking at the unmarried women of our clan who are of the right age, I think Miss Fuzi is indeed..."

"Oh? I didn't expect Hui Hai to have such a high opinion of Ms. Nadeko." Madara was thinking, shaking the teacup in her palm, "It seems that Nadeko is indeed a very good woman."

"My little girl has been studying since she was a child..."

"—Then how about this," Madara interrupted, and turned to look at Uchiha Terukai who was sitting next to Huoyun, with a slightly soft expression and a good mood, "Huihai is also twenty-two this year, It's time to start a family, how about I be the witness for you and Nadeko?"

There was a "boom", the sound of porcelain shattering.

When Zhixi walked to the door of the tea room, what she saw was this scene: Uchiha Nadeko stood there blankly, her pretty face was full of disbelief, her hands trembled slightly, and her feet were broken. The tiles of the tea are mixed with the crumbs of some kind of refreshment.

a mess.

a long time.

"...Madara, sir," Nadeko said in a hoarse voice, "You, you...are you serious about what you just said?"

"I don't seem to make jokes very much." Madara glanced at her, then moved her eyes to the person near the door, and couldn't help frowning: "Why did you come out with bare feet, the socks are under the closet, didn't you see it?"

The other two people present were startled, and immediately turned around, "——is this?"

Zhi Xi: How dare I talk too much.

She pursed her lips, a little surprised at the conclusion she had just drawn from the few words of these people, walked to Uchiha Nadeko's feet with piercing eyes, and said calmly: "The plate was broken. "

The woman looked at her with red eyes.

Not getting any response, Zhi Xi was not discouraged, raised her hand and pinned a strand of hair from her sideburns behind her ear, and reached out to pick up the broken tiles, "Let's clean it up first, or it will get late later, It can’t be cleaned up.”

She raised her head and glanced at Nadeko Uchiha without emotion, "It will scratch your feet."

Of course, Zhixi didn't do this to help Uchiha Nadeko—she didn't have much affection for this woman, but at the moment, the atmosphere in this not-so-spacious tea room was so overwhelming that she, an outsider, was a little out of breath. , if this continues, it may develop into a bad situation.She didn't want to embarrass Madara.

"Okay, Zhixi," Madara got up directly and walked over here, pulling her up, "What if you cut your hand? Go back to your room to rest first."

The girl's fingers moved slightly, and a trace of strangeness flashed across her amber eyes.

It seems that he intends to fight to the end.

Fortunately, her appearance interrupted the conversation, which was becoming more and more bad. The two strange men present stood up one after the other, and made an excuse to say goodbye. .

He even pulled away Nadeko Uchiha, whose face was frighteningly pale.

The room returned to silence.

Zhixi looked at Madara quietly, the man's figure was much taller than he used to be, now that they are so close, she has to raise her head to see his expression carefully.However, he has also made leaps and bounds in the area of ​​emotional concealment compared to before. Zhi Xi stared at it for a few seconds, but didn't see anything.

After a while, she sighed, "Madara."

"I'm here."

"Your brother, he..."

As if he didn't expect her to mention this matter suddenly, the man's eyes with bottomless eyes showed a little shake at that moment. He turned his head and looked out the window, which was facing a tree in the courtyard. It's almost gone.

"Quanna is gone."

The last thing he said was just such an understatement.

Zhi Xi's heart skipped a beat.

But she knows that she has more important things to say next, so even though this topic is not good, she can't give up because of it - Zhixi can feel that if she doesn't speak clearly now, there will be no chance in the future.

So the sadness in her heart only surfaced for a moment, and after a while, she said softly: "...I see. Then, when did Madara become the patriarch? It's been a hard journey, right?"

The man looked at her without speaking.

"You are going to be the patriarch at such a young age. I think Madara must be under a lot of pressure. Just now...cough, sorry, I overheard some of your conversations. Are you arguing about your wife?"

"Yes."

Madara's voice was calm and her posture was calm, "I told them, I want to marry you."

Zhi Xi looked at him disapprovingly, "Madara, do you know if this is..."

"You don't seem surprised at all."

