[Comprehensive] Forced to Mary Sue

Hearing what I said, Madara just lowered her eyes slightly and smiled.

The very slight laughter seemed to expand layer by layer in my ears, and I only felt that my eyes were blurred, just like at that time on the battlefield, whenever I turned around, I could see him following me with his arms folded .When he made eye contact, he laughed, short and playful, and I just thought it was funny that he thought I ran away when I saw him.

At that time, I also thoroughly discovered that Madara was not as cruel and obsessed with war as other ninjas of the Senju clan said.

"Yeah, it's been so many years." He said with a sigh, and then waved to me. My feet seemed to have their own consciousness, and I walked towards him slowly.

Although his palms and face have returned to the appearance of his prime, he is still the shell of that frail old man. I can see his wrinkled neck under his smooth chin, and his thin body is sunk in a wheelchair. It was like drying slowly into a dry bone in the air full of impurities.

I knelt down in front of him and looked up at him.He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the bandage around my left eye. I only felt itchy to take out the sunken eye socket. I was about to avoid his touch, but he withdrew his hand.

"Does it hurt?" Buddy asked.

In fact, when I looked at the hollow right eye socket under his hair, I really wanted to say, don’t you understand it better yourself, but I don’t know why, but when I see him now, I just feel a little sad, and I can no longer complain about him from time to time like before. That's it.I thought about it, and decided to keep silent, just nodded.

The faint light of fireflies flashed in his eyes, and there was a little emotion in his eyes that I couldn't understand. I just felt a throbbing in my heart. Maybe I would feel a little emotional when I saw an old friend after many years. I sighed, Look away from his gaze.

For a while we didn't talk again, he didn't ask me why I came back from the dead and became a ninja of the Uchiha clan, and I didn't ask him why he was so weak that he could only hide in the ground and survive.The silence did not make the atmosphere awkward, but I felt a sense of peace of mind. After decades of strangeness, the strange Konoha, there can still be such a familiar person. I should thank him.

I stood up slowly, but he suddenly grabbed my wrist. He exerted force with his hand, and I was pulled down unsuspectingly, and my hands were just on his knees covered with blankets.

I froze for a moment.

At this time, there were footsteps of many people not far away, it seemed that the group of Uchihas had finished the clan meeting and returned to the village together.Hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, I looked up at Madara, and he squinted his eyes in the direction of the sound, as if a little displeased: "Absolutely."

Uzumaki, who had been standing behind him all this time, responded briskly, and then spread out his whole body, wrapping layers of plaques that were still sitting in the wheelchair.

I knew that he had to avoid this group of Uchiha people at this time, but I was a little unwilling for him to leave just like that. I held his wrist with my backhand and said, "Take me back."

He froze for a moment, and before he could speak, the whirlpool face had already spoken: "But I can only take one person away at a time, I can't take you away, Zhuanjian."

That sentence seemed to rush out of my throat by itself, and I was still in a trance when I heard Madara's voice above my head: "See you next time."

His hand was slowly withdrawn from my hand, and the cool river wind passed through my fingers. I didn't raise my head until Madara's breath disappeared completely, and there was a sound of chaotic footsteps behind me, Uchiha Fugaku A voice came from behind me: "Fire, what are you doing here?"

I turned my head to look at the group of Uchihas, with an inscrutable look on my face: "Patriarch, do you think it would be great to swim in a bikini here?"

Fuyue: "..."

A certain Uchiha: "Why do you ask the patriarch this, and the patriarch doesn't wear a bikini."

Me: "Oh."

Fuyue: "..."

A few days later, when I was swimming in Nangachuan in a bikini, Anbe from Hokage appeared on the shore and asked me to go to Sandai to get the student list.I emerged from the water and looked at Anbu, who was dressed in a black robe and a black rabbit mask on the bank, and then I belatedly remembered that Uchiha’s subordinates who made fire were all killed in the previous encounter with Iwanin. As Jonin, Uchiha must take up the role of team leader in the war.

Oh, that's what my legendary teacher Oshemaru who "dotes very much on his only disciple" once said: Act as an old mother on the battlefield and protect the group of children who know nothing but rush forward.

I looked at Anbu very seriously: "Can I go to the battlefield by myself?"

