That brother, you bastard

61.

Qianhe is very well-behaved, but the more she behaves, the more my heart aches.

In the past when A Feng just died, I was very obedient every day due to fear and guilt. No matter what others asked me to do, I would try my best to do it and do my best.

Because I was hated, I tried my best to be cute, hoping that my cuteness could change others' dislike of me.

But... it's useless...

It's of no use at all...

If it works, how would I kill the parent?Why did my sister take the blame for me?Why am I sitting here now?

At that time, I was already 11 years old, and I still had an older sister in the face of harsh parents, but what about Chizuru?

So every day when I see Qianhe coming, I always welcome him.

Rina sympathized with Qianhe when she heard about it, and occasionally made some snacks for her.

But no matter how good I am to her, I know that she will eventually have a knot in her heart about family affection, and she is not my own child after all, no matter how much I sympathize with her, it is impossible for me to love her more than my own child.

Speaking of which, the person who takes care of Qianhe really doesn't care, she comes to me every day, why hasn't anyone come to her for so long?

There are ponds in many courtyards, in case she accidentally falls...

On No. 30 days when Qianhe became a regular visitor here, I finally saw the maid who was suspected to be in the patriarch's mansion come to find someone.

"Miss Chizuru, how can you bother Master Quanna? Come back with me."

Seeing that the maid wanted to pull Qianhe, I frowned and stopped her.

"I asked her to come. She doesn't have children of the same age to play with her. I asked my daughter to accompany her. Do you still need to worry about it?"

"That's not the case, Senna-sama, it's the patriarch who doesn't want to trouble you..."

Even though I haven't seen him for a long time, in the eyes of others, our brotherhood is still very good.

"...I'll go talk to him."

62.

When I led Chizuru to the patriarch's mansion, Madara didn't sit in the reception room and read official documents, but leaned on the pillar of the aisle facing the courtyard, with a cup of tea by his side.

"Quanna?" He was taken aback when he saw me coming, and the next second he saw Qianzuru, frowning slightly.

Chizuru shrank behind me, holding my calf tightly with her hands.

"It's okay, Qianhe, you can go back to the house first."

I said softly to her, I think I am relatively gentle with children.

Chizuru let go, said goodbye to Madara and me dryly, and went back to the room by herself.

"Why did you come?"

"...Qianhe has been with me for a full month."

"The maid didn't like her?"

"She is your daughter," I looked at him, "Why do you blame the maid instead?"

"I told them to take good care of her, but they didn't do it, so I don't blame them who to blame?"

...Sometimes I really feel like I'm on two channels with his mind.

"What about your son?"

"Quan Chuan is still learning to speak, he is not as smart as Sha Shu, and he still calls 'Father' very vaguely."

Sha Shu's "Father", "Mother", and "Sister" are all called very smoothly, because I read to her scrolls, and she can also say things like "Chakra", "Huo Dun", and "Sharingan", and the pronunciation is vague, but Those who know can hear it.

Now I don't dare to read scrolls to her anymore, and I ask Rina to tell her little stories that have nothing to do with ninjas.

"At what age did Qianhe learn to speak?"

"I don't know." Madara put down the teacup, "She'll call someone before she knows it."

"...Is it that different from my younger brother just because I'm a girl?"

Sure enough, Madara didn't remember what he said to me at that time?

Madara was silent and didn't answer anything.

Was his silence an acquiescence to this?

"You don't care about her, and the maid doesn't care..."

In the end, I silently let go of the fist beside me.

I don't have the same values ​​as his, and I should have...know that.

63.

"I don't know why you care so much about Chizuru, Quanna."

Madara said suddenly, he looked at me with black eyes as deep as ink.

"Where does she deserve your attention?"

"..."

I was silent, and suddenly felt very tired at this moment.

I am a fool for knowing that Madara's deep-rooted thoughts still want to entangle with him.

"If Qianzuru and Zang were not twins but a single daughter, if Zang hadn't been born weak or even died, and if Izumi hadn't been born so far, would you still treat her like this?"

Is it that whether it is a wife or a daughter, as long as it is a woman, it is destined not to get your attention and pity?

"What the hell are you..."

"Answer me." I looked at him, "Tell the truth."

He pursed his lips, moved his mouth, and then I heard him say, "So what?"

"..."

I closed my eyes, "I see."

At this moment, my heart is very cold.

I've never forgotten my original gender, so I don't mess with women.

I also don't want to like or love someone who doesn't look down on women at all!

"I'm fine, Madara." I said lightly, "You don't care about Chizuru, but I don't want her to hate your father or even this family. If possible, can you let her be with Shashu? She also It's time to be enlightened, and I am willing to guide her."

"Quenna...?"

"Do you agree?" I ignored him and asked myself.

"......Can."

"Since you agree, I'll go back."

64.

