38. Chapter XXXII
"What's wrong?" Faced with the question of the black-haired youth, Kazuma sneered: "He moved to Uchiha!" β
The 'he' in Bai Mao's mouth naturally refers to the pillars.
βοΌοΌοΌβ This news is a bit exciting, Nohara Jiang looked at the two of them in surprise, how fast did they progress?
However, the two of them looked as usual, and Nohara immediately understood that he was thinking crooked-it was normal for Tsuruma to look like 'no big deal', and Madara was like this, it was definitely not what he thought.
Then again, if Ah Jiang's idea came true, he wouldn't sit here calmly (and didn't), it is estimated that he would ...... directly Well, it didn't work, he couldn't beat the shift. #SAD#
The black-haired young man looked at Madara with questioning eyes, and the latter explained, "Pillar lives with me, and he said that it is more convenient to discuss the alliance this way. β
There was an obvious disdainful laugh from the door on the side, and Madara didn't move, thinking that he knew how unreliable this reason was.
It's convenient to live in Uchiha, but it's inconvenient to live in Senju? That's!
Taking advantage of the attention of his eldest brother in the door, the black-haired young man looked at Madara and asked silently: How did you agree to him living with you?
Madara seemed to think of something that made him entangled, and there was a strange look on his good-looking face, and after a pause, he replied with two words: Izumi.
Also, Izumi's injuries are not healed yet...... Wait a minute! Isn't there a medical ninja in the Uchiha family? Madara didn't think about it so much because his younger brother was just on the line of life and death, and subconsciously thought that it would be better to stay in the column, but why did the column come up with this construction?!
Although sometimes he is a little unreliable, and the black-haired young man also complains about him, but he is the head of the clan, and this understanding must be there! What is it like to live in the other clan? Don't you think there is enough talk between the two races?!
Nohara Jiang looked at the pillar of his eyes, and he had a faint bad premonition in his heart.
This hunch grew stronger when he and Madara said goodbye and left.
How do you feel, this atmosphere, this look, this gaze meets from time to time...... It's so familiar! It's getting more and more like it was back then, okay!
By the way, it can't be intentional between the columns, right? Using Izumi as an excuse, Madara, who had just experienced his brother's near-death death, would definitely not refuse-in his eyes, the medical ninjutsu in the pillar was much better than the family medical ninjutsu. Here in the door, you can also use it to save Izumi Nai worried that you will scold me & throw the official document to me haha......
Nohara Jiang was so frightened that he suddenly felt a little helpless: Hehe, shouldn't I be looking for a pillar to treat Izuna? In this way, the two of them have no chance...... Finish?
ORZ
After making an appointment to go to Uchiha tomorrow to discuss together, Madara and Tsuruma left. But there was an unexpected person who stayedβa certain white hair.
After being made a fuss, the remaining sleepiness of the black-haired young man has long been gone, and at this moment, facing the door, after Shi Shiran poured two cups of tea for the two of them, he still had his thoughts:
What else is going on with him?
Thinking about it, Nohara really didn't think of any important points - by the way, could it be because of the alliance between Senju and the Uchiha?
Unlikely, right? This matter is a foregone conclusion, not to mention that although Kazuma hates working with the Uchiha, he is not averse to "building a peaceful place for people to live" - and even vaguely expecting it.
Forget it, Nohara Jiang put down the teapot and asked directly if he didn't understand: "What's wrong?" β
Madama, who hadn't spoken since Madara and Tsuruma left together, was still silent, and Nohara didn't rush him, drinking tea while waiting patiently.
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For Senju, his mood was a little complicated at the moment.
Previously, the eldest brother had prevented Madara Uchiha from asking the black-haired young man to investigate the reason, which was a kind of thoughtfulness. Pillar understands, Kazuma understands, Madara doesn't understand at first, but then he definitely understands.
However, for Kazuma, it is clear and clear, but he is still worried.
Intellectually trusting the other person's abilities, but emotionally ...... I think everybody understands.
Then again, his feelings for someone have become more and more wrong since the time of the civil war between the ninja clans in the Land of Fire. He hadn't figured out what was going on before, and what was this feeling......
In other words, there is actually some faint speculation between the doors, but I dare not delve into it. He had a vague premonition that once he understood it, it would not be a good thing to be afraid - no matter who it was.
Until Nohara Jiang fell asleep, suddenly but violent emotions swept up, and the panic and intense fear and pain that tightly held the whole heart tightly made the always rational and calm Senju Er almost unable to think.
If this was not obvious, then later, when the black-haired young man woke up, the deep joy and happiness in his heart made him sure of one thing.
Secret pleasure mixed with the ever-spreading sourness in the chest, and perhaps something else. These emotions and exhaustion were intertwined, and his brain was in a state of confusion, but now the slightly cool weather forcibly cleared his mind.
He used almost all his endurance to prevent the other person from seeing the difference.
All the fog was peeled away at this moment, and the disturbing thoughts and emotions had never been so clear!
At this moment, he exposed all the cover-ups, all the evasions, and all the unwillingness to explore, and exposed them to his eyes!
I see...... I see!
A qiΔ entanglement, a qiΔ trouble, a qiΔ chaotic like a mess of thoughts, this qiΔ a qiΔ, to find the root of the question, but because of the "person" in front of him!
