Chapter 395 The Backbone of Uchiha

Looking at her brother's shocked expression, Quan Nai couldn't help but sigh, "Even if you don't look at anything else, just look at now. Brother Madara, don't you have all your emotions written on your face? Brother Madara is always like this, As long as you get a little closer to someone, you won't hide your emotions anymore...

In this case, Brother Madara, you will definitely be deceived if you go to make friends with your elder brother--so, I will do this as well. Brother Madara, you are absolutely not allowed to contact Senju yourself. Brother Madara, are you listening? "

[Is managing your expression the most important thing...] Madara nodded thoughtfully, then rubbed the top of Quan Na's hair with a look of relief, and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "We Quan Na have grown up. ——But no matter what you do, promise my brother that your own safety will come first, okay?"

"Really, Brother Madara, you didn't listen at all..." Quan Nai sighed with a helpless expression, but in the end she chose to stick with her brother, "But it doesn't matter, no matter what brother and Brother Madara want to do, , I will try my best to help.”

Looking at Quan Na's serious expression, Madara couldn't help but use some force on his hands, and successfully kneaded Quan Na into a small fried hair, and then his younger brother forcefully pushed him to the chair and began to braid her hair.

Madara originally wanted to grow his hair into a low ponytail like Ling's, but his hair was too stubborn, which made it very difficult for him to take care of it. So, after he was used to long hair, Banbian only pays attention to cleanliness, no longer insists on hairstyle, and allows his hair to develop freely.

However, Izuna obviously took it as fun while growing her own pigtails. When she had nothing to do, she always liked to tinker with Madara's hair, trying to unify the hairstyles of the three brothers.

While Izuna was combing Madara's hair, Madara looked at the sky outside the window and couldn't help but wonder, "I remember that my brother has returned from training. Is he going out to do something again?"

"I remember going to see Brother Akihiko..." Izuna stopped and began to recall, "Then Yata came back and said that my brother had gone to the council hall. I don't know exactly what he did - ah!"

"What's wrong? Quan Na?"

"Brother Madara, should you hurry over!" Quan Nai looked a little annoyed, "I should have thought of it earlier - after all, every time my brother goes to the meeting hall, the clan will issue an announcement that you are now the heir, even if our family People in the clan don’t mind this, but that’s not necessarily the case in the clan, you should be careful to stay present!”

"It's okay, those losers...those guys don't dare to say anything," Madara crossed his arms and raised his head slightly to look at his brother, "Compared to that, what do you want to eat at night?"

"Really, don't always care about these details. Details are very important..." Izuna puffed up her face and tied a bow for Madara with a hair rope, then she lowered her body and put her chin on Madara's shoulder, "I I want to eat water chestnut cake."

"Don't use sweets as a staple food."

"What, Brother Ban always only eats tofu skin sushi without eating -"

Madara shifted his gaze from an angle that Izuna couldn't see, "At least there are staple foods there...I can make rice cakes for you, but you can only eat them after meals."

"How cunning -" Quan Nai snorted and stood up straight, "Then I want to eat sweet glutinous rice soup!"

"Sweet glutinous rice soup..." Madara touched his chin and looked at the sky again, "How about making sweet wine glutinous rice balls? Then there is no need to prepare alcohol for my brother - he should also avoid alcohol."

Izuna immediately nodded in agreement, and then began to seriously discuss with Madara whether to add fillings to the glutinous rice balls in the sweet wine soup, and finally followed Madara into the kitchen to help others.

But neither of them expected that when Ling returned home as it got late, he would be accompanied by his father, who was frowning, and a girl who looked embarrassed and thin.

The girl had long black hair that reached her waist. She was wearing a dress that was so dirty that her true colors were almost invisible. Her expression was timid and guarded. She had blood-stained bandages tied from her feet to her calves, and she also wore a bandage with half a chain on her ankles. The shackles - she seemed so out of place in this family.

Quan Na frowned unconsciously when he looked at the girl in front of him. He became even more wary when his eyes swept over the runes hidden under her sleeves. However, before he could ask anything, he heard Madara's usual voice - "It looks like Need an extra set of dishes tonight?"

"Well, please," Ling reached out and rubbed the top of Madara's hair, "I'll take Xiaoguang to wash up and tidy up first."

Madara didn't give the girl called Hikaru even a single look. After nodding in agreement, he pulled Izuna away. Ling, after nodding to Uchiha Tajima, waved to the girl behind him, first to Walk home.

Looking at Ling's back, the girl pursed her lips unconsciously, and when she wanted to move up to follow, she froze because of a cold snort from Uchiha Tajima, but before the fear in her heart could spread, Ling's voice sounded. Sounded in front of me——

"Father, you and the elders have promised to hand over this child to me - so please don't threaten my precious disciple at will."

Looking at the eldest son who had completely blocked the girl behind him, Uchiha Tajima sighed, "Ling, I never deny your contribution to the clan, but... forget it, remember, you only have one year."

"Yes, I know that if it is not achieved by then, I will give something more valuable in exchange for time - I will not let the interests of the clan suffer because of my personal emotions."

Uchiha Tajima frowned and wanted to say something, but in the end, looking at his eldest son's unyielding look, he just said, "Come over quickly, have a meal, and have lunch before leaving."

Listening to the footsteps of his father walking away, Ling tilted his head slightly and stretched out his hand to the girl, "Let's go? I think you must be very hungry. How about you eat after taking care of yourself for a while? My brother is very good at craftsmanship." Not bad.”

The girl hesitated for a long time, stretched out her hand to hold Ling's hand, lowered her head and followed his pace, her voice was hoarse and dry, "Why?"

"I thought so, so I did it. Why do Uchiha need so many reasons to do things?" Ling's voice was filled with a relaxed smile, "But in exchange for this year's time, I gave up all the money I accumulated. If you give it to the family, don’t let me lose money as a master.”

"I...don't have that much value."

"Light."

Hearing Ling's serious voice, the girl, no, Uchiha Hikari raised her head, and her voice was cautious and full of doubts, "...is it?"

"I don't care what your previous personality was, and I don't mind giving you shelter for a period of time, but if you want [freedom] and don't want me to abandon you, then first of all, forget your [inferiority]."

Uchiha Hikari looked confused, "Forget... my inferiority complex?"

"I am waiting for Uchiha. I have won and lost, but I have never knelt..." Ling stopped, stretched out his hand to tuck the hair on the side of Uchiha's bare face behind his ears, and said softly, "Remember, there is no one. Being able to break an Uchiha's back, even if it's a god himself - this is the first lesson I will teach you as your master."