[Comprehensive] What should I do if I wear black?

In the luxuriant and verdant forest, a wooden house is hidden in the shadows of leaves, not only does it look unobtrusive, but it has a sense of harmony with nature.

When repairing the wall of the hotel, Senshou Bashima was inspired and tried to build a residence out of wood to make up for the mistakes.Although it is just simple walls and a roof, it is still better than sleeping in the wild.

It's been like this for the past few days.

A bonfire was raised in the house to dissipate the chill of the night.A skylight was opened on the roof to let the smoke out.

A letter from Tokima said that several more ninjas have come, and they seem to have plans to join the village.

Fiddling with the fire among the Qianshouzhu, he was bored thinking.

Time to give the village a name, too.

Let it be the name.

Thinking, he looked up at Uchiha Madara who was sitting opposite.The other party was browsing the scrolls by the light of the fire, his usual stern eyebrows became more serious, and his upright and meticulous appearance perfectly reflected Uchiha's aristocratic demeanor and good self-cultivation.

By the time Uchiha Madara looked away from the scroll, Senju Bashima had fallen asleep beside the fire.He was still sitting cross-legged, with his hands folded in his sleeves, his head nodding rhythmically, and a few strands of long hair were about to be swept into the flames.

A little helplessness lingered in his eyes like light smoke, softening those frozen black pupils imperceptibly.

Uchiha Madara extinguished the flame, came to Senju Bashirama and sat down.The movement was not deliberately light, but like a cat lurking in the dark, it was steady and silent.

Senshou Bashirama snored happily, without realizing it.

There was still the residual heat of the flame on his body, which was very warm.

Uchiha Madara leaned over slightly, relaxed his body, put his head on the opponent's shoulder peacefully, and closed his eyes.

No need for a vigil.

because……

No one can hurt them.

……

The morning sun shines on the gray residue of the fire, and the sleeping people wake up slowly to the chirping of birds.

Sure enough, I didn't fall asleep comfortably in bed.

Senshou Zhuma hadn't opened his eyes yet, but as his consciousness gradually became clear, the tiredness and soreness on his body began to clamor.

Strange, with his physical fitness, how could such a thing happen.

Is it because the alliance has been peaceful for so long that the body is lazy?

When he finally realized where the soreness came from, Senshou Zhuma suddenly woke up!

There was a heavy weight on his shoulders.

Madara leaned on his shoulder, still sleeping with her eyes closed.Unknowingly, most of the weight was leaning on him.And his head was also slightly tilted in Madara's direction, half pillowing on the opponent's head.

They seem to have been in this position for a long time.

From an outsider's point of view, it is definitely an intimate scene.

... If you ignore the stiff body and sweaty face of the straight-haired man.

But even if he is not used to it, Senju Bashima will not wake Madara up.

He adjusted his posture slightly so that Madara could lean more comfortably.

From this angle, the edges and corners of the spotted face seem thinner than usual.The contours of the eyebrows and eyes are deep, and even in sleep, the strength between the eyebrows has never been relaxed.

Qianshou Zhujian sighed softly in his heart.

Madara no longer has a family.

He retains Madara, gives hope to the other party, and builds a village... Maybe he hopes that Madara will treat the ninjas in the whole village as family members and build a new bond.

Ninjas are very vigilant, and Madara is so sensitive that he can't stand someone standing behind him, but at this time he sleeps peacefully beside him, which is enough to show his trust in him.

Senshou Zhujian rejoiced in his heart.

Of course, he will also be by Madara's side, as a best friend, brother, rival... whatever.

But only not lovers!

Qianju Zhujian shouted silently.

Uchiha Madara's thick bangs drooped in disorder, covering half of his face.The tip of the hair on the tip of the nose rose and fell gently with breathing, making Senju Bashima feel itchy.

He raised his hand and brushed Madara's hair back.

Everyone in the Uchiha clan is handsome, but because of his strength and character, Madara always gives people a vicious and terrifying feeling.

But now, the pair of eyes that made the world tremble with fear are hidden behind the eyelids, and the wildness and madness are gone, leaving only a row of thin and long eyelashes, fluttering with the light and shadow.

He has joked more than once that Madara's eyelashes are as long as girls'.

Of course, he was beaten up by the angry Madara.

—— Uchiha's ancestral long eyelashes, both men and women, blame him!

At this time, the row of long eyelashes swept across his palm, bringing a small tingling sensation.

Itchy.

Qianshou Zhujian quickly pressed his lips together to stop the smile that was about to blurt out.

It seems that there are some obscure and secret emotions quietly fermenting.

By coincidence, he extended his claws to Uchiha Madara's unchanging fried hair.

The longest pinch is touched first.First, the tip of the raised hair was bent forcibly, and it seemed that it was as unwilling to give in easily as its owner. Not to be outdone, it wanted to raise it again, piercing the palm of Senju Bashirama, and finally it was all suppressed in the wide under the palm of your hand.

The corners of Senshou Zhujian's mouth lifted triumphantly.

This is a benefit that is not usually available!

