Chapter 77 Uchiha Tajima’s red bean yokan has disappeared!

After completing the task, Madara originally planned to go to Minshi to buy some food to take home, but halfway through his journey, he was stopped by a cousin he had never dealt with before and was handed a scroll. Madara originally thought that he was asked to pass it on to Ling, but was told by the uncle that it was for Ling and himself.

This also made Madara a little confused. After all, normally speaking, there are only two types of people who receive task scrolls directly from the family. One is the ninja who has not completed enough monthly tasks, and the other is the ninja who completed the tasks very well and was assigned important tasks.

Because Ling is in the recovery period of his injury, the family has specially approved him to take on tasks at will, without having to rush to complete the task volume every month. And Ban himself is always doing one task after another, so the first point is definitely ruled out.

[So it's an important mission?] Ban looked down at the scroll in his hand, feeling inexplicably excited, [Am I one step closer to my brother...]

However, before this excitement could even surface, it was suppressed by Madara in his heart, "I am still far from being as good as my brother. I need to work harder. I can't be complacent with such a small improvement..."

With a long sigh, Madara put away the scroll and walked towards the city, thinking about what to make for dinner, but his brisk steps still exposed the boy's little thoughts that represented joy.

But the lightness disappeared when he returned home with the food he had bought and smelled the rich, slightly bitter tea aroma that filled the house.

Following the scent of tea into the house, Ban saw Ling Zheng sitting in the inner room with a set of tea sets placed in front of him. The rich and bitter tea aroma was emanating from here.

"Is Madara back?"

"Yes, I'm back..." Ban looked inside through the crack in the door, "Um... I got the mission scroll from my uncle, he said it was for my brother and me, does my brother know what's going on?"

Ling chuckled when he heard this, "Then I guess the thing I mentioned to the Great Elder before... put your things here and I'll talk to you about it."

"Yes, I'll be back soon."

Madara responded and then closed the door, but the moment the door closed, Madara frowned. He had only recently found out that his brother was a heavy drinker and liked drinking very much, so he didn't know his brother's subtle habits in drinking, but he had long known his brother's habits when drinking tea.

When something joyful happens, he will brew a scented tea with a light and sweet fragrance. When what he is thinking about reaches an impasse, he will brew a clear and slightly sour fruit tea. However, as far as Ban remembers, Ling has only brewed this kind of tea twice, which has lost its original flavor because it is too strong and even the tea aroma has a bitter taste.

One was when Ling went to the battlefield for the first time, and the other was when his mother passed away.

Either way, it's definitely not a good mood.

[Did you encounter anything with those two guys?] Putting the purchased ingredients in the kitchen, a trace of worry appeared between Ban's brows, [If I were stronger, maybe I could help...]

"elder brother……"

Madara turned his head and saw Izuna clinging to the door frame. His expressionless face was now more smiling, and he waved to his brother, "What's wrong? Izuna, is there anything you need your brother's help with?"

"Didn't brother go on a mission with my brother?" Izuna walked to Madara's side, "Did you encounter something during the mission? It seemed a bit scary when my brother came back..."

"I'm sorry, Izuna, I don't know either, but it shouldn't be a mission issue..." Madara sighed, "I'll try to ask, can Izuna help me clean the ingredients? I'll come and cook after I talk to my brother."

Izuna nodded obediently.

Madara smiled and rubbed the top of Izuna's head, intending to go find Ling, but turned back when he reached the door, "By the way, do you have any snacks at home? Brother said that it would be better to eat some sweets when you feel uncomfortable..."

"Oh, I know. Father bought some red bean yokan yesterday." Izumi pointed to the top cabinet. "It's all there."

"Let me see... ah, there's only one." Ban was a little confused, "Father, do you want to eat it too?"

"Give it to my brother first. Father won't mind." Izuna looked up at Madara who was standing on the ceiling. "Besides, father ate a lot yesterday. It's okay if he doesn't eat today."

Madara thought about it and felt that it was right, so he reached out and took out the red bean yokan that was properly packaged in the cabinet, "Then give it to my brother first."

……

After sensing that Ban had left, the smile on Ling's face faded. After sitting for a moment, he raised his hand to pour himself another cup of tea that was so strong that it had lost its original flavor.

After discussing the plan with Uchiha Akihiko, Ling did not stay in the ancestral hall any longer and went straight back home.

It was not a happy thing that his worries became reality. Rather, he was now anxious because of the dark hand hiding in the dark.

How many people are there on the other side?

How to crack the opponent's ability?

Why did the other party target the Uchiha clan?

other side……

Every unsolvable problem would leave a shadow in his heart, but what was more crucial was his powerlessness in the face of it.

[The enemy is right before my eyes, but I am powerless...] Ling stroked the texture on the teacup, and pursed his lips slightly, [What use can I be now...? ]

knock knock.

"Brother, can I come in now?"

Hearing Madara's voice, Ling came back to his senses, raised his head to the direction where the voice came from, and smiled gently, "Of course, come in."

Madara then opened the door, put the cut yokan on the table, and sat opposite Ling, "...Brother, are you in a bad mood?"

Ling held the teacup in his hand with a gentle smile on his face, not trying to hide his emotions, "Well, yes, I feel a little bad."

Madara carefully observed Ling's expression and asked tentatively, "…is there anything I can do to help?"

"The current Madara is not good enough," Ling's smile spread a little, "I am not good enough either now."

Madara was stunned, "Is there anything that Brother can't do?"

"Ban, brother should have told you many times that there is no one in this world who is omnipotent, and the strength of all creatures is only relative..." Ling Qing took a sip of tea, "If you are good at something, you must have disadvantages, you are good at it, and so am I.

The investigation I asked Akihiko and Hiroshi to do produced results, but at the end of the day, I found myself unable to participate due to my lack of ability...

Well, stop bothering me with these unnecessary words and read me the scroll that my uncle gave you."

After hearing this, Ban didn't know what to say. He just looked at Ling with concern, then took out the scroll and began to read.