"What happened to the short knife?"

Uchiha looked curiously at the way the man in front of her was handling the short knife in his hand. She could see that there was some longing and emotion on his face.

"This sword once belonged to me." Uchiha Madara replied, "It's true, look here." He slowly stroked the scabbard, and then untied the soft knot wrapped around the handle.

The sweat-absorbent fabric has a small Uchiha icon engraved on it.

"This can only prove that this is Uchiha's property, right? Especially, this is produced by Ninja Cat, so it is normal to have such a mark." The Uchiha belt did not doubt the words of the person in front of him. After all, he was not trying to occupy a certain weapon.

It's just nonsense. If he wants it, he will just grab it - don't ask her why she knows, she just knows it anyway. So, she said this just to make a point. Don't ask, it's instinct.

"You are young, and your eyesight is not very good." Madara Uchiha snorted coldly, "Forget it." He reached out and grabbed the hand of the girl in front of him, and pressed her fingers on the small

On the icon, he said in a deep voice, “Touch.”

Uchiha raised an eyebrow, and then rubbed it with her fingertips little by little, and found that there was indeed a line of small dark lines in the icon. She rubbed it and read out: "mada...ra...Madara?"

"Well, my name." Uchiha Madara looked down at the short sword in his hand and said with some nostalgia, "This is a gift from my father, after I set off to the battlefield for the first time and returned to my family alive."

"Why not before?" Uchiha asked curiously, "In this case, wouldn't the winning rate be higher?"

Uchiha Madara replied confidently: "If you die on the first battlefield, if this thing falls outside, the loss will be greater, right?"

"..." Hey, hey... aren't you father and son a bit realistic...

"Furthermore, if I can't even survive the initial battle, it means that I am completely unqualified to take on the responsibility of the 'eldest son' or even the 'next leader of the clan', so I am naturally not qualified to own such a good sword. My father kept it.

The most correct choice is to come down and give it to the next outstanding child." Madara Uchiha said some cruel words with a calm expression, but this was indeed how people of their time lived. In fact, even if

In his opinion, the world today is only a little better at best, and the basic essence of "the weak and the strong" has not changed at all.

The most powerful weapons, the strongest ninjutsu, the strongest wine, the best women...

Only the strong are worthy of possessing everything, and only the strong can keep it.

Uchiha Oichi silently watched the desire rising in the eyes of the person in front of him. The more he got along with him, the more he felt that this person was simply a "walking incarnation of desire". As long as he was alive, he would definitely continue to chase, chase, chase -

Until the last drop of blood is drained and the last life is spent.

But even so,

Even if you enter the Pure Land,

I always feel that he will try his best to carve a passage from the Pure Land to the human world, and forcefully crawl back to continue making trouble.

…Anyway, that’s how she felt.

But then again...

"I think your father never thought of giving this knife to anyone else."

"Um?"

"Because of this dark pattern," Uchiha Tai touched the name on the handle of the knife again, "It is so secret and clear, it should have been marked by the caster, right? If he had the intention of giving it to other people, he would not deliberately give it to someone else.

This is engraved on it.”

Uchiha Madara was speechless for a moment, and in the end, he only said: "Who knows what that old man was thinking." Unknowingly, he also changed from a child to an "old man". However, he was still better than the old man.

, has long passed his "age".

"So it seems," the Uchiha man couldn't help but laugh, "you father and son are quite similar." They are both typical Uchiha men~duplicity and so on.

"Shut up." Uchiha Madara said. He was not recalling the past for her amusement. However, the old man was indeed very arrogant in many cases. His temper was as bad as a rock, and he was so arrogant that he was really a bad father.

, especially... he died extremely early and left a lot of mess to his children. Hmph, he was such a bad father.

Uchiha shrugged his shoulders and did not expand on this issue. He only asked curiously: "Since it is your thing, why is it in the hands of the Ninja Cat Clan?" The Ninja Cat Clan likes him so much that no matter how much he thinks about it, he will not

Feel free to covet his belongings?

"..."

"Ah, I'm just asking casually." Uchiha looked at the other person's face, thinking that it would be better to end the topic, and then heard the person in front of him say -

"In the Ninja Cat Clan, I once had a good partner who sacrificed his life to save me. After that incident, I gave this sword to its littermate, so that he or his descendants could give it to an approved person in the future.

Humanity.”

"……so."

"I thought they gave this dagger to the Uchiha of Konoha," Uchiha Madara raised his hand and handed the dagger in his hand to the girl in front of him, "I didn't expect that they actually gave it to you. They shouldn't have

Do you know your true identity?"

