Pirate's Infinite Wings

After Fang Lang left, the room was quiet for a while.

Even though the remaining father and son were sitting side by side, they still felt a little nervous.

Obviously they are father and son, but they are more embarrassed.

Uchiha Tajima sighed inwardly. Even if Madara doesn't complain, his body's reaction has become accustomed to his absence, right?

"Chakra has a good grasp."

After holding back for a long time, even Uchiha Tajima, who was able to joke as usual in front of Fang Lang, is now infected by the atmosphere and only suffocates this sentence.

"...Not enough, but I will continue to work hard."

Madara is also uneasy, and he rarely speaks a lot of times, but he will have a lot in his heart.

Regarding getting along with his father, even though he was happy and missed in his heart, he just couldn't help stiffening his body in this atmosphere.

"You did a good job, Madara," Uchiha Tajima stared at Madara in silence for a long time, and still stretched out his hand to gently put his hand on Madara's head, his voice also revealed a trace of fatigue and relief: "I missed a lot. "

Madara couldn't tell whether he was shocked by his father's intimacy or the compliment, and the memories that came up in his heart swarmed back into his mind.

"Fang Lang must be a good teacher, so I feel relieved to give you to him," Uchiha Tajima said to himself: "I have always been bad at words, and I owe you and my brothers a lot. I'm really dereliction of duty. father……"

As soon as he thinks of his dead wife and the sons under his knees, Uchiha Tajima can't help but smile again and again.

"No, nothing!"

Seeing his father's appearance, Madara didn't say that he had never complained, because he didn't know why his father was more impersonal than other fathers. Those times before it seemed to have never existed.

So his longing for his father's love all calmed down, and his brother's needs became a new emotional bond.So the degree of care for my younger brother is more direct.

But towards his father, there is always a deep affection.

"Don't care about the past anymore, now is the most important thing," Madara looked at Uchiha Tajima's eyes firmly and relieved, as if thinking of something, and put his hand on his father's head. Hand: "This is what the teacher said."

"Heh, this kid, I guess I knew it a long time ago," Seeing Madara's growing look, Uchiha Tajima's eyes felt a touch of relief, even if he knew that Fang Lang was behind their father-son relationship. But he said: "Huh, he is really upset about everything."

The father and son looked at each other and laughed at each other within a second.

And the other side.

Fang Lang, who gave the room to the pair of Uchiha and his son, is planning to go around his residence in this world.

Thinking that there is still an hour away from the meal anyway, it just happens to be a walk.

But before that, you have to look for yarn first, and talk about the old rabbit's meal.

Thinking about this, Fang Lang turned his feet and walked to the kitchen.

To be honest, Fang Lang has never been to the kitchen in this house.

This house is a bit different from the Japanese-style house he had in mind, but it was similarly gorgeous to a large extent.However, looking for the taste of the food being cooked, Fang Lang easily found his place.

Fang Lang saw the yarn with his apron busy in it at a glance.

This outfit made Fang Lang's eyes shine brightly, it was exactly like a maid!

Although there are also identities called servants called maids, because most of the island country settings are used, almost all people here wear kimonos as formal and ordinary clothes. Later, Konoha Xiaoqiang and their outfits It looks even more ancient.After all, it is called the Warring States Period, and it is very similar in terms of age.

This made Fang Lang have to sigh with emotion, the settings of these things are still copied from the original world, otherwise how could the process have changed so much.

When the topic came back, Sae was like a little maid in kimono.

The kitchen was still filled with the scent of steamed rice, and Fang Lang stepped in.

When I took a closer look, I realized that I was making sushi while holding rice.

Fang Lang looked at Sha's expression of doing things seriously, and then he spoke.

"Is Sae making sushi now, do you need my help?"

"Eh?!"

She was so absorbed in her work that she didn't notice Fang Lang's approach, so a voice suddenly appeared behind her, and she was shocked.

Nearly let go of the sushi in his hand.

"Fang Lang, why are you here?" Shame was ashamed of her reaction, and quickly lowered her head to turn her attention back to the sushi: "Are you hungry? Well, I washed the fruit and put it on the plate first. A pad of stomach."

"Oh, that's not it." Fang Lang followed the direction of Shazhi and saw the fruits she said. They were washed and put on the plate. They were probably the fruits after the meal. Fang Lang didn't feel anything at all, but Seeing such freshness, I couldn't bear to squeeze a small tomato and eat it: "I just wandered around."

"Oh, I almost forgot, the old rabbit came over to eat too, so I have to trouble you to cook one more person's food." Fang Lang swallowed and said quickly.

"Huh?" Sha hurriedly checked the remaining rice, and then said with peace of mind: "Have the clan and the patriarch also come here, huh, fortunately the rice is enough."

"Don't worry, the old rabbit won't care about this. Besides, who told him not to inform first." Fang Lang joked indifferently.

Sha listened quietly, smiling all the time.

I was so busy, and in a short while, I made tofu sushi for three people.Fang Lang didn't think about disturbing the yarn, so even in the kitchen afterwards, he still gave enough space for the yarn to move around. After the yarn was processed, Fang Lang approached a little.

To say why, because Fang Lang saw the live fish on the chopping board since he entered the door.

The dish that Sha was about to cook was the boiled fish that Fang Lang had always wanted to eat when he was doing the task.

Thinking of the taste, Fang Lang almost couldn't help drooling.

Tsk tsk, no, Sha's cooking skills are really good, too good to say...