Restart to love you

"Do you want to take a look at him in my own space?" Uchiha Madara said.

"No need. He was just a pawn that I used. Don't let Guaiguai know."

"Maybe she knows everything, because..." Uchiha Madara told Madara everything he knew from Sasuke.

"I've already beaten him up." Tobirama said, fearing that Madara would go crazy and kill Sasuke.

"Brother, don't be impulsive. She really likes Sasuke now." Uchiha Izuna hurriedly held down Madara who was about to get up.

"Don't you know how to stop Guaiguai from approaching him?" Madara was especially desperate when he heard that his precious daughter in the previous life had directly opened her Mangekyō Sharingan for that boy...

"I am back."

"Good boy..." Ban hugged Lingyue who had just entered the room.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Good girl, welcome back!" Ban was afraid that Lingyue would notice something, so he changed the subject.

"Well, I'm back." Lingyue looked at Madara in confusion, "Dad, you are trying hard to suppress your anger. Did something happen to make you angry?" Lingyue can always detect Madara's emotions at the first time, which may be related to her being a medical ninja. Lingyue released soothing chakra to stabilize and purify Madara's anger, "Dad, are you feeling better now?"

"Well, dear, why are you so nice?"

"I love dad and mom very much. I hope you will always be well." Lingyue kissed Ban on the face.

"We have to be good too."

"Well, I'll be fine. Mom, can I sleep with Dad tonight? Just one night~" Lingyue acted coquettishly towards Zhujian.

"It's okay that you still stick to your daddy at this age." By the way, I'll take a rest today. Since I started having sex with Ban half a month ago, we have been partying almost every night. I almost couldn't get out of bed this morning.

"O(n_n)O Haha~," Lingyue laughed loudly, and then whispered in Zhujian's ear: "Dad has been tossing you around and you can't get out of bed these days, right? Mom, your immortal body is not in good condition."

"You little girl, you are becoming more and more shameless. You even dare to make jokes about your mother?" Although Hashirama was a little angry, the blush on his face betrayed him. He was in a good mood.

"Hehe...Mom has been well taken care of by Dad recently. She looks good." Lingyue teased her mother again.

"You girl..." Hashirama looked at Lingyue helplessly. He couldn't bear to hit his own precious daughter.

"Hehe, I'm very happy to see Dad and Mom so energetic~"

"You..." Madara looked at the mother and daughter and talked to them. In fact, he was really happy now.

Ban entered Lingyue's room. The whole room was simple, clean and tidy. It didn't look like a girl's room at all. Instead, it was more like a mature man's room. Although he knew some secrets of his daughter, he knew that she was not only seventeen years old as she looked. Her soul age was probably much older than her body age. That's why she appeared mature and steady. She didn't have the willfulness and pampering of a seventeen-year-old girl. She cherished her family very much and was a very grateful person. She was very understanding, considerate, gentle and peace-loving person.

People who like blue are usually those who easily get caught up in their own emotions (I'll state again that this is just the author's fabrication) and are prone to depression, but Lingyue is indeed positive and optimistic. This may be due to the fact that she went to a very good country. That country gives people the feeling of being positive and courageous, so Ban shouted to thank the tradition of that country for making his daughter so good.

"Dad, you're here." Lingyue was wearing light blue pajamas, and her hair, which had been tied in a ponytail, was let down. She was the envy of all girls, her hair was fluffy, thick and smooth, and the thickness of her hair was just right, she was simply showing off her skills like Nuwa.

"My goodness, you are so beautiful." Madara sighed that his daughter was really good at growing up. She specially picked up the advantages of both himself and Hashirama, especially her hair. She had her own fluffy hair, but inherited Hashirama's smoothness. Unlike his own hard hair, she inherited Hashirama's softness. Her hair was black and shiny, completely inheriting the Uchiha bloodline. Her black eyes were sparkling. Anyone who questioned her Uchiha identity would have a huge misunderstanding.

"Of course, my parents have good genes, so of course I look good!" I am really lucky to have such a great father.

"Let's go to bed."

"Okay." Lingyue lay on Madara's left. "Dad, I'm actually curious. Did you really not have any women to marry at that time? Was there not a single Uchiha woman you liked?"

"That was because he was so focused on fighting Hashirama that he never thought about marrying any woman."

"Didn't the elders urge you? And little uncle, they won't let you go either, right?"

"You're really taking the trouble. You even showed me the women of marriageable age from various families when we were forming an alliance with the Thousand Hands. Your uncle was gone by then, so I had no interest in him."

"I think you definitely have some feelings for your mother, but you don't know what those feelings are."

"Actually, after staying with you for a while, I thought I would be disgusted by Hashirama taking my cells and his cells and asking Tobirama to create you. But it actually made me feel relieved. Fortunately, it was Hashirama. At least I know that I will have such a lovely and well-behaved daughter in the future. I have no intention of looking for a woman to carry on the family line."

"A lot of people said that you only had your mother in your eyes at the time, and everyone else was really just someone else."

"At that time, only Hashirama could hear what I said, but he was often busy and had no time for me, so I didn't want to cause him trouble. Later, I found out from you that I was bewitched by that dark man, so I deliberately let the rumors spread and made plans for me to leave the village. This way, I would have a good excuse to leave Konoha and leave Hashirama. You should know everything that happened after that."

"So, Dad, you planned all this? It was because..." Lingyue was shocked that Ban would...

"To see you, only then would Hashirama do that seemingly crazy thing. I believe that my future self will do something to change your fate and will not sit idly by and wait for death."

"So you even took your future self into account? Dad, thank goodness you're not my enemy. Being your enemy is truly a terrifying thing."

"In fact, some of these were announced by Black Zetsu, otherwise I wouldn't bother to carry out this huge and complicated plan."

"Is there going to be no war? Obito has been captured by his future father."

"Probably not, but that Black Zetsu might be a bit troublesome."

"Indeed, but I have diligently studied the Uzumaki clan's sealing techniques that my mother left behind. And my two swords are swords that can rip apart souls, and Itachi-nii's Yasakami and Totsuka, they are all sealed."

"I've discovered that you have a talent for being a ninja, but your life would be a mess without Sasuke."

"It seems so. Maybe we inherited this from our mother. I feel like Sasuke and I are very similar to you and your mother."

"But you are more considerate and sensitive than your mother."

"Maybe it's because I'm a woman. Dad, is this your first time sleeping in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex?"

"Yes, fortunately she is my daughter."

"If you sleep in the same bed with another woman, Mom will cry her heart out."

"With you and Hashirama here, I won't let anyone of the opposite sex get within ten meters of me."

"No wonder you always choose to stay as far away from Mikoto's mother and Izumi-nee when they are around."

"This is all I can do for Hashirama. You don't even know that Hashirama has been clinging to me a lot lately, afraid that I'll run away again."

"People with criminal records will be distrusted by those around them. Look at my future father and mother. Mom still loves to cling to Dad. They must have been together for years. It's hard to rebuild a sense of security."

"Maybe." Madara remembered how Hashirama would subconsciously clutch his clothes or anything else he could hold onto when he fell asleep, waking up the moment Madara left him. So, every time Madara lay in bed, he'd try his best to drain Hashirama's energy and strength, but every time, as soon as he got up, Hashirama would wake up. So it was a lack of security. Oh, and thinking about how Hashirama would feel about his future self, it really was...

"Dad...ah..." Lingyue yawned.

"Sleepy?"

"Yeah." Lingyue looked at Ban with sleepy eyes.