And he could only smile bitterly.
The premonition of a thousand hands was correct, and he understood his thoughts, but he had to pretend that he didn'tβit wouldn't be good for anyone to say it.
He could only restrain his emotions, suppress them with reason, and pretend to be as usual.
Simply at the moment, this kind of degenerated feeling is not deep. I think that after a few months or years, it should be able to be diluted or even forgotten.
But now, when it has not been diluted and put down, there is still something that is different from before.
For example, at this time, he chose to stay in the door when he was supposed to leave with his brother.
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In Nohara's eyes, the door that had been camouflaging the sculpture finally opened his mouth, and the first sentence was: "Are you okay?" β
The black-haired young man was a little speechless: You have been thinking deeply for so long, and your feelings are just for such an unnutritious sentence?
But speechless is speechless, and it is not easy to break the silence, and it is always necessary to continue the words.
So the black-haired young man teased with a bit of banter: "What do you mean?" What is my recent life? Or is it a task? Or is it because you have a feud with someone and are in trouble? β
The white-haired young man on the opposite side frowned, and was about to say something, but Ajiang interrupted directly: "If you ask the first one, then the answer is not bad; If it's the second one, I can always complete the task no matter how difficult it is; As for the third one, I didn't really care. β
"If you ask me how my physical condition is now," Nohara Jiang deliberately lengthened the tail note, and suddenly propped his elbows on the table, approached the door, and met his vermilion eyes directly, before slowly spitting out and answering: "It's not bad." β
After saying this, the black-haired young man noticed that the expression on the door seemed to be ...... Got a little tangled? He probably understood what he was really trying to say.
When he first woke up, his mind was very confused, and he didn't have the heart to answer something he didn't want to answer, but now...... Although I still can't say it frankly, it's okay to reveal a little bit within a certain range.
However, Nohara Jiang had the intention to tease a certain white hair, so he deliberately didn't break it, but asked: "What's wrong?" What exactly do you want to ask me? β
Sure enough, the expression between the doors became more and more tangled, but after all, he still had the decisiveness of the Thousand Hands Clan, and after just thinking for a while, he said calmly: "You should know why you suddenly fell asleep, right?" What exactly is ......? β
Halfway through speaking, he corrected himself: "It's okay if you don't say it, but you won't have any more accidents in the future, right?" β
Nohara Jiang thought about the possibility of 'having an accident' again, and had to reply regretfully (with a bit of bad taste): "I'm afraid it's not over yet!" β
Between a Thousand Hands: ".................."
Seeing that the white-haired young man's face suddenly became not very good, Nohara Jiang retracted his mood of watching the play and replied: "Actually, it's nothing, but there are some things to do, and generally speaking, there won't be any danger." β
"In general?" The door suddenly found out the loopholes in his words.
"In general." Nohara Jiang can't give a friend (?) The explanation of peace of mind can only seem to be full of vitality: "There are always some surprises!" The world is full of uncertainties! β
Qianshou expressed his explanation that was not an explanation at all, and added by the way: "Don't imitate my eldest brother." "The style of painting is not right at all, not good!
Nohara shrugged, not intending to say anything.
Knowing that such a question could not be pricked out of his mouth, he could only compromise, and complained meaninglessly by the way: "I really don't know what you are doing......
Knowing that he had given up asking, the black-haired young man didn't say much, but smiled and continued: "It's dealing with death!" β
It's 100% true, but I don't know if the other party believes it or not.
"Death?" He frowned slightly: "So dangerous? β
Really...... But I'm really not saying this metaphor! Nohara Jiang complained in his heart, and the smile on his face did not change: "Don't think so, maybe I'm just dealing with the real Grim Reaper." β
Determined that Ajiang was joking, he said, "This is more dangerous, right? β
Still...... It's really not, Nohara Jiang thought about all kinds of things in the corpse soul world, and thought about the various speculations of the ninjas about the god of death, and inexplicably felt a little funny.
"To be honest, you don't believe it......" Nohara Jiang pretended to be aggrieved, and then said, "I'm so generous, I won't care about you": "Forget it, you can't help anyway." β
Hearing the deep meaning contained in the black-haired youth's seemingly joking words, he stared at Ah Jiang's eyes and followed his tone half-jokingly: "How do you know that I can't help?" β
Nohara Jiang blinked, deliberately misinterpreting the meaning and changing the subject: "I'm in the world of the dead where the dead are!" You can't find me, how can you help me? β
Senju frowned slightly, both as a friend and as a ...... He didn't like to hear such an answer.
This implication is really unpleasant. He thought silently.
Then he spoke, as if he had promised.
"Even if it's in the so-called filthy land of the dead, maybe I can find you." The white-haired young man looked straight into Nohara's eyes. The sunlight shines obliquely through the window, lining the jade-like eyes like stars, which makes people break their hearts for no reason.
Nohara Jiang tugged at the corners of his mouth, and was about to laugh at his whimsy, when he suddenly remembered that there were countless ups and downs in his previous life, and he had pit the filthy earth reincarnation of many Konoha ninjas......
He suddenly wanted to laugh.
"It's really frightening......" The black-haired young man leaned on the table, his dark eyes revealing cynicism, and he seemed to smile: "Then you can try it." β
I waited.