In the end, under the "protest" of a certain Mr. Madara who did not want to be named, the little girl had to put him down and instead supported him to walk forward cautiously, just like supporting a person.

An old man about a hundred years old.

Uchiha Madara, who was just joking in a bad way at first, was a little dumbfounded: "I'm fine." He has been quite strong since he was a child, and he has rarely been supported by others like this. At this moment, he always has a subtle feeling of entering old age early.

.

"Drunk people say that." But she didn't believe it at all.

"..." Okay, just support the kitten if you want.

Uchiha Madara then found the little girl's soft and warm little hand in this supported position, and held it tightly in his palm.

The two of them walked back slowly, as if they were eating after a meal.

After returning to the hotel room.

The little girl made the bed immediately, then patted the quilt: "Come on, Brother Ban, lie down and rest."

Uchiha Madara raised his sleeves that smelled of alcohol and took a look, then plucked his hair that had been accidentally stained by alcohol just now, and chose to refuse: "I'll go wash my hair and take a shower first." Although he said he was drunk.

Is it not uncommon for him to randomly find a place to take care of himself and sleep with his cat? He has done it before, but when conditions permit, he still loves to be clean.

"...Are you really okay?" Uchiha said with some worry, "A drunk person won't faint in the middle of washing his hair, right?"

"What?" Uchiha Madara glanced at her, "Do you want to help me wash it?"

He just said it casually, but it didn't come to fruition. After thinking for a while, she actually nodded and agreed very readily.

"Okay."

"???"

He thought she was joking.

She is very serious.

"Brother Ban, please go in first and call me after you have finished taking a bath and soaked in the bath."

"..."

Oh, he didn't wash the kitten's hair, but the kitten had to wash his hair in turn. This is not the same as the "feedback" that Izuna mentioned.

But I have to say that Uchiha Madara felt that he was a little excited. And for a man like him, this little excitement was enough. He had never been a man who would be overly coquettish, so he took it quite readily.

The good guy opened the bathroom door and walked in.

after a while.

The little girl who received the "entry permission" opened the door and walked into the bathroom full of steam.

The bathrooms in the Thunder Country guest rooms are no different from those in other countries.

No, perhaps because the locals are quite big, the space is a bit larger.

The man who was already leaning on the bathtub enjoying the hot water looked up and saw the little girl walking in wearing a soft white kimono. She lifted up the hem and stuffed it into her belt, revealing two long and straight legs.

She has white and well-proportioned calves and a little bit of white thighs. The color of her knees is also very cute, light pink.

Perhaps because she was worried about getting her hair wet, she tied her hair into a bun, revealing her slender neck that was usually covered by long hair. When she lowered her head, she looked like a swan folding her neck, revealing a sense of elegance and vulnerability. This way

A beautiful neck must be very beautiful the moment it is broken - of course, he is absolutely reluctant to do so, and the most he can do is take a few bites.

"Hey!" She didn't realize that she was being looked at at all, or even if she did, she wouldn't feel it? What kind of little girl leaned down and picked up a wooden bucket filled with warm water with a wooden spoon floating on it.

Carrying some shampoo tools, he walked to the sink, walked all the way around behind the man, and then found a small wooden bench to sit on.

"Brother Madara." She touched Uchiha Madara's forehead from behind and asked softly, "Are you dizzy?"

"It's okay." He wasn't drunk at all, so why did he feel dizzy.

"That's good." As she said this, she gently stroked his long, thick, ridiculously thick hair, and then gently combed it with a comb slightly moistened with water -

- He gave her a comb that he carved with his own hands, but she wouldn't want to part with it. It was wetted with water.

Although some people say that combing their hair before washing will cause more hair loss, this is not a problem at all for people with their hair volume.

When Uchiha Madara washes his hair, he doesn't comb it with a comb first. In other words, although he washes his hair fairly diligently, the process is extremely perfunctory. He just finds a soap bar, rubs it into a lather and then rinses it off. Anyway, that's it.

