Konoha's brother is very good

Chapter 10 Although he is Long Aotian

Sasuke who misunderstood something again:

Sure enough, my brother is Long Aotian.

Absolute protagonist.

That bulging windmill is actually the evolution form of the legendary Sharingan Sangouyu, the kaleidoscope mode! !

Look at this talent, the strongest ninja in the legend, one of the two masters of the ninja world, Uchiha Madara is not as old as my brother!

Eight-year-old kaleidoscope, who will believe it?

……

So should I pester him to hang out with me?

……

Eight-year-old Long Aotian is also a child, proper relaxation is necessary, um, absolutely necessary!
. . . . . . .

Itachi was assigned by his father and three generations to accompany his younger brother:

I can finally have fun with my brother, Kai Xun!
Um?Task?

……

Do I have an assignment today?
----segmentation----

"Three generations of adults!"

Itachi Uchiha knelt down on one knee excitedly, Konoha's child has no purpose not to worship and yearn for the third generation.

The three generations are highly respected, because he is wise and powerful, leading Konoha to win the second Ninja World War and even the third Ninja World War, and won peace for Konoha time and time again.

The authority of the three generations is very powerful, because he is the Hokage who has been in office for the longest time, from youth to middle age to old age.

The third generation is kind and approachable, and spends time every year giving speeches at the ninja school, actively practicing the will of fire, and burning himself for Konoha.

Everyone trusts him.

Children from Uchiha are no exception, even if that person is Uchiha Itachi, the heir that Fugaku has high hopes for.

But can the bright and stalwart Third Generation bear this kind of trust?
not necessarily.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi tapped the bong in his hand, and closed the bits and pieces about Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto that Anbe presented.

Sasuke is a good boy, but Uchiha is not necessarily good.

"Itachi, you're here."

That's why people need to monitor.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi greeted Itachi with a smile, and mentioned that Sasuke had recently gotten close to Naruto.

This made Itachi a little nervous, Hokage-sama wouldn't think that Uchiha had ulterior motives, would he?

Hiruzaru Sarutobi definitely felt so.

But how could the kind and kind Hokage say such bad things?

Besides, this child is a genius of Uchiha, and his thinking is also inclined to Konoha, it is too late to win over, how can he push it out?
If you want to say that, let Danzo come.

"Take a day off and rest well,"

"Go back and be with Sasuke. It's been a long time since you two had a good talk together, right?"

On the other side, Uchiha Mansion.

Sasuke looked at Mikoto holding a shuriken and peeling apples in a fancy way, wishing he could turn into an emotional applause machine and give his mother a 360-degree enthusiastic encouragement without dead ends.

Reluctantly, his hands hurt when he patted, so he could only express his infinite admiration for his mother with his small mouth.

"Wow, mom, what kind of fairy hand is this!"

"The apples are so beautifully peeled, my mother is amazing!!"

Meiqin was praised by Sasuke for being so eloquent, she picked up one apple after another and showed Sasuke how to cut apples in N ways.

Holding the slash in a regular manner, throwing the slash with a slanted sword, and turning the slash differently...

When she couldn't even touch an apple, she finally realized that all the apples she bought had been peeled without knowing it.

You know, this fruit is enough for the whole family to eat for a week...

Sasuke missed me!

Mikoto stared at Sasuke, if Sasuke hadn't kept saying that mother is amazing, mother is the best, how could she peel so many apples?

And Sasuke blinked his eyes, picked up an apple and stuffed it into his mouth, showing an absolutely healing and lovely smile.

"The apples my mother peeled are delicious!"

Don't blame me, don't blame me, it's my mother who cut too much!

"..."

So Meiqin could only cover her face and sigh.

Woohoo, my son is so cute, so cute!

Just turning her head to face the pile of apples, Meiqin felt worried, what should she do now, she can't eat apples as a meal, can she?

On one side, Mikoto was worried about the mountains of apples, and on the other side, Fuyue was also worried about Itachi.

"Three generations of Hokage really said that? You repeat his words for me to hear."

"Yes. Father."

Itachi nodded and repeated Hokage's order again.

"Hokage-sama said, go back and be with Sasuke. It's been a long time since you two had a good talk together, right?"

Fuyue: (_)→(-ι_-)
Take a look, take a look, I just said that this old bastard has no good intentions!
Does he want Itachi to accompany Sasuke? !
It clearly said: Lock up your bastard, Jinchuriki belongs to Konoha, and has nothing to do with you Uchiha!
Fu Yue was so angry that he almost dropped the tea set on the ground, but his remaining rationality made him give up this move.

His pocket money has been used to buy toys for Sasuke, so he can save some money this month, and save money for the tea set if he can.

If you can't smash things to vent your anger, you can only sulk.

Fu Yue kept a straight face, and the air pressure dropped visibly to the naked eye.

"Don't let Sasuke go to Naruto again, now Uchiha is not suitable for contacting such a dangerous person."

"Yes, father."

Itachi paused, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but he was only eight years old, and he hadn't experienced too many things, so he missed an important detail ignorantly.

Why did Fugaku tell Itachi not to approach Jinchuriki after that sentence?

Fu Yue patted his elder son who was always mature and steady.

"Also, spend good time with Sasuke tomorrow."

"Ok!"

Itachi nodded without hesitation, and moved much faster than before.

Uchiha Itachi is really happy to be able to play with Sasuke for a day.

May I ask which younger brother in the world would think that he and his younger brother stayed together for too long?

　My friend opened the introduction to this book and placed it on the table.

　　Me: what are you doing?
　　Her: Wait for an update.

　　Me: ∑(￣□￣;)
　　Shouldn't I tell her that I write novels, and even if I did, I shouldn't tell her the title of the book...

　　Otherwise, I wouldn't have such a face-to-face reader...

　　Don't ask, I regret it if I ask (*)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)