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299, Madara: Running away from the village but picking up a little black cat 113(1/2)

after a while.

"So today's finished product..." Senshou Tobirama stared at the four jars in front of him, "That's it. Well, we still need to conduct some comparative experiments and tests..." Speaking of this,

He glanced at the time and said, "Is this o'clock before I know it? I'm sorry for delaying your dinner today."

"No, it's okay." The little girl shook her head seriously, "It's my own decision to stay here. And," she scratched her cheek with some embarrassment, "I ate so many red bean cakes before...

...Obviously Tobirama-kun asked me to help buy it, but you basically didn’t eat it, right?" Unconsciously... Oh, this is so embarrassing.

"That's true." Qianju Tobijian nodded solemnly, "Because I was so absorbed in chatting, looking back now, it seems that I didn't even eat a piece."

"..." Ugh...

The little black cat drooped its ears and flicked its tail feebly.

Senshou Tobirama looked at the pitiful appearance of the girl in front of him, and couldn't help but laugh a little, but he said the words "trap"——

"Hey, it's really a pity."

"...I, I, I, I will supply it to you next time, Tobirama-kun!" the little girl said with a guilty look on her face, "I will definitely do it next time!" I said I will definitely do it next time, and I will definitely do it next time!

"Okay." Qianju Tobirama nodded and agreed readily - mainly because it was so easy to deceive, so much so that he couldn't bear to continue to deceive him. He added, "

The next work is boring and boring, I can do it alone. You should go and have some dinner first. No, this time may be called a late-night snack." Although there is someone accompanying me, the feeling of working seems to be not so good.

Yes, but he is afraid he will have to stay up all night tonight. The little girl should not stay up late. She should have a normal schedule.

When he said this, he paused and added -

"I have ordered the kitchen at home to have fresh meals available anytime and anywhere. If there is nothing you like, you can ask them to cook it fresh. Don't be polite."

"Yeah." The little girl nodded and asked, "Do you need to ask them to send you some? Tobirama-kun."

"Well, if it's not too much trouble."

"It's no trouble, I'll tell them when I get there!"

"Then I'll leave it to you." Qianju Tobirama chuckled and nodded slightly, then his eyes fell on tonight's "results" and he frowned. In fact, he was not particularly satisfied with them.

He feels that he should be able to make a better one, but he just doesn’t have any ideas or clues yet. Just stay up late. As long as you stay up late, inspiration will naturally come to you.

"Tobirama-kun..." the little girl whispered, "Well...I think it's amazing that you can achieve this far in such a short period of time."

Senju Tobirama turned his head to look at the petite girl. He felt that she was really good at catching other people's emotional fluctuations like his elder brother - he felt that he was already a quite introverted type, so...either she was sharp enough.

, or she paid enough attention to him. Well, which one?

"And, thinking on the bright side," she tried to persuade him, "by achieving this step, our most basic goal has actually been achieved."

"Oh?" Although he knew clearly that she was trying to comfort him, Senju Tobirama still gave him a compliment.

"Because our original goal was just to catch up with the festival." The little girl put her hands behind her back and said seriously, "Although these cans of paint have various problems, we still have to cope with the festival.

No problem. At that time, we will just put the exhibition on display and not sell it. Then we can take advantage of the situation to observe the public’s opinions, views and desire to buy it. This time gap should be enough.

Tobirama-kun has produced a finished product that you are satisfied with, right?" She raised her little fist and said confidently, "Tobirama-kun must be the one who can achieve this in such a short period of time.

No problem."

Come on oohoo——!!!

Senju Tobirama had to admit that this girl was indeed very good at comforting others. So he nodded with a smile: "I understand."

"Hmm." The little girl left with peace of mind, but...

After a while.

There was a knock on the laboratory door again.

"?" Senju Tobirama sensed the other party's unresolved chakra, and said with some surprise, "Come in. What? Did something fall here?" Then why didn't he notice it?

arrive?

The girl opened the door, ran towards him with a smile, then raised her head and said to him: "Tobirama-kun, can you extend your hand?"

Qianju Tobijian: "..." He was silent for a moment and tentatively stretched out his right hand, "This?"

"Yeah." The little girl nodded vigorously, and then carefully placed the thing tightly grasped in her right hand on the palm of the man in front of her.

This? It's a...

A small stone with angular edges

son.

"!"

"?"

