[Naruto] The big battle to transform the image of the patriarch

Tailor Inoue, who specializes in providing various clothing for Uchiha, told Mana that since the stand-up collar and dark blue are important symbols of Uchiha, except for changing the combat uniform to a close-fitting high collar for easy movement, it must not be changed at other times.

Mana: =dish=

Which ancestor made this one, and I promise not to beat you to death.

Mana was mad.

The difference in clothing styles and colors will bring a huge gap to the personal image, okay?Future generations of leaders who don't have dedicated image consultants!Human beings are visual animals, and they are good at defining the inner world by their appearance. My brother Ban is as beautiful as a flower and does not need to be carefully crafted, but now the leader is not popular with the domineering president!Don't you see that the long hair fluttering in Senjubashima is comparable to Rejoice, and the white and green kimono is sweet and cute (?), suitable for both men and women, both young and old!

Why is this world so cruel to Uchiha.

Thinking of the long distance between heaven and earth, Uchiha burst into tears.

"Well," the sweaty tailor Inoue looked at Mana who had fallen into depression, and said with a smile, "Usually, it's okay for a girl to want to wear a beautiful kimono by herself... Strictly speaking, only the patriarch People need to wear uniforms at all times, after all, they are representatives of the Uchiha clan."

I just want... the patriarch to replace...

Mana's low pressure became deeper and deeper.

"I see," she smiled feebly, "Thank you madam for explaining my doubts."

"However," Inoue unexpectedly said, "The patriarch doesn't seem to like wearing formal kimonos. We make formal kimonos and ordinary uniforms every season, but we have never seen the patriarch wear them. Everyone who came to pick up the clothes just took away the regular clothes, it's a pity..."

"Hey? Hey? Wait, wait!" Mana's ears perked up, her eyes burning, "What does 'formal kimono' mean?"

"Miss Mana, don't you know?" The other party was a little surprised, and smiled embarrassedly, "Ah, yes, I'm really sorry... According to tradition, members of the patriarchal line should be equipped with regular and ordinary clothes, but a long time ago because of the war Cut down on expenses, and now only the patriarch needs to be equipped with two sets of uniforms at any time. Now that the war is over, it should be restored, and a girl like Miss Mana still needs a formal kimono to attend many occasions..."

"No, no, no, no," Mana interrupted the tailor's chatter, and stepped forward to cup the other's hands affectionately, "Don't care about me. Please give me the patriarch's kimono!"

Mysterious frenzy burns like a raging fire from behind her.

"Ah, good, good!"

Tailor Inoue Waterfall Khan: Ms. Mana, she is indeed the only exception in Uchiha's high-cold painting style...

"Thank you very much, Mrs. Inoue!"

"Tuk tuk tuk tuk -"

The seven shurikens hit the bull's-eye perfectly, and Quanna landed lightly.

"I've made progress, Senna."

"Brother!" Quan Nai turned her head in surprise, and saw Madara in a dark blue uniform leaning against the tree trunk, looking down at herself with a smile.

Quan Nai ran over and jumped up the tree, and asked, "Brother, when did you come, I didn't notice it at all!"

When Madara wanted to hide his aura, there was probably no one else who could detect it except Hashirama.Quanna was a little depressed thinking about it.

I don't know if the big brother saw all his practice just now?He felt a little ashamed.

"You stopped practicing shuriken throwing at home a few years ago," Sure enough Madara asked, "You said it was a child's game. Why today..."

"Brother!" Quan Nai hurriedly interrupted, "Just, just practice!"

He couldn't say that it was because he was too bored after helping Mana finish the knife she wanted, and suddenly remembered the hateful face in Senshouban, so he picked up the shuriken and threw the target as the face of his old enemy...

Madara adjusted her standing posture, and only used her nasal cavity to let out a casual "Huh?"

"Brother, you didn't take me with you when you went out. I don't know where Mana went. Recently, there are very few tasks in the clan, and all the work is done by others..." Quan Nai said more and more confidently, "I can't do it alone. I can only use conventional methods to practice! You can’t relax at any time, you must hone yourself at any time, isn’t this what you taught me, big brother.”

#Give yourself a thumbs up#

Finally he couldn't help but smile.

He reached out and rubbed his younger brother's hair, and said, "After staying with Mana for a long time, even Quanna has learned to play tricks."

"Hey brother!" Quan Nai's hair exploded again.

"What a child..." He sighed very lightly, with joy and worry.

Quanna didn't hear it.

Because Mana ran over yelling "Izumi Izumi Izumi——".

"Crazy girl." Quan Nai muttered.

"Ah, Madara-san!" Mana saw Madara's figure belatedly after running close, and slammed on the brakes.

"Good afternoon, Brother Madara. Are you back, Brother Madara? Have you had lunch? Are you hungry, do you want me to get you some snacks?" Mana stood still, raised her head and smiled sweetly, looking like How well-behaved and how well-behaved.

Quanna's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at Mana who was smiling like a flower, and Madara who was obviously holding back her laughter, and murmured, "Isn't this too discriminatory...?"

He jumped down, just in time to land in front of Mana.

"What's the matter?" He raised his head deliberately not to look at Mana, his appearance was very indifferent.

Mana blinked, and then gave Madara a bright smile, then forced Quanna to come over, and whispered in his ear, "Where is the thing I want?"

"Hmph." Quan Nai ignored her.

"Three days of Tamagoyaki." Mana promised, and then urged, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Here, take it." Quan Nai reluctantly took out a few thin blades, the handles were polished smooth, and she also made a matching protective case to prevent Mana from accidentally cutting herself.

...In fact, Quanna has always been such a gentle and considerate person.