When he was awake, if he dared to touch Madara's head, the other party could chase him for ten blocks with a round fan.

The air suddenly became cold.

Senshou Bashirama lowered his head slightly, just in time to bump into a pair of bright red eyes.

"..."

Between the doors!

Your big brother is going to be finished.

Village, I'm counting on you...

***

What saved Qianshou Zhujian was a sudden knock on the door.

Tee, Tee, Tee.

Three unhurried beeps, not loud, but clear and powerful.

Qianshou Zhujian seemed to have received an amnesty, he stood up and walked towards the door, "I'll go and have a look."

Although this place is not in the remote mountains and dense forests, it is still some distance away from the sidewalk.

Is it a lost traveler?

But his enchantment did not perceive it.

Uchiha Madara sneered, too lazy to care about Hashirama's stupid behavior just now.He raised his hand and rubbed his neck with pantothenic acid.

too hard.

Definitely not suitable as a pillow.

Who knows that he doesn't care about it, but it doesn't mean that some people will be wise not to hit the gun.

Senshou Zhujian, who had walked a few steps, suddenly seemed to remember something, stopped, turned his head, and said a word of concern.

"Madara, are you gaining weight?"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

It was not easy for the cells to fuse successfully, but embryonic development requires a long process.However, with the cheating artifact Reincarnation Eye, none of this is a problem.

After applying the illusion to the little embryo, time seemed to speed up on it.The little fetus grew into a tall and straight boy of sixteen or seventeen in an instant.

"I, who inherited the blood of Uchiha, am really handsome." As for Senju Bashirama...well, ignore it automatically.

What if there are too many cute girls who confess to me?

Oh, what a happy trouble...

Hei Jue came to the place where the two of them were after looking back and forth in front of the mirror in the laboratory for a long time, and touched his cheek very narcissistically.

I wanted to make a shocking appearance.

Naihe rushed towards him with an open door to kill.

The cabin exploded on the spot, the boards were torn apart, and dust was flying.

The Senju patriarch and the Uchiha patriarch fight with gods every day.

It is Longyan singing and flying all over the sky, and it is Mu Dun who breaks through the ground. The B-level ninjutsu, Hao Huo Miu, insisted on displaying the effect of the S-level ninjutsu.

Facing such an opponent, Senshou Zhuma did not dare to slack off.Madara struck fiercely, and he fought decisively.

The earth trembled faintly, and the world of flowers and trees descended.The thick branches dance wildly, and the petals of huge crimson flowers bloom, and the pollen that makes people stunned is diffused.

The birds and beasts in the woods scrambled to escape.

The whole body was pressed under the door panel, only the disheveled head was exposed.Hei Jue saw countless little stars, turning and turning.

slap.

His handsome face was stepped on by a fleeing wild boar.

Heijue: "..."

His rage is going to be full!

The battle between the two super shadow-level powerhouses was fought from the sun up to the setting sun, in which countless forests were destroyed and many innocent beasts were affected.

"Stop it, Madara. This is still in another country."

Qianshouzhujian smiled wryly.

The red streaks of fairy mode faded away, and the dazzling golden pupils turned into warm and pure black again.

Uchiha Madara was pressed to a messy ground by him.At this time, they both still had strength, but Senshou Zhujian forcibly stopped in order to reduce the loss of life. The two seemed to be no longer moving, but in fact there was still a confrontation of strength where their bodies touched.

Uchiha Madara stared at Senju Hashirama fiercely, and his writing sharing eyes were bloodshot.

This damn pollen!

This damn wooden escape!

Feeling that Madara was no longer exerting force, Senju Hashirama dared to slowly relax the strength in his hand, and was about to move away.Uchiha Madara suddenly reached out, grabbed his collar and pulled it down forcefully, forcing him not to get up.

Qianshou Zhujian quickly supported the ground.

After they stopped fighting, they realized that they were in a delicate and dangerous state with their overlapping bodies and slender and powerful legs intertwined.

Unlike the oolong in the alliance, it seems that some things have become different.

Is it because Madara told himself what he wanted?

Hei Jue: "Ahem."

Uchiha Madara chuckled, "What are you hiding?"

"Madara," Senju Bashima sighed with helplessness in his eyes, "If you haven't enjoyed the fight, wait until you return to our village to learn more."

Hei Jue: "Ahem."

When he heard the word "our", Uchiha Madara's eyes moved slightly.

Qianshou Zhujian continued: "I will fight with you for as long as you want."

Madara Uchiha frowned displeasedly, "Are you coaxing a child?"

Heijue: "Ahem!"

Senjujuma thought in his heart that it would be great if you were a child.

"Never." He said with gentle eyes, "We are equal, and you are the only person in this world who understands my ideals."

"We are... best friends."

Thinking of Madara's sentence "Boyfriends are also friends", Senju Zhuma temporarily changed the word "friend" to "best friend".

There should be no such thing as a boyfriend.

Hei Jue: "Cough cough cough!!!"

Senshou Zhujian was startled suddenly: "There seems to be someone! Madara."