Qianju Tobijian subconsciously looked for the girl's eyes, saw her smiling, and said to himself——

"Tobirama-kun, don't push yourself too hard and don't work too hard. If you feel tired, please be sure to rest for 'a stone's time'."

"..." Qianju Tobirama was silent for a while, until the girl in front of him showed a slightly uneasy expression, he showed a true and gentle smile, and replied softly, "Okay, I remember it.

."

Then, with such a smile, he watched her back until her back completely disappeared, then slowly closed his palms and pinched the pebble in his palm.

After a long time.

The man who finally decided to "just stay up half the night" returned to his bedroom, took down a wooden box from the upper shelf of the bookcase, and when he opened it, he found a scroll inside.

It's not a precious ninjutsu scroll, it's just a blank seal scroll.

He was silent and took out the second sealed scroll that was originally sealed. The red bean cake was now blank again and placed it next to it.

Finally, he also put the small stone he was rubbing with his hand into the wooden box - it was slightly warm to the touch and the edges were intact.

Qian Shu Feijian quietly stared at the things in the box. After a moment, he closed the wooden box and placed it on the top of the bookcase again, along with some extremely precious historical materials, scrolls and other items.

and research materials together.

He suddenly thought: Am I thinking too highly of that child?

In fact, as long as he gives orders for things like making paint, there must be many people willing to work overtime day and night to share his worries.

But then I thought about it, why waste manpower and material resources on something that I can easily do?

and……

He looked back at the wooden box, and finally thought with peace of mind: That is a good boy, a talented person who has just come to Konoha and is already very good at planning for the village... I am a junior, so I

It is normal to pay attention and care, and there is nothing wrong with it.

So……

Let the time go back a little earlier.

After eating something quickly in the kitchen, Uchiha began to walk towards the yard where she and Uchiha Madara lived, poking around while walking -

I want to see if someone's situation is okay now.

Then I saw my brother Madara wearing a loose black kimono sitting cross-legged on the corridor, watching the moon

As he raised his wine cup and drank a sip, he said in a cool voice: "Finally you are willing to come back?"

The little girl was immediately relieved: it was Brother Ban who couldn't speak very well! This meant that he was already "normal".

So she ran over and sat down with a smile, and said flatteringly: "Brother Madara, did you eat tonight? Did you eat with Brother Hashirama?"

"Otherwise?" Uchiha Madara paused for a moment, glanced at her, and then continued to take a sip of wine before continuing, "When you come back and eat together, I'm afraid you'll be hungry, right?"

"Hiss..." she then complained, "Brother Ban, you look so much like a resentful woman waiting for your husband to come back!"

"Oh, I am the 'Grudge Woman'." Uchiha Madara raised his left hand and hooked someone's shoulder to prevent her from running away again, then pinched her cheek with one hand and asked meaningfully while squeezing it.

, "Come, tell me, why don't you, a 'husband', go home? Where? Are you fooling around?" This is her, well, except for her and Hashirama, if anyone else dares to do this?

When I talk to him, the grass on the grave is more than ten meters high.

"..." Hey, hey!

The little black cat was suddenly struck with fury all over his body.

...Although she started this topic.

She rubbed her arms, and before she knew it, a 100,000-word novel appeared in her mind. The general plot was about a mistress who is kind-hearted but has a bad temper and can't talk. She is very considerate, kind, and especially Asasi's husband.

And the white-haired wife at home... Ah, ah? Why is the white-haired wife? Emmmm... Does Brother Ban have the temperament of a mistress?

Uchiha Ouzi fell into thought.

"Kid, what are you thinking about?" A certain black-haired man who couldn't wait for an answer slightly increased the intensity of kneading someone's cheeks and said with a little dissatisfaction.

"...Ah, I'm sorry." The little girl came back to her senses immediately, and then explained in detail, "This is what happened..."

Although getting along with Tobirama-kun will definitely make you unhappy with Madara, but you can't lie just because of this. Moreover, she is doing a serious job, so just tell the truth.

Uchiha Madara does dislike Senju Tobirama, but he also said early on that Koneko can contact everyone according to his wishes - as long as she will not be hurt because of it, it will hurt her.

Everyone should disappear from her sight. And, I don’t know when, he began to feel more and more that there might be something wrong with Quan Na’s death. And Qian Qian’s death in the first place...

Shu Feijian seemed to want to argue, but gave up in the end, probably because he felt that he wouldn't believe it.
To be continued...
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