"Thank you very much, Senna-sama!" Mana exaggeratedly held his hand and shook it up and down, "I was very helpful, Senna-sama!"

"Hello..."

Madara looked at the young men and women fighting under the tree, with a tenderness in his eyes that even he didn't know.

It's really... a child.He thought so again.

He closed his eyes, raised his head slightly, and rested his pillow on the rough and uneven tree trunk.The sound of the wind, the singing of birds, the voice of people... The outside world gradually faded around him, and the contents of the mysterious stone tablet in the basement of Nanhe Shrine appeared before his eyes again with the faint fire.

[In order to seek stability, God divides yin and yang into two poles; the two mutually restrain each other, and eventually transform everything into everything]

That's it for now.He told himself, that's it.

Quan Nai felt very miserable.

Yesterday he just complained to his elder brother that the work was done by others, and today Mana pushed him a lot of tasks, including her own!

"Why do you want me to do your work?!" Quan Nai asked angrily.

"I have something to do." Mana said confidently.

"But your jobs, these jobs..." Quan Nai looked at the task list that Mana gave him, and said frantically, "What are they all about!"

"Contact with the people in the caravan to discuss cooperation issues for the next season; inspect the construction work of the village; discuss with the person in charge of Senju about the organization and content of the ninja school teacher exam..." Quan Nai read the list, " By the way, why is it specially marked to help the elderly and children who have fallen?! What are these?"

"My job is mainly to deal with people." Mana tilted her head and smiled innocently, "As for the last one, many ordinary people have moved here recently, and there are a lot of old people and children. Bundle."

Quan Nai puffed up her cheeks, and after a while, she lowered her head in compromise.

"Remember to be kind and smile at all times, Izumi ~ Nai ~" Mana stood at the door watching his back, and waved her hands loudly.

Quan Na staggered and almost slipped from the branch.

"Very good, so no one will bother you." Mana said to herself.

"Nobody bothering what?"

"Brother Madara!!" Mana turned around in shock, staring at the person who appeared quietly.

A certain "person who appeared quietly" narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I told me last night that I must stay today, and today I deliberately sent Izumi away... Mana Uchiha, what's your plan?"

Regardless of the look or the tone of voice, they all look aloof when placed on this person; and there is no smile on his face.The long hair is like thorns, and it blows up in all directions rebelliously, which further shows the owner's sharp-edged character.

Ordinary people may be scared and incoherent when they see such spots.

But obviously, Uchiha Mana definitely does not belong to the category of "ordinary people" - at least, she has always been good at seeing the true emotions in his heart through the expression of the elders of her family.

"Good morning, Big Brother Ban, have you eaten yet?" She immediately put away her surprise, smiled brightly in the blink of an eye, and stretched out her hand to say hello as if nothing had happened.

Round face, squinting eyes, one hand shaking back and forth.

It looks like a lucky cat.Madara thought suddenly, almost laughing.

"We had breakfast together." He calmly stated the fact.

"Oh, it's true," Mana covered her face shyly, "Isn't this just an opening line, Brother Madara is always so serious."

"..."

Madara felt that there was really nothing she could do about Mana who changed her face like a book.

"Stop making trouble," his expression relaxed helplessly—to express his surrender, he took two steps forward and pressed the top of Mana's head, "What's the matter?"

His palm fell on the top of Mana's hair, and his warmth fell from his blood, through the skin, all the way into her heart.

Have you ever had such a moment, it seems that the whole world has left you for a moment, and the only thing you can feel is that person's breathing, his movements, his temperature, every subtle expression of his...

Messy thoughts flashed by, so fast that Mana didn't even have time to catch every word.

This is not the time to be cranky.She secretly spurned herself, and immediately recovered her state.

As soon as the girl grasped the patriarch's wrist, she raised her head and stared at him affectionately (?), with a deep smile on her lips and tender eyes.

She said, "Of course it's because I want to be alone with Brother Madara."

I want to be alone with Big Brother Madara.

Madara's wrist seemed to tremble slightly.

But she didn't seem to notice his astonished eyes and stiff figure, she let go of his wrist and took his hand instead.

Her hand was as soft as a handful of fresh snow, as if it would melt into the palm of her hand with a little effort.

"Come with me!" she said briskly, pulling him towards the bedroom.

Madara couldn't utter a word.

He actually ran after her.

I've never run so slow... At this moment, what flashed through his mind was such an irrelevant thought.

"……what is this?"

Looking at the excited girl and the clothes in her hands, Madara didn't know what expression to use.

"Kimono, kimono! The formal one!" Mana looked at him with twinkling eyes.

"...You just want me to wear this?"

"That's right! Ah, that's not right, there is one more thing... But Brother Madara, you should put on first! Put on, let's put on~" Sweetly coquettish.

"..."

Staring at the girl acting coquettishly to please her, Madara sighed and took the clothes.

"Why did you suddenly think of this?" He himself forgot that he still had formal clothes.

"Last time," Mana consciously ran to the door and closed it to wait for him, "Didn't Hashirama-sama wear formal clothes? The green kimono and white haori. It's so pretty."

Spot a meal.

"Is that so?" he said.

Between the pillars...

He gritted his teeth expressionlessly.

Mana stood outside the door waiting.No matter how hard she pricked up her ears, she could barely hear a little rustling.

Oh, I always feel a bit regretful... But we can still spread the wings of imagination...

Oops, my nose is a little hot.She quickly pinched her nose.

The sliding door swung open.

Mana opened her eyes wide and looked back expectantly.

"...!!"

small theater:

1. "Come with me!" She said briskly, pulling him towards the bedroom.

Madara: Wait!This progress is a bit fast, even I am not used to it!

#Think too much series#