Madara, let's change the world together!

But he wasn't smart enough to think of it.

Therefore, when he realized that Black Zetsu was likely to kill him, he instead thought of taking advantage of the situation and making a clever move.

That's incredibly stupid.

"mom!"

"No more!"

"It will never happen again!"

Kiyoshi Gen shouted while keeping his head down and hands raised.

"I promise I will never let you worry again!"

"Please hit me!"

"If this makes you feel any better."

Miki shook her head, crying, and threw the ruler in her hand into the corner.

"Xiao Yuan, waaaaah!"

Kiyoshi felt a pair of arms embrace his head, and a wet cheek pressed against his forehead.

"Mom really loves you so much."

Miki's eyes were red as she held her son's head and cried, pouring out her heart.

"You've been smart since you were little."

"They learn everything without being taught."

"He said he wanted to change the world when he was four years old, and he even built a caravan through his father's connections."

“Those people who say you’re too young are probably just playing around, but Mom knows you’re the most amazing person in the world.”

"In just five years, you have expanded your caravan far beyond your mother's imagination and made many friends."

Kiyoi Megumi and the others were also listening; they were among the first group of war orphans taken in by Kiyoi Gen.

"Furthermore, you even inherited this territory from your father and established Churi Village."

Miki sobbed, holding her son's head in her left arm and wiping away tears with her right.

"Your mother didn't know at first because she wasn't with you in the caravan."

"When I got here, I realized that you work almost non-stop and don't care about your health at all."

"It really breaks my heart to see you like this, it really breaks my heart."

"Ideals are nothing compared to health!!!"

Kiyoshi Gen remained silent, his eyes already moist.

He slowly sat up and hugged his mother back.

This intense, unadulterated love pierced straight into Kiyoshi Gen's heart.

Even in his second life, how could he not be moved by such tender maternal love?

Even if Mom is just a geisha, even if she's clumsy and doesn't know many things, so what?!

This is his mother!

His beloved mother!

No one can replace him!!!

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Kiyoshi Gen seemed to see his mother, after his death, spending the whole night in tears.

Ten years, almost ten years, how has my mother managed to get through it all?

Thinking about this, my heart ached more and more, and I increasingly blamed myself for making that plan!

unified?

That was just his ideal, his ambition.

Nowhere is more important than family!!!

"明明明明"

Miki was sobbing, and her speech was becoming increasingly incoherent.

"You were so young! Even if there weren't many people who could do your job, you shouldn't have been working all night!"

"He even sneaked out while his mother was asleep."

"How can I let you sleep alone like this?!"

Kiyoshi's eyes were red, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

“You didn’t have a wife yet, and you didn’t have anyone who loved you like your mother did.”

"Maybe she will in the future, but will she love you like your mother does?"

"If she weren't so observant, wouldn't she notice that you haven't eaten? Wouldn't she notice that you haven't rested? Wouldn't she notice that you need a hug?"

"When will you ever change your attitude of not taking care of yourself?"

Miki wiped her eyes, sobbing.

Her wet right hand cupped Kiyoi Gen's face.

Their eyes, red from crying, met, their pupils glistening.

"A year or two has passed."

"You repelled the bandits, developed this place with the help of caravans, and even hired ninjas to build it."

"Gradually, the village grew bigger and bigger, and everyone trusted you. Even though you were only twelve years old, they regarded you as a worthy master."

"I thought you should know to take a break."

"but"

Miki cupped her son's face in her hands and gently wiped away his tears with her fingers.

"You still work with the same relentless dedication."

“If I don’t lose my temper, you won’t get down from your desk at all.”

"You even frequently go out to inspect the villagers' work and guide them on how to do it."

"It takes a very long time before I can drink water or eat anything."

"You always deliberately avoid me so as not to worry me."

"If Xiaohui and Xiaoai hadn't secretly followed you, I wouldn't have known."

Soft hands gently cupped Kiyoi Gen's face in their hands.

Miki looked at him as if she were examining which parts were wrinkled, which parts were rough, and which parts made her son look older.

From childhood to adulthood, Miki remembers what Kiyoi Gen looked like at each of his different ages.

Infant, young child, child, teenager, youth

The extremely high intensity of the work that would normally leave a mark on most people did not leave any trace on Qingjingyuan's face.

"Later on."

"Xiao Hui and the others really couldn't stand it anymore, and our whole family had to persuade you to let them go and help."

Miki's voice was no longer tearful, but filled with relief.

"Xiao Hui is smart, so she'll help you with government affairs."

"Xiao Ai is good at dealing with people, so she can help you understand all the big and small things in the village."

"Xiaochun, Xiaoxia, Xiaoqiu, and Xiaodong are all very thoughtful."

"They will be responsible for our family's food, clothing, and daily necessities, and will also help manage this mansion of a famous master."

Miki's smile grew more and more pronounced.

"Mom, I'm really happy that our family supports each other like this."

"It's just that Mom is too stupid, and she's only a burden to you all."

No! Absolutely not!

Kiyoshi shouted loudly.

"Mom, you've always supported me silently. If it weren't for you, I definitely wouldn't have been able to persevere so easily!"

"No one in our family can be missing!!!"

A loud voice echoed throughout the room.

Miki looked at her son with joy, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.

"Xiao Yuan".

"Then promise Mom, promise all of us, that you will take good care of yourself from now on."

She opened her arms wide and hugged Kiyoshi Gen tightly.

The soft chest accepted Kiyoi Gen without reservation.

At this moment, Kiyoshi Gen had no other thoughts in his mind; he was simply greedily enjoying his mother's affection.

"mother"

"Don't worry! I won't let you worry anymore."

A somewhat muffled sound resounded in Miki's chest.

"Um"

Miki smiled tenderly, her motherly love, as she stroked her son's hair.

"Mom will always love you."

"Mom, I will always love you too."