I turned to leave, and as I was walking down the corridor, someone grabbed my wrist from behind.

"Anything else?"

"Senna, what's wrong with you?"

Blaze didn't let go of me.

"what?"

I don't know what else he wants to say, but I've said it clearly just now.

"Why are you angry?"

"I'm not angry."

I pulled my wrist back, I just managed to see something clearly.

No, I should have seen it a long time ago, I'm just kidding myself...

"Will you tell me whatever I did wrong?"

"You did nothing wrong."

Not only him, but I know a lot of men of this era.

During the chaotic Warring States period, ninjas were destined to go to the battlefield. Due to physical differences and other reasons, only male ninjas became the mainstream and became the object of attention.

I know all of these. This is a concept created by the times, and there is no way to change it.

Even I couldn't guarantee that when I desperately saved those female ninjas on the battlefield, I didn't have the idea that they were useless at that moment.

I'm all like this, let alone them...

65.

"Senna, why don't you do this?"

Madara held my face in his hands, rubbing the skin on my face carefully.

"I don't care what you're angry about, just tell me so I can change it."

It cannot be changed.

You have promised me, but you have not changed.

"Madara, brother..."

I grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away.

"If I'm not your younger brother, if I'm a girl from the main or branch family, what would you do?"

"I will definitely marry you! Then we can be together justifiably."

"No, you are wrong."

There's no way something like that could happen...

I shook my head, avoiding his hand that was about to hug me.

"——At that time, you will only despise me, and there will never be a possibility of falling in love with me."

"—I will only end up like Chizuru or Kazuya."

"...Quina?"

"Okay, brother," I felt my eyes burning, and I just wanted to pour a basin of cold water on my face, "I really have to go back."

"If you go back with this expression about to cry, Rina will feel that I'm bullying you."

Madara said so, and this time he ignored my pushing and shoving and hugged me.

"Quanna, you are too kind, so you always have to consider other people's feelings. What's wrong with being selfish?"

It's not a question of being selfish or not.

I was about to say this when I looked up at him and saw a tinge of red peeking through the black.

I immediately raised my hand to brush back the hair on Ban's forehead, only to find that his eyes were still black.

The red just now...my illusion?

But come to think of it, why did I come here...?

What am I doing in the patriarch's mansion?Why can't I remember it all at once?

66.

"What's the matter, Senna, are you uncomfortable?"

I was recalling the reason why I came to find Madara, when I looked up and saw him looking at me.

"Nothing." I shook my head, "By the way, what am I looking for you for?"

"Did you forget?" He smiled helplessly, "You said that Qianzuru has been going to see Shashu recently and wants to play with her, so you want me to agree to enlighten her later, at least give her something different from ours. Same childhood."

It seems to be the case... But why do I feel that something is wrong?

"You like Chizuru very much?"

"Huh? Hmm."

"Can you tell me why?"

"She is your first child, and Kuro is the same, but he is your younger brother. And..." I looked at Madara's expression, his eyes were very gentle, "Qianzuru is very similar to me."

Hearing this, he smiled: "Does Quanna want to say that she looks like a girl or that Chizuru looks like a boy?"

"How does Chizuru look like a boy?!"

"So Quanna knows that she looks like a girl?"

"elder brother!"

Although this is true, after all, I was a woman in my previous life, so don't say it!

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." He stroked my hair, "Stay here tonight, I'll ask the maid to tell Rina that you haven't eaten with me for a long time."

"Do you eat alone now?"

"Yes, I seldom sit at the dinner table to eat. I always ask the maid to bring it to the office to settle it casually. He Ya is gone, so Qianhe has to eat it by herself. Speaking of it, I feel sorry for her."

Seeing the sadness in Madara's eyes, I raised my hand to touch his cheek.

"Then I will accompany you today."

"it is good."

67【Third person】.

Seeing Quanna walking towards the dining room without hesitation, Madara raised the corner of her mouth.

In fact, he was not feeling well. This was the first time he used the ability of Kaleidoscope Sharingan on his younger brother, and it was when he was defenseless...

Madara came to Chizuru's room for the first time, opened the door, and saw his daughter reading a book.

"Father, father?"

The little girl looked at him with some fear.

Quanna said Chizuru resembled him, but Madara couldn't tell.

But whether it looks like it or not, Quanna likes Chizuru, so this daughter he doesn't like very much at least has something to catch his eyes——

She is loved, cared about, cared about by the person she loves the most.

"Chizuru," Madara rarely smiled at people other than Quanna. In fact, he didn't like to smile. He rarely showed a sincere smile to people other than his younger brother, let alone a gentle smile. "Do you like Quanna?"

"......Um."

"Is he gentle?"

"Well, he is gentler than my mother, and he is very kind to me and Sister Shashu. Father, do you like uncle?"

Hearing this, Madara's smile became a little more real: "I like it very much."