Anbu didn't seem to dare to look directly at me in a bikini, turned his head sideways, and said very seriously: "This is your duty."

I walked ashore from the water, Anbu took a few steps back, and hurriedly said: "My news has been delivered, I'm going first!" After speaking, I hurriedly used the instant body technique to leave, and I looked at the direction where he disappeared The few leaves that drifted by lowered their heads in confusion.

Although it is a bikini, there is no sense of ups and downs at all. I really can't figure out why a grown man would be scared away by a flat-chested girl in a bikini.

Sighing, I picked up the folded clothes on the shore and dressed them one by one. I turned my head and looked at the statue in the Valley of the End in the distance. There seemed to be a hovering goshawk spreading its wings in the blue sky. He swooped down and landed on Madara's shoulder.

I turned around, gathered Chakra on my feet, and rushed towards the village.

When I was still in Qianshouzhujian, I did not rarely lead a team to the battlefield, but the battlefield era is different from now.At that time, when the children could not walk, they had already learned to lie in the crib and play shuriken. Since they were five years old, they had already experienced the cruelty of war.Some died early on the battlefield, while those who survived found the most basic way of survival in life-and-death fights.It's easy to take them with you,

As for the current kid, take Obito as an example, if he is asked to go to the battlefield now, he will rush immediately without hesitation, and he will not care about the configuration, type, and number of troops in front.Children who grow up in peaceful times do not lack passion and confidence to win. Although these are necessary, they lack the most important thing, vigilance against danger.

Therefore, the highest death rate on the battlefield at the beginning of the war is these passionate youngsters who have just entered the battlefield and know nothing about the horror of war.And the most terrible thing is that they are in the second stage of middle school, and verbal admonitions are useless at all. They will think this is an excuse for you to avoid death, and you will naturally not sit idly by watching them go to death.

Therefore, the second place in the death rate is the unlucky bastard who became the leader of these children.

And I'm about to be one of the unlucky ones.

"Every time I meet Kuzhan, it's my subordinates who die." I sat at the desk with a very serious expression on my face, "So, you know, my lord, I won't protect... no no no I have absolutely no ability to protect my subordinates, please take back your life and give me back my freedom!"

The third generation sat behind the desk and smoked a pipe comfortably, with wisps of smoke escaping from his nostrils. He squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and then handed me a scroll: "They will leave it to you to light the fire."

I bit the bullet and took the scroll, opened it, and there were three names neatly arranged on it.

In the next second, I petrified.

The third generation looked at me with a smile: "How about it, you will definitely protect them well."

With trembling hands, I arranged the list in my hand on the desk, pointed to "Obito Uchiha" on it, restrained the roar that was about to blurt out, and said relatively calmly: "Obito Uchiha obviously hasn't graduated yet."

"Because of your sister as an example, Obito also applied for early graduation." The third generation said with a smile, "Considering that you just need a new team, and Obito has also mastered the power necessary to be a ninja, So he is allowed to graduate and return to your team."

I pointed at "Nohara Lin" with trembling fingers: "This little girl seems to be Obito's classmate."

"Oh, her medical ninjutsu is not inferior to many medical ninjas." Sandai looked at my left eye, "Your team needs an excellent medical ninja."

I took a deep breath and pointed to the last name: "What about him, Kakashi Hatake."

"Kakashi is an excellent student who graduated last year." The third generation exhaled a puff of smoke and said happily, "You should know Sakumo, he is Sakumo's son. And the three of them used to be classmates. It’s more conducive to unity.”

Hehe, unity.One pair of eyes, two eyes, you poke me, I kick you, I like her, she likes you, you don't like her, miss me every day... Really very united.

I feel like I can't make any expression on my face: "...Why don't you let Minato be their teacher."

The third generation looked puzzled: "Why did you ask Minato to be their teacher, and didn't you suggest that Minato stop the pursuit of his admirers? He has already proposed to Kushina, and I gave them a short marriage leave."

I:"……"

The Minato class has become the fire-making class, does that mean that I will be the Hokage in the future, marry Gao Fushuai, and end up being cheated to death by my student... and also my younger brother...

Realizing that I had dug a hole for myself and jumped, I could only look at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, silently letting the overflowing tears flow back.

The baby is wronged, the baby is sad, and the baby is bitter.