Chapter 064: Madara Is Not Having a Good Day

Chapter 064: Madara Is Not Having a Good Day

"Why can't you save her?"

Uchiha Yuki stared at Wakama Senju, her voice soft but insistent. "I can feel your patience and care. Could it be... that you're the kind of person who's gentle and considerate, yet also deeply detached?"

Wakama met her gaze. "Yuki, do you think the world will change according to your preferences? The power of one person is very limited."

Hearing this, a trace of sorrow flickered in Yuki's eyes.

"The problems she's facing, the complexity of our relationship it's not something that can be explained in a few words. And I... can't interfere in her personal affairs." Wakama picked up his teacup.

Yuki looked at him and whispered, "She'll come back, won't she?"

"I don't know," Wakama answered honestly. "Maybe she will, maybe she won't."

"She's... not from the Senju clan, is she?" Yuki couldn't help but dig deeper.

She knew she shouldn't pry, shouldn't ask too many questions, but she couldn't hold back.

Wakama looked at her silently for a few seconds before nodding. "No, she's not from the Senju clan."

Yuki still had more questions in her heart.

Why didn't Wakama choose a girl from the Senju clan to fall in love with? Why her, a member of an enemy clan, and a... fake man at that? It was confusing.

But Yuki didn't voice these thoughts.

Wakama's attitude was too sincere so sincere that it felt cruel.

Yuki didn't want to hear any more harsh truths from him.

It was better to cherish this rare moment and savor this fleeting, illusory happiness.

All she needed to do was quietly stay by Wakama's side.

The atmosphere inside the cave was harmonious, their voices soft and gentle.

But neither of them noticed a pair of blood-red eyes watching them from afar.

It was Uchiha Madara, who had been tracking Yuki and had been lurking in the shadows.

Ever since Yuki had approached Madara for help, expressing her desire to meet Wakama, Madara had agreed but remained vigilant.

Madara himself had secret dealings with Hashirama and Tsukuyo, so it wasn't entirely strange that Yuki would meet Wakama privately.

But as the clan leader's son, Madara had decided to investigate and follow her.

The last time Yuki had met Wakama, Madara had also been there, watching from a distance.

Yuki had chosen to meet at the base of a waterfall, where their voices couldn't be heard.

From their body language, Madara had deduced that their conversation was likely about that medicine bottle.

Yuki had wanted to return the medicine, but Wakama had refused to take it back.

After some back-and-forth, they seemed to reach an agreement, and Yuki had reluctantly kept the medicine.

Madara had watched silently, not wanting to alert them.

Since that day, Madara had been observing Yuki, noticing that she rarely interacted with others in the clan.

When she wasn't on missions, Yuki often stayed alone in her residence, unlike other Uchiha who trained diligently.

What Madara hadn't expected was that, seven days later, Yuki would venture out again, this time secretly heading to the Naka River Forest.

At first, when Madara saw that the person Yuki was meeting was Wakama, he had planned to observe for a bit and then leave.

But then something unimaginable happened.

In Madara's eyes, Yuki a male member of the Uchiha clan had dressed in women's clothing, transformed into a girl, and was now having a secret rendezvous with Wakama Senju?

A male clansman dressing as a woman and dating Wakama Senju?

What?

Madara: "????"

Still a young man himself, Madara couldn't comprehend this situation. He never expected to witness something so bizarre.

Having interacted often with Hashirama and Tsukuyo, Madara had always known that the Senju siblings were a bit... unusual, especially Tsukuyo, who was a complete monster.

Monsters had their own peculiar ways of thinking.

They were freaks, and Madara could accept that.

But he never imagined they could be this freaky.

So, Wakama was indeed Tsukuyo's brother another freak?

No... he couldn't just stand by and let this happen.

Madara was about to storm into the cave and drag the bewitched Yuki away.

But suddenly, a slender hand rested on his shoulder.

A sweet, devilish whisper reached his ears.

"Madara, what are you looking at?"

It was Tsukuyo's voice, laced with mischief.

Madara's fist clenched!

He swung his arm back, aiming a punch at the source of the voice.

But the other party effortlessly deflected his attacks with her slender arms, her movements seemingly random yet perfectly countering Madara's fierce strikes.

Dressed in wide-sleeved robes, she moved as if dancing, graceful yet formidable.

Madara felt like every punch he threw was hitting air, and it was infuriating.

His face twitched as he snapped, "Your brother is secretly meeting with one of my clansmen."

He instinctively avoided mentioning the bizarre fact that his male clansman was dressed as a woman.

Tsukuyo giggled. "What's so strange about that? Weren't you and Hashirama like that once?"

Madara: "..."

How could it be the same?

They were close friends, kindred spirits, working together for their dreams, training and improving side by side!

Who the hell dressed in women's clothing and acted all lovey-dovey?

Though he thought this, Madara couldn't help but imagine Hashirama that goofball dressed in women's clothing.

Ugh... he was going to be sick!

Madara was not having a good day.

No! Delete! He immediately erased that horrifying image from his mind.

Tsukuyo had also been watching from the side.

She noticed that Wakama was using Yuki as a practice tool for his makeup skills. Her tolerance for such things was higher, so she didn't see any issue with it.

Besides, the Uchiha clansman in women's clothing didn't seem uncomfortable.

Now, Wakama was brewing tea, and he and Yuki were sitting across from each other, a low table between them. There was nothing inappropriate happening.

It was just that Wakama and his "close friend" had some... unconventional hobbies, but nothing scandalous had occurred.

Tsukuyo saw no problem with it.

Seeing Tsukuyo's nonchalant attitude, Madara couldn't help but grumble, "What kind of family raises freaks like you?"

Tsukuyo smiled. "Thank you for the compliment, Madara."

"Huh?" Madara's eyes widened. "You think that's a compliment?"

"Isn't it?" Tsukuyo replied seriously. "As the saying goes, 'Troublemakers live a thousand years.' You're wishing me a long life. Isn't that a compliment?"

Madara's face twisted in pain: "..."

He really wanted to make her cry, but he couldn't even land a hit on her!

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