Sente Eiji's Black Friday

Even if he discovered some possible little thoughts of his younger brother, Uchiha Madara didn't show anything, and his expression was still very calm.

He didn't feel that he needed to take any action, but his mood was unavoidably complicated.

Quanna would be attracted to Eiji, in his opinion, it is perfectly normal.After all, in his eyes, his lover is such a charming and perfect person, regardless of strength, mind, heart, or vision, they are all unparalleled.

Not to mention that he has always been vaguely suspicious. In the year when Quanna disappeared, he ran to Yuyi to do something, but was sternly slapped by Eiji.

If not, how can I explain Quanna's 180-degree turn towards Eiji after that, and the state of the two of them, one of them ignoring, the other revering but not daring to approach?

It's just that Quan Nai has always kept her heart hidden very well. If he hadn't taken care of Eiji so carefully today, so careful that people can see the cherishment and nostalgia at a glance, Madara probably wouldn't have found out.

However, even if it is found, there is a high probability that Madara will not reveal it.

It's just that even if he doesn't make it clear, it's impossible for him to continue living under the same roof with someone who loves Eiji.

Even if that person is his own brother.

Just when Madara was seriously thinking about whether to move out tomorrow, Eiji spoke again: "Speaking of which, did I say anything inappropriate at the banquet?"

Madara came back to his senses immediately. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and replied in a flat tone: "There are no impolite words, but there are still a lot of nonsense."

Ying Er blinked, stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, and asked curiously, "Nonsense? What nonsense?"

Madara stopped the massage as he wanted, and leaned down again after lying flat, and was pulled into his arms without any accident, and hugged her tightly lovingly.

In the darkness, surrounded by the familiar cool body temperature and light fragrance, Madara subconsciously softened his face because of the feeling of being needed by his lover, and repeated Eiji's "nonsense" that he kept saying that he was also a Mutoshi in a joke tone.

Eiji Hagoromo: ...Good guy, so he is the type who tells the truth when he is drunk? !

Eiji-kun, who is used to the body of a fairy who never gets drunk after a thousand cups, fell into deep thought.

It seems that he was so complacent yesterday that he forgot even the most basic prudence.

Fortunately, this body is also in good shape, and he has sobered up now, otherwise he doesn't know what he will do...

Thinking like this, Eiji glanced at the familiar eyebrows of Yanban, paused, pressed his head into his arms, closed his eyes to hide the inappropriate emotions: "It's okay, go to sleep."

On the second day, Ying Er slept until the sun was high before waking up.

Madara was lying quietly next to him at that time, her eyes were open and she didn't know what she was thinking, and she only looked at him when she realized that Eiji had woken up.

Eiji rubbed his eyes and asked lazily, "What are you thinking about?"

Madara raised her hand to tidy up his broken hair, was silent for a while, and suddenly said as if she had made up her mind: "Let's move out of the clan area."

Ying Er was taken aback: "...what?"

——That Uchiha Madara offered to move out of the clan? !

In the kitchen, Eiji put down his chopsticks after making breakfast (lunch?), but still turned his head in disbelief and asked, "Do you really want to move into the residential area with me?"

Considering that other ninjas and even civilians will join in the future, Konoha has built a residential area in advance, and it is the closest to the designated commercial area, but there are basically no people living there.

In the end, Madara just told him after sleeping that he wanted to move to a residential area with him?

What stimulated this man when he didn't know it? !

Eiji was terrified in his heart, and quickly began to rack his brains to recall what happened recently.

After much deliberation, the most likely omission was last night.

"I really want to move there with you." Madara didn't know anything about his inner activities, and when he saw him asking, he solemnly brought out the excuse he had been thinking all morning:

"The way you built parks for children before inspired me. I think the phenomenon of Uchiha ninja reporting to each other is still too serious, so..."

He paused when he said this, his eyes drifted for a moment, "...so I think I need to set an example, let everyone know that now I have to go out of the clan land and blend in with other ninjas...um..."

"..." Yinger blinked, and then blinked again.

"So you just want to make our relationship public?"

He said without thinking.

Although everyone who should know what it means for him to move to the Uchiha clan already knows, but this is still different from the concept of going out to live with Madara alone.

The former at least has Quan Nai as a cover, and even more reluctantly, it can be explained by discussing the convenience of work and good friends to stay overnight, but the latter...

That's really equivalent to declaring to everyone that "we're going to live together".

Madara, whose real purpose was revealed before he finished speaking, couldn't help but feel a little uneasy: "Say, what nonsense! I just think it's more convenient to move out..."

"Oh." Eiji understood more clearly, "Are you afraid of being heard by Quanna at night?"

Uchiha Madara: "..."

Uchiha Madara became angry with embarrassment: "Are you going to move or not?!"

Although he did worry about such things!But how could this guy say it so directly?It's too shameful! !

"Move, move, move." Yinger laughed when he saw his fury, and agreed without hesitation, "Since you are willing, then I have no objection."

Uchiha Madara's complexion changed, he turned his head aside and snorted softly, and whispered to himself: "Of course I am willing."

Eiji glanced at him, didn't say anything, and then brought up another matter: "Speaking of which, did anything else happen after I got drunk last night?"

In any case, the most important thing is to find out what kind of stimulation this person has received.

"Others..." Madara narrowed his eyes, and his tone that had just warmed up became cold again, "The other thing is that you would rather be close to the Thousand Hands than me."

