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

"Come on, Madara, this little thing is cute."

However, it was the first time seeing someone make Madara show such a loveless expression.

Senshou Zhuma stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the little rabbit on Madara's shoulder, "Let's get familiar with how to take care of children in advance."

Then his hand was "slapped" open by the fan that the little rabbit suddenly took out.

Seeing his red and swollen hands, Senju Hashirama became depressed.

They are all ninjas, so why is there such a big difference in treatment!

Seeing this, Uchiha Madara's mood subtly improved, "You give birth to me?"

Senshou Zhujian coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Master Hashirama, let's go first." The Sakura Demon and the Peach Blossom Demon stood up smiling, "We will find a way to do what you ordered."

Senshou Zhujian smiled heartily, "I'm counting on you."

"What are you looking for from the monsters?" Uchiha Madara asked strangely after the two flower demons left.In the end, Qianshou Zhujian hesitated and said, "It's nothing."

Uchiha Madara: Do you think I'm stupid?

"Ban Ban, there will be a night walk of ghosts tonight." The little rabbit suddenly pulled Banban's hair forcefully, making Banban suddenly feel like stewing the rabbit, "Do you want to see it?"

"Don't call me Scabbers!"

"puff--"

"If you want to die, I'll give it to you, Hashirama!"

***

The night of the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts.

The streets were empty, and the doors and windows of every house were closed.Dark clouds filled the air, accompanied by the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves, the chill atmosphere was very different from the peace in the daytime.

Uchiha Madara and Senju Bashira sat on the roof, sipping wine in a dispirited manner, watching the parade of monsters.

Maybe they realized that these two were not ordinary humans, so there were no monsters to provoke them.

"Why are you two suddenly interested in watching this Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts?" The handsome onmyoji landed lightly on the roof, his icy blue robes fluttering.

"Ah, Seimei!" Senju Bashirama greeted friendlyly, "Why are you here?"

"When the ghosts walk at night, it is inevitable that some disobedient monsters will break into people's mansions." Onmyoji said gently, "At this time, we need to keep an eye on them."

"Onmyoji is also really hard."

Abe Seimei shook the juniper fan, changed the topic, and asked with a smile: "Did you two sleep well last night?"

Hearing this, Uchiha Madara, who didn't pay much attention to people, turned his eyes and took a deep look at Seimei.

Onmyoji still had a tight smile on his face.

"Very good, thank you." Senju Zhuma said carelessly.

The Onmyoji closed the juniper fan, and suddenly pointed to a beautiful female demon with an umbrella in the night parade of the Hundred Ghosts, "That's Yu Nu. She has been guarding the side of the broken bridge waiting for her husband to return from the sea. killed."

"The endless waiting and unfinished obsession made her finally turn into a monster."

Uchiha Madara took a sip of wine and remained silent.The smile of Qianshou Zhujian also gradually faded.

Ignoring the reactions of the two, Abe Seimei continued to point, "Sakura Demon, I think you both know each other. She fell in love with her human lover, and when she was about to get married, her lover was brutally killed."

"Life is extremely short, and relationships are even more fragile. If you are lucky enough to be together, you should cherish it even more."

After the meaningless speech, Onmyoji suddenly stopped the topic.He looked at the two rabbit ears standing up in Madara Uchiha's fried fur, and tapped lightly with his fan, "Yamato, why do you keep relying on others?"

The little rabbit exploded immediately.

"No! I won't go!"

It used both hands and feet, hugging Uchiha Madara's face from the front.

Uchiha Madara who was covered in a face: "..."

"The magic frog is here, watching you from below." Onmyoji said gently.

"I……"

"It looks sad."

"Ugh..."

It seems that the mountain rabbit has been persuaded, Qingming straightened up, "I'm going to a remote place to eliminate demons during this time, please go your own way."

Then the Onmyoji left.

The unbearable Uchiha Madara grabbed Yamatu by the back of the neck, lifted her up, and glared.

The little rabbit had tears in his eyes, "I can't bear you, Madara."

The thought of throwing this thing down was gone.

Uchiha Madara took a deep breath, helpless.