In fact, his daughter is really smart.

The first time I ran out of the mansion, I went directly to Quanna instead of anyone else...

"Will uncle come often after that?"

"...Of course." Madara rubbed her daughter's hair for the first time, "If he doesn't come, you can persuade him and act like a baby with him. He is easy to soften and loves you, and he will come naturally. "

"it is good!"

68.

I sat for a while in the dining room.

The courtyard of the patriarch's mansion is very large, and you can see a few trees when you open the window of the dining room. I still remember that Madara and I used to practice there, and now it has been several years.

The maid delivered the tableware and food, and Madara came along with Chizuru.

Chizuru had a smile on her face, and when she saw me, she let go of Madara's hand and trotted over.

"Uncle Quanna."

"Hey Chizuru~"

I touched her head and pulled her to sit down.

Almost all the food is my favorite, I looked at Kanban, he smiled at me, and then told Chizuru, who was poking vegetable meatloaf with chopsticks and hesitating, not to be picky.

"Uncle Quanna, I want to eat fish."

She looked at the sashimi in front of me, because I love to eat it every few meals.

Although Madara likes to hunt fish with eagles, he doesn't like to eat fish himself. Chizuru is probably afraid of spoiling his stomach, so I only served sashimi on the whole table.

But a small slice should be... no problem, right?

I picked up a piece of sashimi with my chopsticks, and was about to ask her to bring the plate over, but Madara took my hand and bit off the piece of sashimi.

"Don't just give her what she wants, and don't spoil her even if you hurt her." Madara didn't feel the slightest embarrassment of snatching her daughter's things, "Qianzuru, you are still young, wait until you grow up to eat."

I was a little helpless, but Qianhe obediently complied.

It would be great if Sha Shu would behave like this in the future.

69.

After dinner, Chizuru went back to the room. I was about to say that I would go back, but Madara dragged me to the room where the patriarch's office was.

Looking at the mountain of official documents on the table, I was speechless.

"Why did you accumulate so much?"

"There are a lot of things going on recently, please help me, otherwise it will be all night."

In the past, I also had the experience of helping Madara with official documents and being unable to go back for a night or even a few days, so I asked someone to tell Rina, she should understand.

Although handling official documents is the job of the patriarch, I have also shared a lot because of his trust.

When most of the official documents were processed, it was almost early morning, I put down the pen in my hand, and was about to tell Madara to take a rest, but he had already come to my side, "Stop reading, go to bed early."

I rubbed my eyes, and I was really sleepy: "Is the room tidy?"

There are several bedrooms in the mansion, and if I live here I usually live in the room I used to live in.

"Not yet, I didn't expect it to be so late at first." Madara put away all the official documents I had approved and arranged them neatly, "You can sleep in my room today, two beds can still fit of."

"This......"

After knowing each other's feelings, especially Madara threatened me, so I avoided sleeping in the same room with him.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

Madara seemed to see my thoughts, "If you are still worried, you can tie my hands."

"There's no need for that."

That's too exaggerated...

I stood up and followed Madara to his bedroom.

70.

I was very close to his bedding.

The house is not particularly dark. I sleep on the side of the door, and Madara sleeps on the other side of the paper door. When I open the paper door, I can see the courtyard, so that side is brighter.

The ninja is very sensitive to light, and Madara was lying on his side facing the door with his back to the paper door.

"Senna, can't you sleep?"

I always feel weird today, but I can't tell what's wrong.

I turned over and looked at Madara, we were lying very close, I reached out and touched his cheek.

What the hell is brother, we look alike, but my skin is a little fairer than his.

"what happened?"

He took my hand, and I felt the calluses in his palm.

"Brother, you can't sleep either."

Compared to me, who never liked fighting, Madara is a warlike person. Before Konoha was established, he often carried a strong hostility and killing intent, and many people feared him.

I haven't completely gotten used to the battlefield from the beginning to the end, but I have never disliked Madara, who seems to be born suitable for the battlefield.

Looking at his soft face under the moonlight, I thought of the future that belonged to him, but now that I am not dead, will such a future still appear?

"Brother, would you be an enemy of the world if necessary?"

He froze for a moment, and tightened his grip on my hand for a moment, then he laughed, but he didn't answer right away, but sat up.

I was pulled to sit up too, and he pressed my hand on his heart, "Quanna, I remember I told you that if you dare to die casually, I will ask the world to bury you with you. Is it an enemy of the world?"

I looked at him and knew he had something to say.

"At that time, Hashirama and you were the only two people who could stop me. One was in strength and the other was in heart."

"...How can I stop Fa when I'm dead?"

"So don't leave me easily, don't give me a reason to destroy this place."

"Are you crazy..."

"Only you can drive me crazy, Quanna."

Is it just me...

The author has something to say: some paragraphs in the future will use the third person.