"Uh, yes," Zhi Xi paused, not intending to hide the fact that she had guessed what had happened, "But Madara, I don't agree."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she secretly regretted that she shouldn't have said it so directly, not to mention that she refused this matter out of consideration for many reasons, swallowed her saliva, Zhi Xi bit the bullet and continued: "The young patriarch must sit still. This position is not easy, I know, so you also need to consider what the elders mean—it’s not that you don’t believe in your ability, but Madara, this road is already difficult, and as your friend, I really can’t watch you go astray Let's go, not to mention that the world is not peaceful, and wars may break out at any time, right? Once a war breaks out, human hearts are also very important."

"Besides, Madara, I have to make it clear to you that I'm just aware of this, you have to think carefully. I know we have a good relationship, and if you feel happy getting along with me, then so do I—but marriage is not a small matter ,spot."

"...I have a fiancé."

Finally she said softly.

Even though she is wearing the identity of Kanin Egi, she is indeed the one who will be engaged to Akashi Seijuro.

After finishing a long series of words, Zhi Xi was so nervous that she couldn't help panting slightly.

This is so strange. She—a girl whose physical age is less than 16 years old and whose mental age is a little over two and a half years old—is analyzing the pros and cons of marriage and mate selection with an adult man in such a strange and dangerous world.

And Zhixi was even more surprised that she was able to quickly sort out her thoughts in such a short period of time and then express them—as if such a way of thinking had been subtly rooted in her brain.

"So?" The man tilted his head and looked at her blankly. He seemed to have listened to the passage just now, but he didn't seem to have listened.

Zhi Xi was taken aback, "So..."

"It's just my fiance." Noticing that she was involuntarily nervous because of the close distance between the two of them, the man took a step back, took out a small box out of nowhere, and knelt down on one knee under the girl's shocking gaze. Stiff and awkward - he'd never been like that in front of anyone.

Madara opened the small box, held it in the palm of her hand, and looked at her steadily, "I have bought it for a few years, so it may not be the style you like."

"After the war is over, I'll pick a few more with you. Let's make do with it now."

"——Zhi Xi, please marry me."

Zhi Xi opened her mouth.

"what do you mean?"

She originally thought that he was just on top for a while, or for other purposes—for example, she used it as a shield to evade marriage with Uchiha Nadeko.

But looking at the current situation, obviously not.

Zhixi's eyes fell on the small box in the man's hand. It was a boxy wooden box, and the workmanship was a bit rough in her eyes. The finished ring is the simplest style, with a thin ring, you need to look carefully to find the tiny patterns on it.

Madara saw her shock, raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you surprised? I thought you already knew."

"I want to marry you, I thought about it a long time ago."

From his life till now, if he summed it up in the shortest words, it would probably be "no choice".

Childhood is fleeting, and after that there is an unavoidable bloody storm; there are close friends, but... too many things are mixed in it, even if they all want to keep this friendship pure, even if they all know that it is impossible.

In retrospect, he Uchiha Madara has been all-powerful so far, and the happiest time was when she was with him.

I've had a lot of stuff thrown away because I had no choice.

he thinks.

But for her, I don't want to let go anyway.

That's why his every move is so hasty.

……

Zhi Xi silently looked at the man in front of him.

The setting sun diffused into the window frame and dripped on the ground, and a few drops fell on the ends of his branches, flashing and flashing.

It would be a lie to say that there was no accident, but she calmed down strangely when the matter developed to the present situation.

Madara Uchiha...he's different from everyone else.

She was doing classification problems in her mind.

He was different from those of the past because he was a mature man, not a boy—he had even gone through the delicate transition between adolescence and youth.

Now the one kneeling on one knee and proposing to her with a ring box in his hand is a pure man.What it should be like, Zhi Xi's understanding of this is limited to Mr. Andawa and Aizawa... But no matter what, at least one thing can be confirmed is that they will think carefully before doing everything.

But Uchiha Madara's proposal, Zhixi didn't think it was rational.

After a long period of silence, she turned and walked outside the house, "Sorry, I can't agree."

She can't agree to Madara's marriage proposal, it has nothing to do with emotion, it's just a matter of principle: the flow of time in the two worlds dooms a deep-rooted "unfairness" between them, Madara wants to bet his life that she won't Leave again, but she can't.

