Konoha: At the beginning of the game, she fooled Itachi in women's clothing (Konoha: I fooled I

"I... hi..."

Time, at this moment, seems to be extraordinarily long.

Itachi faintly felt that this was not only a psychological effect, but also a feeling that it was actually acting on the body.

In fact, he didn't feel wrong, this is the power called [Inherent Temporal Control].

Time, stop for me! ! !

The old driver who was known as "never overturn" faced someone and yelled in his heart.

It's a pity that no matter how much time is accelerated and decelerated by the inherent time control, the time pause of "smashing Varudo" cannot be achieved.

All he could do was procrastinate.

With every breath, the stock of magic power in the body will drop sharply by a few points. Uchiha's perception is stretched to the limit, and he wants to find a chance for himself to break the game perfectly.

Given the height difference between Itachi and him now, he only needs to bend down a little to get under the opponent's arm, but if he really does this, the future intimacy benefits will definitely be greatly reduced.

If you want to have the explosive income of today's level, you can only rely on dreams.

"Sure enough, the only way left is to decline..."

Unable to think of any other way, he finally sorted out his expressions and organized his words.

He wants to solve this emergency without hurting Itachi's fragile heart as much as possible!

I don't understand, itachi is fine, why did you come to this all of a sudden.

The explosive intimacy benefits he provided alone are fragrant, but it is impossible for someone to give up the vast grassland for a sheep.

The moment he untied [Inherent Temporal Control], the affectionate Itachi slowly spit out the third word.

"joyous……"

He felt that his state just now seemed to be a little bit wrong.

However, at the moment, he no longer has the heart to care about these side details.

The moment the last word was about to be blurted out, the brown-haired figure dressed in Anbe landed on the other side of the terrace, the eyes under the mask were far less dull than his tone:

"Captain Itachi, Sandai-sama, please go to the Hokage Building, he has something very urgent to ask you."

As if he had found a savior, a small head popped out of Itachi's shoulder.

Standing on tiptoe, Uchiha Lin tried his best not to let the joy of being rescued emerge on his face, his small face was full of doubts.

Hiruzen Sarutobi, who peeked at this scene through the crystal ball, nodded in satisfaction, leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and meditated.

Yamato's efficiency is pretty good.

If he arrives a little later, his plans for Konoha's development may be greatly affected.

Today's young people, when it comes to love, it is easy to ignore everything.

He can't let Itachi turn Rin into a little girl with love in her head.

At least, not until Rin is taught by him.

Anyone can fall in love early, but the future of my own family is not allowed!

She is still young, not even an adult, what kind of love is she talking about, learning the way of Hokage hard, and working hard is the right way!

Anticipating that this scene might happen, he asked Yamato to rush to the direction of the terrace in advance, and he had to arrive before the confession was successful.

Of course, it is impossible to tell Yamato of those thoughts in his heart.

Besides, he did have a very important matter that he planned to tell Itachi.

The picture on the crystal ball is still going on.

The last word 'you' was interrupted by Yamato, stuck in Itachi's throat, unable to say it abruptly.

Being able to confess to this point all depends on the strength of one effort, and as soon as you stop, the original burst of courage begins to decline at an extremely fast speed.

He didn't even dare to lower his head, even if he had to observe Rin's expression for a while, he couldn't do it.

What the hell was he talking about just now!

Why did he suddenly seem like a different person?

Countless thoughts sprang up from his mind, if there was a hole in front of him, he would slip right into it without saying a word!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

Itachi's sense of shame erupted completely.

Feeling that his whole body seemed to be under the spotlight, and his every move was being watched from all directions, Itachi took a few steps back, exuding a trace of seriousness.

Although he wanted to run away, years of training allowed him to maintain his superficial composure in the face of great shame.

"Senior Yamato, is there any emergency?"

"When you meet the three generations of adults, it will be clear."

Through the mask, Yamato's eyes were deep, and his eyes were mixed with emotions that were difficult to express. He looked at the girl huddled in the corner of the terrace, and his tone was neither friendly nor cold.

To be honest, he didn't expect that when he came, he would encounter such an explosive scene.

Originally, he could wait for the confession to end and reappear, but for some reason, just thinking about it like that made his heart feel as uncomfortable as if he couldn't breathe.

Staring at the haunted figure, his self-deprecating smile was covered by a mask.

With that kind of thought in mind, no matter who it is, when faced with the scene in front of them, I am afraid that they will not be able to take it lightly.

However, besides watching helplessly, what should he do, what else can he do?

Although he didn't know which direction the outcome of this matter would develop, and whether Rin would agree with Itachi's confession, his inner torment prompted him to interrupt the ambiguous atmosphere.

Concealedly sweeping his eyes towards the girl, he wanted to see the expression on her cheek clearly, and wanted to know her true inner thoughts.

He wanted to know that when he suddenly appeared here and interrupted Itachi's confession, would Rin be surprised, confused, or dissatisfied and disgusted?

Unfortunately, his question was not answered.

The long and smooth hair poured down, Rin lowered his head, his lips were slightly pursed, and he remained silent.

She couldn't see the look on his face clearly, she seemed shy, and she didn't dare to look up into his eyes, she seemed so restless and hesitant.

Not far from Rin, Itachi seemed to be in a calm state, but it wasn't much better. It was almost visible to the naked eye that he was cramped and restrained.

His hands were restlessly placed by his side, occasionally raised, as if he wanted to express something, but in the end, when no one noticed, he quietly dropped them.

Those dark eyes stared at Rin all the time, his lips were slightly parted, but he never had the courage to speak.

"Since Mr. Ri Zhan has something to look for You, Mr. Itachi, then hurry up, it's not good if you delay the big event."

After a long time, it was Rin who spoke first, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

Hearing this, Itachi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly.

"Then, Rin, I'll go first, see you next time."

Nodding towards Yamato, Uchiha Itachi took a last deep look at the girl in front of him, and turned around leaving a back that seemed somewhat lonely.

A deep sense of loss lingered in his heart, and he had actually been looking forward to it. Rin's reply was another sentence.

Unfortunately, he had been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally...

He missed this great opportunity.