Eiji Hagoromo: "..."

Ah this.

If the temptation fails, he will step on it. Lei's man chuckled, went up and put his arms around his waist in a fawning manner: "Eat, eat."

"What are you eating, tell me what's going on!"

It was okay if I didn't think about it, but when I thought about it, my freckled face immediately turned black, and I raised my hand and grabbed his collar: "You probably don't remember, you really hated me last night!"

"Ahahaha, how could it be! I obviously like you the most!" Eiji let out a typical silly laugh, and sweet words came out of his mouth.

Uchiha Madara sneered, and stretched out his hand to pull his face: "I like me the most? If you really like me the most, why would you still say 'you can do it if there is a door'?!"

Good guy, he really tells the truth when he is drunk.

Could it be that these few words are the source of stimulation?That's not right, Madara was fine last night, and what happened between the leaves is obviously the kind of thing that only comes to mind...

Yui Eiji was thinking quickly, but on the face he complained aggrievedly: "Oh, there is no reason! I was just drunk at the time!"

As he spoke, he acted coquettishly, leaned over and rubbed against the spot of the spotted neck, and his fingertips, which were as warm as jade, also got into the hem of his clothes.

Madara was shuddered by him, but she was not fooled by him. Instead, her face became even uglier: "There is a saying that tells the truth after drinking..."

Eiji Hagoromo: "..."

Eiji Yuromo began to look left and right, trying to change the subject: "Hey, speaking of it, hasn't Quanna woke up yet? Or has she already gone out?"

He originally thought that mentioning Uchiha's favorite younger brother, Jun, would surely turn Madara's cloud into a clear sky, but Madara's complexion not only didn't improve, but suddenly deteriorated to the extreme, it looked like lightning and thunder.

Eiji Hagoromo: "...?"

——This reaction is not right, is this little scumbag like Quan Nai the source of the stimulus?What the hell did he do yesterday?

"...Don't worry about him." Before he could ask, Madara said with downcast eyes, unable to detect emotion, and finally changed from holding his collar to wrapping his shoulders, "Let's continue talking about Senshou Things between the doors."

Eiji Hagoromo: "???"

How do you remember what happened in Tokaima? !

He put on a painful mask in his heart, and at the same time had to resort to the last trick——

The blue-haired man held his lover's face solemnly, and said affectionately: "Sure enough, let's have a little in-depth communication, so that you can understand my heart for you."

Uchiha Madara: "??!"

"What an in-depth exchange!" He yelled angrily (maybe still ashamed?), and was about to push away the patriarch Yuyi who was in heat during the day with his backhand, "Don't move! Hurry up and give me Speak clearly—you, Eiji Hagoromo! I told you not to touch——!”

——It is impossible to make it clear, not only does he not want to make it clear, but he is too lazy to coax you, you idiot.

So of course it's simpler.

Eiji hugged Madara and put it on the sink, thinking happily.

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By the time the sun had begun to shift towards the west, the table in the kitchen finally stopped creaking.

Eiji made a shadow and went to get hot water, while he picked up Madara himself, ready to take him to take a bath.

At this moment, the cold face of the Uchiha patriarch is full of delicate blushes, and the expression that is always indifferent and unreasonable has also softened... To be precise, it is gentle and affectionate, the bright red lips are trembling, and the dark and moist eyes Slightly absent-minded.

When passing by the hall, the sound of footsteps that both of them were familiar with coincidentally sounded from the corridor behind. Then, the shoji door opened, and Uchiha Izuna, who was inexplicably haggard, walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the two closely overlapping figures.

The clothes of the person he was most familiar with were still messy, hanging on both sides of the blue-haired man's body, on his slightly trembling legs, and his ankles were covered with bruises from clenched palms, and the hands on his shoulders were also weak. Dangling his fingertips, it was obvious that he had lost even the last bit of strength.

Quan Nai couldn't help but stop at that moment, with a pale face almost holding her breath, waiting for them to pass by without saying a word.

When passing by him, Madara buried her face in the socket of Eiji's neck, her eyes caught his expression.

It only takes a moment.

The scene of Eiji was only reflected in the eyes of the beloved younger brother, and it pierced deeply into his heart like the fangs of a poisonous tongue.

Madara turned her head and broke Eiji's face, hugged him and kissed him forcefully.

Eiji paused slightly, kissed him back without asking anything, and carried him into the bathtub all the way.

Madara didn't want to let him go even after getting into the water, her arms hugged his waist tightly as if trying to pull him into her body, and then even pulled him into the water, as if fiercely refused to let go.

Ying Er was a little amused, hugged him and let him sit on his lap, and kissed the corner of his lips comfortingly: "You...you even want to be jealous of your own brother, you are really jealous..."

Madara frowned, pressed his shoulder and looked at his expression carefully: "You know?"

"I know." Eiji nodded calmly.

Madara's hand pinching his shoulder immediately tightened a bit: "You know why you didn't tell me?"

"Is it necessary?" Now Eiji was a little surprised, "Telling you will only make you unhappy, right? Anyway, I can't accept him, so it's better not to talk about it, unless you don't mind—"

"I mind!" Madara interrupted him with an ugly face before he could finish.

He leaned over and hugged his hard-won treasure tightly again, as if he embraced the whole world in his arms, and only he could hear his murmur: "...I won't give it to anyone."

Quanna didn't give it either.