The quality of his hair is like this. It doesn't make much difference whether he combs it, washes it or not, and how he washes it. His good friend Hashirama is similar to him in this aspect. Although he has smooth hair, he basically doesn't do much in daily life.

I don't care much about maintaining it, and it has always maintained its appearance.

But I have to? Needless to say, women may still be more talented in this area.

It's really comfortable to comb your hair before washing it.

Uchiha Madara narrowed his eyes slightly with some enjoyment, then patted the water from the pool and poured it on his left shoulder.

"Yoshi, comb it out

." The little girl carefully put aside the hair that fell during the process, then adjusted the head of the man in front of her back, and reminded softly, "Brother Ban, I'm going to water the water, please lower your head a little.

, don’t let the water get into your eyes.”

"Um."

Uchiha Madara leaned closer and closer to the pool, and then felt the hot water at just the right temperature flowing down his hair under the influence of the wooden spoon. While she was doing this, she slightly moved his hair.

, allowing the hot water to thoroughly wet his thick hair from the outside to the inside.

He made an unconscious sound of "um".

"What's wrong?" she stopped and asked, "Is the water temperature not right?"

"No, continue." It's just a little bit more comfortable, um...a little bit.

"Hmm~" The little black cat nodded repeatedly and thought to himself, Brother Spot's hair really looks like the fur of a big black cat. It seems to be waterproof! It needs to be poured with water many times to get it wet!

After thoroughly wetting the hair of her big black cat, the little girl picked up the shampoo soap she had bought at a specialty store in the Kingdom of the Moon. She first made foam with her hands, then put the foam on the big cat's hair, starting from the scalp.

Go to the hair and gently massage and rub it.

The tip of the big black cat's nose moved slightly: "Chun?"

He is not talking about the eldest daughter of the previous family here, but about the taste.

Chun refers to camellia.

"Yes." She responded softly, "When I bought it, the boss said it was mixed with red camellia pollen and white camellia oil."

"It's a bit too fragrant for me."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, the scent will be gone early tomorrow morning at the latest. And," she complained, "Brother Ban, you didn't mind the strong smell when you rubbed my hair while sleeping."

"It's different." Uchiha Madara replied confidently - a beautiful fragrance is like a beautiful flower. There is no problem at all when it is decorated on a little girl, but when it is decorated on a grown man like him,

No matter how you think about it, it's strange.

The little girl curled her lips, and then continued to massage someone's scalp. While doing so, she asked, "Do you feel comfortable?"

Uchiha Madara didn't speak, but from his contented expression and the occasional syllables spilling from his throat, she could feel it -

He's quite comfortable.

It looks like a big cat lying on the ground letting loose~

Thinking like this, she couldn't help but feel more energetic.

One part of hard work, two parts of happiness, this work is worth it!

Not long after.

The little girl once again used hot water to rinse away the foam on Brother Ban's head, and then she pulled out two clean white hairs.

colored towels, one of which carefully absorbed the moisture from his hair, and the other...wrapped his hair directly. Then...

"Pfft!" She punched the edge of the bathtub with her fist and laughed.

"?"

"Bara, Brother Ban, you seem to be digging for oil in the Kingdom of Wind."

"..."

He knew what he looked like now without looking in the mirror, because occasionally she would look like this when she came out of the bathroom, with a large white towel wrapped on her head. If she drew a cross on it, it would be a good kunai practice.

Special target.

However, he really doesn't care much about his appearance.

Just wrap it up, as long as it's comfortable.

He yawned comfortably and asked, "Do you wash your hair today?"

"I'll forget it." She replied while packing her things, "I just washed it yesterday. Ah, by the way, Brother Ban, do you want to help rub your back?"

"...You can still do this?"

"Hmm," she tilted her head and thought for a moment, "I always feel like I know it. Do you want to try it?"

Uchiha Madara thought for a while, then grabbed a towel that was lying aside, and generously wrapped it around the waist. Then, he stood up from the water and sat on the edge of the bath in a grand manner, and said:

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To be continued...