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The endless silence was ended with a deep breath from Iruka. He didn't eat the noodles he wanted to eat. He stepped forward and grabbed the clothes of the two of them. Just as he was about to walk out, he was stopped by the old man.

"Guest, who are you from the two of them?" Shou Da asked with a smile.

Iruka scratched his head in embarrassment, then held the pouting heads of the two people with both hands and lowered his head to apologize, saying: "Boss, I am their teacher. The two students are ignorant and are fooling around here. Now, I’ll follow them and apologize to you.”

After asking about it, he relaxed and said with a smile: "Teacher, you are so conscientious. These two children didn't cause me any trouble. They just came here to eat noodles and forgot to bring money."

"Ah" Chitang and Naruto, who were silent, clearly felt Iruka's hand trembling, and then increased their strength.

Iruka raised his eyes and asked the boss: "Boss, how much did these two children eat?"

Teida said a number that made Iruka's face turn green, and the two brothers, Chido and Naruto, hid in the corner and shivered.

Iruka handed the money to the boss with trembling hands, tears streaming down his face. His dinner went from delicious ramen to cheap instant noodles.

"Sorry to bother you, boss." Iruka nodded expressionlessly and walked out of the ramen stall with the two bastards in hand.

"Welcome to come again next time." The boss's joyful voice came from behind again.

The streets were deserted.

Iruka's face sank vaguely into the night, and Chido and Naruto hugged each other tightly.

"You, don't come over"

"what"

After being taught a lesson, Akado was escorted home by Iruka, and wrote a book in front of his embarrassed father. However, he was talking about the troubles Akado had caused in school, and about the incident in the ramen shop just now. The matter was not mentioned at all.

After being pressed on the head to apologize for the second time, Chitang watched Iruka leave with Naruto, turned his head to look at his extremely disappointed father, lowered his head again and apologized: "I'm sorry, Father, I was wrong."

Kuroshima Mu stared at Chitang and asked: "Where did you go wrong?"

Chitang pursed his lips and replied: "I shouldn't be naughty and make trouble in school."

Hei Dao Mu shook his head and said, "Every boy has the right to make trouble. Your fault is not here."

Chitang thought for a while and replied: "I shouldn't form cliques in school and have fun with my classmates."

Kuroshima Mu shook his head again and said: "You should not apologize to me for these mistakes, but you should apologize to Mr. Iruka. If you can respect Mr. Iruka as much as you do to me and your mother, I will also I'm not so angry, but you don't have the freedom to do what you want in school. Although you always act like I'm wrong when you're being taught a lesson, in fact you are stubborn and unruly, repeating the teachings, and it's basically Don’t take Iruka seriously.”

Chitang's face turned pale, and his father's words were like a ruthless sword piercing his heart, shattering all the veils covering his heart.

As Mu Kuroshima said, Chido never regarded Iruka as his teacher in his heart. In his heart, the only people he can call mentors are those high-level ninjas who teach him ninjutsu, taijutsu, and illusion. Just like his mother, father, Kai, and grandfather in Chitang's heart, Iruka often He is like his friend and brother, so interacting with Iruka in school will become casual and comfortable.

Kuroshima Mu looked at Chitou's melancholy look, patted him on the shoulder hard, and said: "No matter what, as a father, I can still make your choice. If you recognize Iruka as a teacher in your heart, Then I hope you can respect him in school. If you still don't recognize Iruka, then I will discuss with your grandfather and let you take the graduation exam in advance."

After that, he turned around and walked towards the room.

"Teacher, I will not only teach you how to learn ninja knowledge, but also teach you the principles of life." Before closing the door, Kuroshima Mu said this specifically.

Chitang scratched his hair with a headache and collapsed on the sofa, staring blankly at the chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

Some scenes from the past and present flashed through my mind. There was the scene in the previous life of Teacher Xu bringing glutinous rice balls back to the study room. There was the scene of Teacher Iruka carrying the exhausted myself down the mountain. There was the scene of Kai standing on his back with his back and shouting to follow. The countless memories in the picture broke the last strength of Chitang's eyes, and tears dripped down the corners of his eyes on the sofa.

When the first picture flashed through Chitang's mind, he had already made up his mind. Relaxing, he wiped his tears and said with a smile: "Dad, please stop talking. Teachers not only bring knowledge and principles to students, but also give students warmth and give children courage."

It was approaching evening, outside the Uchiha station.

Konoha Anbu was quietly lurking in the woods outside the main gate. The chirping of crickets from time to time made the dark environment seem strange. The wind blew through the leaves and carried the smell of the forest into the distance. The cruel moonlight reflected the Uchiha gate. On the ground, the wailing sounds coming from the station from time to time are terrifying.

Kuroshima Yuma stood at the front of the ANBU team wearing a white robe and a mask, listening to the screams ahead with a sad expression. When her men saw the body of the first Uchiha clansman, she gathered her men as quickly as possible and sent a carrier pigeon to deliver the message to the third generation, but the reply she received was to stay put.

Kuroshima Yuma didn't know how long Konoha's top management had to think about making a simple decision. She only knew that after receiving the information that Uchiha was preparing for rebellion, the department held meetings overnight and prepared seven or eight sets of tools to suppress the rebellion and resolve the conflict. The method was well prepared, but now everything seems to have been overturned.

"Captain, Uchiha Sasuke, is coming this way." The subordinate responsible for monitoring the road between the village and the station appeared next to Yuma and reported.

"Ignore him, continue to hide." Kuroshima Yuma closed his eyes and made a difficult decision, and the group of people disappeared under the moonlight in the blink of an eye.

When Sasuke walked to the door, he found that the station was different from usual. It was quiet and there was no sound. After walking in, he found corpses everywhere in the camp. The confused Sasuke shook his head in disbelief, and then rushed towards his home.

Uchiha Itachi opened the door and stared at his parents kneeling in the room with his scarlet eyes.

"Father." The words came out with difficulty in his throat.

Uchiha Fugaku lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to kill each other with my son."

Hearing the sound of Itachi slashing his sword, Fugaku closed his eyes and sighed in his heart.

"I see, you stood by their side."

Looking at his parents who exposed his back to him, Itachi's face was filled with sadness and he murmured: "Dad, mom, me"

Uchiha Mikoto stared at the wall expressionlessly before interrupting Itachi's words.

"We understand Itachi."

"Itachi, finally promise me, and Sasuke will be entrusted to you." Fugaku opened his eyes and stared at the photo on the wall.

"I see."

Tears blurred Itachi's vision, and he raised the knife, but his hand was shaking uncontrollably.

"Don't be afraid that this is the path you decided for yourself. Compared with you, our pain lasts only a moment. Even if we have different ideas, I am still proud of you."

The father's firm tone in front of him made Itachi choke up, tears streaked across his face, and fell on the trembling hand holding the knife.

"You are such a kind child." came the father's gratifying words.

Uchiha Itachi clenched his teeth with tears in his eyes, lowered his head, and raised the butcher knife.

The sword slashed across the parents' bodies. Perhaps it was to prevent Itachi from suffering any more pain. The couple did not make any sound of pain, and lay straight on the cold floor, leaving only a lonely and painful figure shrouded in half of the moonlight. Weeping Itachi.