More importantly, this also involves the checks and balances of various forces within the Uchiha clan.

It's getting colder and colder, and it's time for the breath to turn into frost in a blink of an eye.

At first, Zhi Xi still had the idea of ​​"waking up", but as time went on and there were too many things to think about every day, this matter was gradually left behind.The most important point is that no matter how she recalls, she can't remember what she was "doing" before coming to this world this time.

During this period of time, she thought about it a lot.First of all, Zhixi is very clear that her attitude towards "marrying Uchiha Madara" is very firm, and she rejects it completely from the bottom of her heart, and she has always treated Madara the same way she treats her friends.

But Bud doesn't seem to think so.He seemed to have made up his mind to fight to the end with her on this matter, never talking about it on weekdays, whatever he should do, but Zhixi could feel that Madara had no intention of letting go.

Maybe I am a very important playmate in his eyes, so I have become dependent... Zhixi is disappointed, she can't find anyone to find out how Madara has been living these years, but Quanna has already left, she thinks he should Not having a good time.When people are going through difficult times, they will always irresistibly miss the beauty of the past. Maybe in Madara's eyes, he is a symbol representing the relatively happier time in his youth.

If this is the case, then it is not her that Madara likes, but a miniature of the past.

And after rejecting his marriage proposal that day, Zhixi was imprisoned in Madara's home in a disguised form - it seems that the imprisonment seems a bit too much, after all, Madara did not do anything out of the ordinary, and never really restricted her life Liberty just dismissed her request to move out.And outside there are clansmen who are very unhappy with her, even if Zhi Xi goes out, she will be making fun of herself.

However, living under the same roof with a man is quite awkward for Zhi Xi—not to mention that she rejected his marriage proposal before that.

That doesn't count for Hong Jiaodong, it's living in the same body.

As the temperature dropped, Zhixi became more and more lazy. For some reason, she has always been prone to sleepiness recently. She often feels tired as soon as it gets dark, and today is no exception.She changed into her pajamas and came out of the bathroom. Before she could dry off the water droplets on her long hair, she yawned.

Physiological tears blurred the eye sockets uncontrollably, Zhi Xi rubbed her eyes, and was about to go back to her room when she smelled a strong and special aroma from her nose.

At first, she thought the smell was familiar, but after two seconds, she realized that it was the smell of wine.

Immediately afterwards, a hot hand grasped her arm.

Her vision suddenly darkened, and she was pulled into an embrace.

"……spot?"

Zhi Xi's fingers moved, and unexpectedly touched the man's strong and generous chest, she straightened her fingers slightly and pushed, "Let go of me—are you drunk?"

"...You used to let me call you sister all the time."

A deep male voice rang in her ears, and the strong aroma of wine hit her side face along with the man's hot breath.

He stretched out his hand to catch a drop of water that was about to roll down from the tip of her hair, and chuckled softly: "Why don't you say it this time."

The alarm bell was ringing in the girl's mind, and she didn't dare to vent her anger. She kept her eyes on her nose, her nose and her heart: "You, you have grown up."

She tried to put out a hand between the two, and then used a little more strength to push away, "Madara, you are drunk, can you go to rest?"

Zhixi, who had the unfortunate experience of being drunk once, used that painful lesson in exchange for a realization: people's behavior after drunk is often unpredictable.

The smell of wine was pervasive, and after drinking, Madara's body temperature was very high, even through a layer of winter clothes, it was transmitted to her body, and the heat was breathed between the necks, the atmosphere was really not good.

"Yeah...you're right, I've grown up."

After he finished speaking, his hands suddenly exerted force and pushed her down to the ground - he even carefully placed his palms on the back of the girl's head to protect her from any bumps.

The sense of aggression unique to adult men and overwhelming hormonal aura hit with an irresistible force. At that moment, the world spun, and Zhixi felt her heart skip a beat. However, before she could react, the man turned his head and bit down every word. Clearly, it passed into her ears without hindrance: "Sister..."

Caressing her brows and eyes with callused fingers, slowly caressing,

"...When, let me be a man?"