However, he put forward his own guess, "Maybe it's a street full of flowers?"

"Soga, wait for me then? When we grow up, let's go shopping together when we have the opportunity."

Gaara nodded obediently.

Little Sasuke didn't say anything.

The expression on a certain Madara's uncle suddenly became subtle: ... quite promising, at such a young age

We made a promise? We want to go to that kind of place together when we grow up. It’s really like him and Hashirama.

Yes, when he was fifteen years old, Hashirama also secretly dragged him to that kind of place to drink and play.

His personal experience is: quite boring.

Hashirama's personal experience is: Madara, see you next time? Come together, just drink and don't talk.

Then he felt the strength behind his neck increasing again.

Shisui Meow and Weasel Meow looked at him "viciously", obviously blaming him for bringing up the child.

The other cats also looked at him with contempt - you old thing, really? You are not a serious person.

Uchiha Madara suddenly said, "What kind of serious person do you think you are? All black cats are as black as black cats in the world. You black cats can't turn white even if you step on others, so you should give up this idea."

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Regardless of the "overt and covert fighting" among the black cats here, little Naruto on the other side also raised his hand with great interest——

"Hey, hey, uncle, we want blood wine!"

Yes, this brave kid really dares to drink.

As a result, Gaara glanced at little Naruto and raised his hand very decisively. He had already shown the trait of "Naruto is right" even after they had just met.

Little Sasuke curled his lips, but didn't object.

Uchiha Madara thought with an expressionless face: These little devils have really turned the world upside down.

But if you think about it carefully, why do they dare not turn over it?

Little Golden Retriever has been left unattended since he was a child. It is said that his biological mother’s last words were that he should not drink alcohol until he is 20 years old. But the question is, who conveyed those last words to this child?

If you never know, you will naturally not need to follow it.

The biological father of the little red-haired boy from Hidden Sand Village seems to still be around at this time, but it would be better not to have this father.

As for little Sasuke, no one in charge of him is here anymore, so there is nothing he dare not drink.

But if you think about it carefully, he first tasted the taste of wine a little earlier than them. When he was four years old, he was given a drink by a disrespectful elder at a certain clan New Year party.

I grabbed a cup of wine and poured it into my throat. The first reaction was that it was spicy, the second reaction was that it tasted bad, and the third |||

Better than this?. Immediately afterwards, I fainted and slept until dawn the next day.

From that day on, many people would joke that he was "drunk by just one glass of wine."

What kind of malice?, after all, he was just a child at the time?, it was just an anecdote.

However, he has always refused to admit defeat since he was a child?——

Say I? Can’t drink?

I? Just drink it and show it to you!

So, I started drinking secretly.

At first, he poured one cup, then two, then three... Gradually, no one dared to underestimate his drinking capacity.

His father knew about this, but did not stop him. He just said to the somewhat worried Quan Nai, "As a man and as a clan leader, you still have to drink." Then he asked Quan Nai to remember to prepare some for him every time.

Sobering up soup. In fact, there is nothing wrong with this. The Ninja clan always celebrates after a great victory. At that time, there were very few entertainment methods. To celebrate, everyone would drink together. At this time, if the head of the clan is a

Anyone would feel disappointed if they poured something out of the cup.

After drinking too much wine, I gradually tasted the wonderful flavor and no longer felt it was bad. Occasionally I would drink dadan with Hashirama, and occasionally I would have a few drinks with Izuna while admiring the moon.

But then...

After leaving Konoha, I gradually stopped drinking.

Until he heard the news of Hashirama's death, he stopped drinking alcohol at all - in the end, the last person who could drink was gone, so what was the point of drinking anymore?

after?

Then he started drinking again.

Because the kid who didn't know anything about these things poured him a cup and put it in front of him.

It’s all gone. Isn’t it okay if I don’t drink?

Of course, just because he can do it, it doesn’t mean that these little guys can do it. After all, times have changed.

Therefore, Uchiha Madara decisively rejected the little golden retriever's request: "There is no wine here."

"What's that?"

"milk."

"..." Little Naruto puffed up his face.

Uchiha Madara said slowly: "Children? Drink more milk to grow taller."

"Uncle, have you also been drinking milk since childhood?" Little Naruto asked curiously. He had no idea how tall he could grow in the future. He looked at Madara, who was 1.79 meters tall, and felt that he was quite tall, and... the other person's

My hair is good? It’s thick. Does drinking milk have this effect?

"No, I've been drinking since I was a kid." Uchiha Madara teased these brats slightly evilly.

Little Naruto: "..."

Little Sasuke: "..."

Me? Gaara: "..."

Belt? Meow: "..." Uncle Madara is really too evil sometimes...

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but patted the back of his neck with its paw.

Soft flesh pads for heavy men

What does cat control mean?

It means meat ball heaven.

Therefore, Uchiha Madara, who had always acted wantonly, no longer ignored the three brats, and instead walked to the seat near the gate and sat down directly. It must be said that this gesture was different from Uchiha Obito just sitting down.

On the contrary, they are quite similar, or rather, Obito resembles him - although neither of them definitely want to admit the master-disciple relationship between them, in many aspects, they are indeed of the same origin.

Uchiha Madara would definitely not think about this. He just stretched out his hand and pulled a small milk cat from his neck, and then placed it on his lap with his belly facing up.

Belt? Meow: "Meow meow meow?" The four claws kicked wildly.

--what you up to?

Uchiha Madara chuckled.

--you guess?

The black cats following me meowed: Old man? Give it to me? Be honest.

Uchiha Madara was too lazy to pay attention to these guys. None of them were very honest just now. However, he really didn't want to do anything bad. He just wanted to...

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the two paws of the little cat. It was obviously a little black cat, but it had overly cute pink pads. With a slight squeeze, the paws popped out on their own; another squeeze.

, took it back again.

Uchiha Madara: "..." Yeah, cute.

So he became very obsessed with pinching the flesh pads and watching the claws pop out and retract in a very OOC way.

Belt? Meow: "..." This Uncle Madara... is really enough...

It glanced at the black cats squatting nearby with the corner of its eye. Their expressions were a little surprised, as if they were shocked that this "ancestor" could be so boring. However, if the belt was allowed to come, the cat would come.

Said, he is really that boring. According to the memories she got...

With a cat-loving physique and severe cat obsession, he unknowingly raised more than a dozen cats after he settled down both physically and mentally.

On weekdays, in addition to feeding cats in the early morning, in his free time, he also likes to sit on the promenade with a cup of tea and bask in the sun, and then transform into "human catnip" to attract cats.

When a group of cats suddenly gathered around him, he put down the tea cup, grabbed each one and placed it on his lap with their belly facing up. He began to observe their flesh pads and pinched them.

There are many colors, pink, bean paste, dark brown, gray, black, chocolate, mixed colors... He observed with great interest, and when he finished, he drew a cat picture in the study room... No, cat pictures, one page

Kind of like a cat.

I can only say that it is quite leisurely and relaxing.

However, if a man who is as hot as a raging flame and as wanton as a thunder can be allowed to relax, even if it is only a small aspect of his life, then such a life will undoubtedly be happy, right?

Black cats: "..." As expected of an old guy, he really knows how to play... I? Why didn't I think of playing like this just now...

Shisui Meow: It's okay, me? There is still a chance.
To be continued...