The mountain rabbit looked at the magic frog below, who was staring at this side eagerly, then looked at Banban again, gritted his teeth for the last time, and made up his mind, "I'm leaving, Madara, Madara...Wow..."

Uchiha's head is getting bigger.

His eyes softened.After a long sigh, he gently put the little rabbit down, then squatted down, and flicked his gloved fingers.

A small flame appeared at the fingertips, wrapped in Susan's brilliance, like glass.

The little rabbit's attention was immediately diverted, "Wow!"

"Take it."

After being separated by Susan, it will no longer be burned by the flames.The little rabbit hugged the fireball and rubbed it a few times.

Senshou Hashirama, who watched this scene silently, raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Spotted is actually very gentle.

In such a relatively peaceful world, the family is temporarily put aside, and after the war and other events, the hostility in Madara's body is also much less, and the hidden side of his character slowly emerges.

The little rabbit held the fireball in one hand, looked at the belt tied around Madara Uchiha's waist, rolled his eyes, "I like your bow tie very much too."

Uchiha Madara's heart skipped a beat.

and many more!

Don't you think-

The little rabbit quickly grabbed his belt and pulled it beautifully, the speed was comparable to Uchiha who opened the three hook jade.

Uchiha Madara has never been so embarrassed in his life!

Caught off guard, his trouser belt was ripped off by a rabbit——

ripped away...

gone……

Up...

"..."

"Goodbye, Scabbers!" The rabbit rode away on the magic frog, and the waving belt drew a graceful arc in the air.

"Blade, are you okay?"

Senshou Zhujian saw that the situation was not good, he hurried over and said with concern.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Uchiha Madara held the crumbling pants in one hand, and punched Senju Hashirama with one punch!

What are these things? !

Why did he always encounter such strange things when he came to this world!

His endurance is about to explode!

"Madara! Why did you hit me?!"

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

And that bastard Heijue! ! !

The monsters who participated in the Hyakki Night Parade stopped in their tracks one after another, staring dumbfounded at the two humans who were tearing apart the roof.

One of the trousers was about to fall off, but the momentum remained unabated.

Convinced, convinced.

Senjujuma went through a few moves with Uchiha Madara, and after letting him vent his anger, he tried his best to restrain Madara's attack, "Don't hit it yet, Madara."

He simply and neatly tore off his belt and handed it to Madara, then used the wooden escape to conjure a vine, and tied it around his waist.

Uchiha Madara snorted softly, and fastened Hashirama's belt.

Afterwards, the two returned to the mansion.

A bento box was quietly placed on the empty corridor, and a branch of cherry blossoms in full bloom was inserted on it.

"It's done so quickly." Senju Bashima walked over in surprise, and opened the lunch box. Inside was a pink pastry, exuding the fragrance of flowers.

Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows, "Is this what you asked those two banshees to do?"

"Secret." Senju Bashirama smiled wickedly, and sat down on the porch with Madara, "I tried this pastry once during the ghost king's feast, and it tasted pretty good."

"There are no desserts in this era, are there?" Senju Zhuma smiled and handed him the pastry.

Did this guy get someone to do it for him?

The alcohol surged up, and Uchiha Madara held his forehead drowsily.

What a fool.

The cherry blossom cake melts in the mouth, and the sweet taste melts from the tip of the tongue.

"How is it?" Senju Bashima looked at Madara, but he couldn't see any obvious likes and dislikes from the other person's face, so he picked up a piece himself.

"Ibaraki." Madara suddenly pointed behind him.

"What?" Senju Bashima turned his head.

There is no one behind.

Madara bit the sakura mochi in his hand.

The tiger's body trembled among the thousand-handed pillars.

His hand was fixed there stiffly, and Yutoma grabbed his hand and ate the pastry he was holding.

Madara's body leaned in front of him.Looking from the angle of Senshou Zhujian, the other party's thick bangs, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly.

The fingertips were licked by the soft tip of the tongue, bringing a warm and moist touch, Senshou Zhujian's face became more and more red, "Madara!"

Uchiha Madara straightened up, licked his lips with interest, and said nonchalantly.

"It tastes good."