Shinigami Uchiha Madara

Chapter 82 Matsumoto Rangiku’s Wish

“Mr. Madara, are you really?”

Matsumoto Rangiku opened his mouth wide in surprise, staring at the tall figure standing at the door incredibly.

Although the encounter a year ago was only three months away and finally left in a hurry, Uchiha Madara left an indelible impression in Matsumoto Rangiku’s heart.

Separation is not the end, remember that only a beautiful encounter is needed, and sometimes only one encounter in life can be destined for the future.

Unintentional encounters will change each other’s destiny.

The lives of each other are like two parallel tracks, although they are not connected. But under the entanglement of the goddess of fate, they will eventually entangle each other.

“Mr. Madara…Aren’t you still practicing in the Mao Academy of Spirituality?”

Even Ichimaru Gin was stunned. He and Uchiha Madara had an agreement to bury them forever.

Originally, he thought it would take a few years to see Uchiha Madara again, but he didn’t expect that there was no warning in it this time, which was far beyond his expectation.

“Rangiku, silver, we meet again…”

It seemed that I couldn’t bear to put a cold face in front of these two children, and Uchiha Madara’s face was rarely raised with a smile.

“Great, I finally saw you again, Mr. Madara.”

Matsumoto Rangiku’s big clear eyes were covered with a mist, and a tear fell quietly, dripping down the smooth skin.

For Matsumoto Rangiku, who is kind at heart, Ichimaru Gin and Uchiha Madara are her closest people.

When I first came to Soul Society, I was alone and almost starved to death in the suburbs. Fortunately, Ichimaru Gin’s life was saved, and they depended on each other for their lives.

When I first met Uchiha Madara, this man covered in blood gave Matsumoto Rangiku a cold and terrible feeling.

Matsumoto Rangiku once thought Uchiha Madara was terrible!

However, with the passage of time, Matsumoto Rangiku discovered that Uchiha Madara is actually a person who is cold on the outside and warm on the inside.

Although on the surface there is a cold temperament of Haki, arrogance and refusal to be thousands of miles away, Uchiha Madara has a passionate heart.

That ardent heart, because it was used to seeing the cruelty of war, was like falling into the invisible deep sea, sinking slowly, from azure blue to jet black, the heart gradually sank, and finally it was pitch black.

Because of the cold, I can no longer feel the warmth.

Because of the cold, I can no longer feel emotions.

Because of the coldness, the bond can no longer be established.

Just because the heart no longer beats, the blood no longer boils.

This is the “heart” of Uchiha Madara.

“Change his heart, change his coldness, change his emotions…”

This is the idea of ​​Matsumoto Rangiku, she wants to unravel the layer of frost covering Uchiha Madara’s heart.

Melt it, guard it.

Forever!

The three smiled at each other and came to the familiar wooden table. There was not much words in the room, and everything seemed to be back a year ago.

Hot meals were placed on the wooden table, which looked delicious, and the rich fragrance drifted to every corner of the house.

“It is the luckiest thing to be able to meet Mr. Madara today…”

Matsumoto Rangiku smiled knowingly, the sound of ordinary silver bells was so clear and sweet. She picked up the chopsticks to pick up the meal, enjoying the beautiful moments.

“Oh, I haven’t seen Rangiku’s appetite for a long time.”

Ichimaru Gin still squinted, his body filled with an invisible mystery.

Although the house is not big and the decoration is not luxurious, it has a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

Compared to the decorated dormitory of the tall college, perhaps it is only called a “home” here.

Looking at the smiles on the faces of the two children, Uchiha Madara finally felt the warmth it once was. He was relieved and threw himself into this relaxed atmosphere.

There are no worries, no worries, no burdens, and no pursuits.

Only the purest enjoyment!

“Mr. Madara, can you tell us a little bit about our experience at the Maha Spirit Academy? I and Yin are very curious.”

Matsumoto Rangiku put down his chopsticks, his chin was crushed by those white pens, his eyes widened and stared at Uchiha Madara, his clear eyes filled with expectation.

“Yes, I am very interested…”

Ichimaru Gin leaned against the corner, his eyes squinted all the time.

“Is the Mao Ling Academy? It is indeed a hotbed for cultivating Shinigami. However, it is not a place worth looking forward to.”

Speaking of Mao Ling Academy, Uchiha Madara has no mood swings at all. Obviously, he didn’t put any emotions on the school.

In Madara’s eyes, Mao Ling Academy is nothing more than a trivial scenic line on the road of Shinigami.

Even if the scenery during the journey is beautiful, it is not worthy of nostalgia, because this place is too weak!

The real strong should yearn for a broader sky. Just like the eagle that spreads its wings to soar into the sky, and like the shark that hunts fish in the deep sea and chases hard.

Only by striving forward can we not be eliminated by fate!

Matsumoto Rangiku and Ichimaru Gin were thoughtful. They pondered for a moment and asked: “So, then, Mr. Madara, how is your Master in Shinigami’s basic course?”

Matsumoto Rangiku showed two small tiger teeth and smiled and said, “I heard that there was a genius at Mao Ling Academy who had the ability to graduate in just one year. Speaking of which, he seems to be in the same class as Mr. Madara, no Know if he knows him…”

“Genius? It turns out that genius is so within reach, it’s ironic…”

Uchiha Madara shook his head, and said calmly, “Rangiku, the genius in the rumor…actually it is me!”

“what!”

Ichimaru Gin and Matsumoto Rangiku opened their mouths in surprise, and exclaimed, “How is it possible that although you know Mr. Madara you are very strong, you never expected to be able to do something that no one has done for decades.”

“If not, how could I appear here? Before completing their studies, the students are not qualified to leave without authorization.”

Uchiha Madara smiled slightly without explaining too much.

Whether they believe it or not, it doesn’t matter at all.

Honor, praise, title, these vanity things are insignificant in Uchiha Madara’s view.

Only strength is the thing worth following.

Because only can control everything! ..