When the ordinary life becomes the main theme, then time will pass very quickly.

Since Tiandao Love returned to the Hidden Kingdom, time has passed unconsciously, and three years have passed.

In the past three years, under the guidance of Meiji, the control of humane love over the land of fire has become stronger and stronger. At the same time, the Daimyo's health was getting worse and worse.

"Girl...... I'm leaving......" A voice suddenly appeared in the empty position, and I love to hear it, and the movement of my hand must be.

“…… Are you leaving......" Without a superfluous expression, Love looked at the direction Madara left and muttered.

For three years, Madara Uchiha, this sixty-two-year-old man, this once famous powerhouse in the ninja world, he has been silently guarding by his side for three years.

There is no inquiry, and there is no intention of asking. As if he had lost interest in the eye of reincarnation, he guarded love like this.

There are people who are alive, but they are dead. In the eyes of love, Madara is probably such a person.

Because of the relationship between the horizon, love knows that the relationship between this uncle and his mother is very close. Before, those words of love were really heartbreaking for people like Madara who had feelings in their hearts.

He ...... I'm going to die......" Before, Madara was still dead. Now, his body is going to decay too.

Originally, in the Chakra realm where Edara was located, it was impossible for him to die so early. However, the intercolumnar cells of the chest transplant dragged him down.

After all, other people's cells are other people's cells, and in terms of cell activity, intercolumnar cells should throw off the cells of the plaque.

In order to control the power of the intercolumnar cells, Madara also needs a portion of chakra to suppress it.

In a sense, the practice of transplanting intercolumnar cells is a loss-making business, and it drags down Spot's body.

"Alas~~" sighed deeply, and Love shook his head.

Time is the best healing medicine, and as three years passed, Ai's opinion of Madara gradually calmed down.

Madara is going to die, and as a god who controls life and death, love can still see clearly. In the eyes of love, Madara's death means the end of the grievances of the previous generation.

Although at this time, there were still many people who survived from the Warring States period. However, the characters who can represent an era, the two brothers of the Senju clan and the two siblings of the Uchiha clan, these are gone.

This is the era of Shinobi Village, it is her time!

"Your Royal Highness! His Majesty suddenly fainted! Just as Ai was thinking about something, a waiter hurriedly ran over and said to Ai.

"Your Majesty fainted?!" Ai Wenyan put down the cinnabar pen, got up and hurried towards the daimyo's residence.

"Get out of the way!" Inside the residence, Ai pulled away from the doctor next to the daimyo. At this point, her fingers were already on the daimyo's pulse.

Don't get me wrong, Aiko doesn't know how to diagnose pulses. However, as a medical ninja, it is more than enough to judge a person's condition. After all, diseased organs and non-diseased organs are two states.

"Exhaustion...... It's ...... old death," Ai shook her head faintly, and stepped back from the side.

The disease of Meiji is the disease of old age and death. As the saying goes, when people get old, they will die. This scene is the norm in nature.

For love, she has the power to disrupt this normality. She can keep the daimyo alive as long as she wants.

However, the daimyo did not accept it. gave up the hope of immortality and waited for his death peacefully.

He, too, is a man who is alive but dead.

"Is it love?"

It was probably a few hours later, and it was almost evening. At this time, waking up from the coma, the daimyo looked at the figure of love in a daze.

"It's my ......" put down the official document in his hand, and Ai got up and stood up from the edge of the desk. Because of the daimyo, Ai put his desk near his hospital bed.

"Is this what it's like to die?" Muttering, the daimyo lying on the hospital bed said thoughtfully, "I feel tired......"

"Organ failure, the continuous loss of the body's essence and qi, feeling weak and fatigued, is normal." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ai looked at the daimyo lightly and said.

"Feeling...... I still haven't slept enough! The daimyo muttered. Suddenly, as if a certain level had been opened, his cloudy eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

After that, he was originally weak and powerless, but he actually sat up directly on the bed.

"Bamen Dunjia...... Death's door? At this time, Ai saw through the current state of the Daimyo. Although there is no systematic study of the Eight Doors Dunjia, this does not mean that ordinary people do not have the Eight Gates.

This is the so-called return to the light, which is the last strength of life.

"You...... Is there anything else you would like to instruct? Love knows this pattern, so she asks this phrase.

"Command?" Lifting the quilt, the daimyo stepped out of bed in pajamas.

"Come ......" took Ai's hand, and the daimyo slowly brought her love to the dressing table.

"Sit!" Daimyo said, pointing to the stool.

“…… All right! "I don't know what the daimyo wants to do, but in the face of the request of an elder who is about to die, love is also up to him.

"Hmm...... Think about it......" Looking at the appearance of love in the glass mirror opposite, the daimyo groaned. After that, he gently took off one of the hair ornaments on his beloved head.

Then, one after the other. And as the last hairpin broke away from her love's hair, her long black and thick hair instantly spread out.

Comb!

Sure enough, the daimyo later picked up the comb on the dresser and combed Ai's hair.

Love's hair was long, and as she sat down on the stool, it lay straight on the ground. It looks like this hair is getting longer.

Chapter 11 - The Standing of the Country, this is the technique of material change in the Senluo series.

After that, with love, the power of this technique was activated. Immediately afterward, her hair began to shorten rapidly. Then, a little closer to touching the ground, Love's black hair hung messily in the air.

"Hmph~~" with a chuckle, the daimyo continued to comb up. Slowly, the long, messy black hair was combed neatly.

"Squeak~" A stool was brought from nearby, and the daimyo sat behind Ai.

Then, the ...... began. Recalling the appearance in his memory, the daimyo's hands rose.

The hair is divided into three strands, overlapping and weaving, like twisted flowers.

Although located behind him, there is no picture of a hairstyle in the mirror. But love could sense what had become of her hair. This hairstyle is the mother's hairstyle.

"Mother ......" looked at the appearance of the person in the mirror, combined with the braids behind him, love seemed to see his mother.

"Do"

Suddenly, Love felt something on her back.

"It's the head ...... of the daimyo" In an instant, Ai came back to his senses from his doubts.

He...... Let's go......