Naruto: Rebirth Itachi Uchiha

"Hey, this is..."

A ferret walking along the river, looking for something to eat.

A figure appeared in Itachi's eyes.

What surprised Itachi was the clan crest on the young man's robe, and that hairstyle...

"Who?"

Itachi's soft muttering caught the boy's attention, with a bit of vigilance, and a bit of invincibility turned around to look in Itachi's direction.

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"What a contradictory individual..."

Two diametrically opposite temperaments appeared on the young Madara, and Itachi didn't find it strange.

"The rats report their names!"

Itachi muttered again, Madara's remaining patience quietly disappeared, his eyebrows were cold and his tone was cold.

When Itachi appeared on the battlefield, there was no time to pay attention to other things in the spotlight column, so he didn't have any impression of Itachi.

From his point of view, a teenager who looks a little older than him, or the same age, is there any threat.

At his age, he was invincible!

This is the confidence exuded from the bones.

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Itachi looked at the three-god jade spinning in Madara's eyes, and the domineering demeanor, and was slightly absent-minded.

Some things may be innate.

"the you now……"

Itachi's words stayed where they were.

When it reappeared, it was already in front of Madara.

The index finger and middle finger folded together and touched Madara's forehead.

Looking at Madara's constricted pupils and the sluggish Sharingan, Itachi shook his head.

Now Madara is really just a boy.

This made him feel a little bored and lonely...

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Although he knows a lot, and has a clear plan for the future.

Madara has always been an imaginary enemy in his mind.

But the current opponent is still so weak, which makes him more or less boring.

Unknowingly, he wanted to find an opponent, someone who could grow up with him, or put pressure on him...

Now, he doesn't know when he started, and what he does is not difficult...

So, he felt a bit lonely as an expert...

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A drop of cold sweat emerged from Madara's forehead, slowly sliding down.

Although Madara's expression is very calm, but his heart is not calm...

Even if his mind is far superior to that of ordinary people, he is just a young man...

"Why don't you talk..."

Itachi took a few steps towards Madara.

As they approached, the height gap emerged.

Itachi was almost half a head taller than Madara.

……

Itachi's eyes are complicated, and Madara can't understand them.

But he saw a bit of disappointment in Itachi's eyes, as if he was saying why you are so weak...

This undoubtedly made Madara feel a great humiliation.

This unreasonable guess made Madara's heart very complicated and depressed.

But the sharpness on the opponent's fingers prevented him from moving.

Because if he is not careful, it is very likely that he will say goodbye to the Warring States...

"Are you afraid?"

Itachi's expression was indifferent, and his tone was cold. The scorching sun in June could not relieve the coldness in Madara's heart at all.

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"Heh, kill or cut as you like, don't humiliate me."

Finally, Madara put aside the entanglement of life and death in her heart, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said flatly, her eyes froze.

Faintly confronts Itachi tit for tat.

Maybe when he meets other people, he will think about how to fight back, but Itachi feels like a mountain to him, which he cannot overcome.

"Be my little brother! If you don't, I'll beat you to death."

Seeing Madara's expression of looking death at home, Itachi smiled slightly, and the coldness on his face melted away.

The sharpness on the fingers reveals.

It seems that as long as Madara says no, it will penetrate Madara's head.

……

"..."

"Can I say no?"

Seeing this man with a smile on his face and a murderous chakra riot in front of him, Madara felt unspeakable in his heart.

Crazy...

All he wanted to do now was to sneak into the Thousand Hands Clan and see Zhu Jian's injuries, why would he meet such a person.

Hearing Madara's answer, Itachi raised the corners of his mouth, shook his head slightly, and his eyes became sharper.

Seeing Itachi's expression, Madara fell silent...

If there is hope to live, he does not want to die...

He hasn't pacified the Warring States yet...

But in the way of being someone else's younger brother, he was struggling to survive, which made it really difficult for him to speak.

Proud of him, if he accepts this condition, it will undoubtedly make him feel worse than death.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

The gentle breeze blows their robes and bangs.

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"To be my younger brother, you just need to call me big brother, and I will help you become stronger. You just need to be my opponent when you become stronger. It will make me happy."

It seemed that he was a little tired from lifting his hands, and Itachi put down his hands lightly.

He turned around and said.

He is not yet invincible, but he has already begun to selectively train his opponents...

Madara breathed a sigh of relief as the finger moved away between the eyebrows.

Afterwards, my heart was full of doubts.

This guy is crazy...

What Madara doesn't know is how much he longs for a decent opponent to dance with in the future...

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Itachi stood there for a moment, Madara didn't attack or speak, which made Itachi slightly shake his head.

Lifting his feet lightly, he walked away.

He was just trying Madara's capabilities, and his bad taste dictated it.

How could he kill the Madara that didn't grow up?

Seeing Itachi's figure, about to leave his sight, Madara bit her lip lightly, thinking about Itachi's words.

He agrees with Itachi's strength, so he can listen to Itachi's words.

Now he is very eager for strength, and he doesn't want people he cares about to go deep into danger in order to save himself.

Although the person in front of him is a little nervous, his strength seems to be nothing to speak of.

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"Big brother!"

Just when the figure of Itachi was about to enter the woods.

Madara shouted with firm eyes.

The proud head was lowered, staring blankly at the ground.

After shouting, he regretted a little, and felt that he was a little sloppy.

I'm a little embarrassed...

He felt that this man was poisonous, and he fell into it unconsciously...

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