"...Hmm." Uchiha stretched out his hands and took the knife. He couldn't help but defend the ninja cats and said, "But since you only said that you should give them to recognized humans, you didn't say that they must be

If you are a member of the Uchiha clan, then they are not considered to have breached your contract."

"I don't intend to get angry because of this kind of thing." Uchiha Madara raised an eyebrow, "The Ninja Cat Clan... has always been good."

He still clearly remembers those soft and warm touches.

When he was young, he and his brothers were invited to the secret land of Ninja cats. We visited around, helped them give them a bath, and... curiously and tenderly stroked the little cubs they brought to him specially.

Maybe there are many people in the world who feel sorry for him,

Maybe he feels sorry for many people in the world,

However, there has never been any quarrel or betrayal between him and the Ninja Cat Clan, and there will never be any from now on. After all, he has unilaterally cut off all contact with them. If creatures like them want to live a good life,

, you should still accept the support from the clan, following him will only lead to suffering.

"……Um."

"If you have a chance, find someone to polish this mark." Madara Uchiha added, "Change it to your name."

"Let's forget it." The Uchiha belt shook his head and wrapped the cloth around it again, "I'm worried that it will damage the handle of the knife. Besides... I don't know what my real name is." Moreover, although she was not sure.

Does the Ninja Clan know about this name, but they always feel that... even if they give this gift, they will always hope that it is his name engraved on it.

"Didn't I say it? Your name is 'Tong'."

"The words spoken by a person who is full of lies cannot be trusted at all, okay?"

"..."

Uchiha hung the knife back on his waist with the belt and said, "Speaking of the Ninja Clan, there is something I want to ask you for help with."

"Huh? What happened to them?" Madara Uchiha asked, "No matter how sick the Uchiha clan in Konoha is, they will not abandon them."

"That's not it." Uchiha took out another small cloth bag from his body, opened it in front of him, and poured out a few dried fish he made, "That's right, I made this, they all said

It tastes very similar to what you made, but it's still a little bit different. So I would like to ask you how to improve the taste."

Uchiha Madara: "..." Little girl, do you know who the person sitting in front of you is?

It's Madara Uchiha!

The famous and knowledgeable Madara Uchiha!

As a result, the first time you asked him for advice, it was actually how to make dried fish?

The Uchiha boy saw what the person in front of him meant and muttered: "What's so great about you? My husband is Senju Tobirama, and my eldest brother is Senju Hashirama."

Uchiha Madara: "..." Tsk.

Realistic brat!

He sneered and said: "When he knows your true identity, he may not be your husband."

Uchiha replied casually: "It's okay. When I get around to having one, he won't care about the child no matter what."

She actually didn't think so. It was just that since Mito-san started taking Kyuubi shopping with her, she seemed to be obsessed with...Naruto literature. Well, the so-called Naruto literature is based on the big brother and Tobirama, "The domineering Hokage fell in love with me."

"story.

Since Miss Mito accidentally discovered it in a bookstore, she has bought a lot...

She just flipped through a few pages when she had nothing to do. In her words, it was "the funniest joke book I've ever read since I was born."

...Well, she can understand, after all, in a sense, they are also parties involved.

By the way, Nine Lamas also like to watch it.

So when I went to see them recently, one person and one fox basically sat on their knees and the other lying on their backs, reading. She would also read a little bit out of curiosity and to join in.

Not long ago, she had just read a "pregnancy master" novel based on Tobirama, so she suddenly had a brain twitch and said this.

Uchiha Madara: "???" He said angrily, "Only people with no self-confidence and self-esteem would try to use a child to bind themselves to others. You are an Uchiha with the Mangekyō Sharingan, how can you

Do you have such an idea?! Senju Tobirama, what did you instill in me?!" Those Uchiha in Konoha who chose "a stable life as livestock" are just that. She shouldn't pursue that kind of life!

"Uh..." Uchiha, who didn't expect the other party to be angry, twitched his head again and murmured, "Otherwise... let him get pregnant?"

Uchiha Madara: "???" Forget it, he who seriously discussed this with her is the one who really has something wrong with his brain.

He didn't want to say this anymore, and he didn't intend to tell her to leave. He just picked up a small dried fish in her hand, looked back and forth, and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

As soon as he ate it, he suddenly showed a somewhat surprised expression.

Because the taste is indeed very similar to what he makes, it can almost be mistaken for the real thing. You know, he has also taught Izuna and some others, but no one can do this.

Finally, Quan Nai said with some helplessness——
To be continued...