"You still can't understand that feeling." Belaque said to Uchiha Madara, "For example, at my age—yes, I really am quite old—but if everyone who saw me called me 'big sister,' I'd be very happy."
"But if everyone called me 'little friend' or 'kid,' wouldn't that mean they had no respect for the elderly at all? That would be terribly rude." Belaque said to Uchiha Madara.
"I'm sorry, but I really can't understand how you feel right now at all." Uchiha Madara said with a smile.
"I'm at a perfectly normal age anyway. And what does it matter how other people address me?" Uchiha Madara continued.
"How could it not matter? When I call you Little Madara, I can clearly see that your expression changes." Belaque looked at Uchiha Madara. "Do you dare say you don't mind at all?"
"I do have a slight issue with that form of address, but it isn't because of 'Little Madara' itself. It's because of the deliberate way you say it. You're obviously doing it on purpose." Uchiha Madara said helplessly.
"I'm not doing it on purpose at all. Besides, considering the gap between our ages, there'd be nothing wrong with me calling you Little Little Madara." Belaque said.
"..." Uchiha Madara was speechless after hearing Belaque's words. "Fine, do whatever you want. Once we reach Winterfort, we'll be going our separate ways. Call me whatever you like—there won't be much time left anyway."
"It's not as simple as you think. Even though we have different goals now, we still need to look out for each other after we reach Winterfort. I was even thinking that we could return together, yet you're already planning to ditch me once we get there. Sure enough, men all over the world are exactly the same." Belaque said.
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