I became Uchiha Sasuke's younger brother

They kept digging up dead people, including civilians, ninjas, children, fathers, mothers and brothers.

A lot of ground was dug up for the commemorative monument, and the new soil stuck to the ground like a scar. The newly made tombstone was placed diagonally, and the rain continued to fall.

At the front are the fourth generation Hokage Namikaze Minato and Uzumaki Kushina, as well as the third generation's wife Biwako.

The photos above show their bright or gentle smiles, and their eyes are staring deeply at the place they have guarded their entire lives.

Hatake Kakashi stood here for a long time

His face was hidden under a dark mask, and his silver-white hair was wet from the rain.

His slender body was trembling slightly, his hands were clenched tightly, and the feeling of powerlessness that had lingered from that night filled him.

He looked at the man with blond hair and blue eyes in the photo in front of him

——Minato Namikaze

He is his teacher.

In order to let him feel the joy of the birth of a new life, let him follow the protective wife to always care and tolerate him.

But all this was ruined by Kyuubi.

on that night

When he was photographed like an ant

The teacher's blue eyes were still looking at him, apologetically.

He could do nothing about his death

It's like he's watching his father die

But there is nothing that can be done.

Behind me, I heard the miserable cry of a baby.

Hatake Kakashi closed his eyes, tilted his face up, and let the rain wash over his body.

Finally, when the baby's voice became hoarse from crying, he moved.

----

Uchiha Hayabusa yawned and lay down obediently, letting Itachi put on his clothes.

Next to him, Sasuke was looking around with his eyes open.

Hayabusa listened to the patter of rain outside and looked at Itachi's obviously more solemn aura, feeling a little confused.

Where are they going?

When Itachi carried them out, Mikoto's mother was already sitting in front of the table wearing a black formal dress.

Watching them come out, he smiled softly.

"Itachi, I have prepared milk powder for Hayabusa and Sasuke. Come and eat quickly."

"Good mother."

Itachi nodded at her, then put Hayabusa and Sasuke on the baby chair, letting them hold their bottles and drink.

Today Mikoto's mother made miso soup, tamagoyaki and tofu fish cakes.

Although it doesn’t quite suit Hayabusa’s taste, that doesn’t mean he’s not greedy!

Anyone who drinks milk for that long will want to eat.

Falcon bit his pacifier, stared at the rice, and drank.

"The falcon is very curious about what we eat."

Mikoto's mother couldn't help but smile when she saw the child's bitter and resentful expression.

Itachi also looked over, looking into Falcon's eyes with a smile on his face.

Falcon watched the piece of tamagoyaki being picked up by Itachi, his eyes seemed to be glued to it, slowly moved up, and then swayed in the air several times, his little head moving.

It wasn't until he heard a puff that he came back to his senses and looked at Mikoto's mother covering her mouth, as if the laugh was not from her.

Then he looked at Itachi next to him with the corners of his mouth raised.

Face suddenly turned red

"When I can run and jump, let's see if I don't eat your tamagoyaki."

But because he couldn't speak, in Itachi's ears was the child in front of him babbling something, looking at him with a red face and big grape eyes, as if he was looking at a bad person.

He coughed and said, "When the falcon grows up, I'll feed it to you, be good."

snort!

You can’t coax me anymore at this level!

Uchiha Hayabusa turned his head to the side and sucked hard.

Looking at the cheerful Sasuke sitting next to him, he couldn't help but poke his bulging face viciously.

Let your brother bully me!

Sasuke stopped drinking milk and looked at his brother in confusion.

Seeing him looking over blankly, Falcon instantly felt better.

As if he thought of something, Sasuke reluctantly pushed the breasts in his arms forward, shouting ah ah

"Here you drink, brother."

Uchiha Hayabusa didn't ask for the breast. Instead, she came close to him, hugging him closely and rubbing against it.

The smell on Sasuke's body was lighter, closer, wrapping around him like a cloud.

Hayabusa narrowed his eyes, watching Sasuke stretch out his arms and hug him back, giggling and rolling his eyes.

Mikoto's mother and Itachi were watching their brother Tie Tie with soft eyes.

Just when they were intimate

A figure appeared in front of the yard.

Kakashi, wearing a mask, lowered his head, walked in wetly, and stood in front of the corridor.

"Kakashi?"

Itachi looked at the visitor with some surprise.

Kakashi?

When Hayabusa heard this, he turned around with all his strength. He had an impression of this name. He seemed to be a wretched uncle who loved to be late and liked to read some bad books.

But what caught his eye was a person who was wet from the rain. He was still a teenager. His thin body was unnaturally stiff, and his silver-white hair was hanging on the forehead protector worn diagonally. There were drops of water dripping down the forehead protector and onto the ground.

Like a lost child.

As soon as Pu saw him, Falcon placed a label on him in his heart.

Well, his memory is not trustworthy at all.

Falcon sighed, troubled by his fragmented memory.

"Kakashi, have you eaten? Come and eat some. You have done a lot today." Uchiha Mikoto looked at Kakashi who was standing silently and said softly: "Itachi, go get a towel."

Just when Itachi was about to get up, Kakashi raised his head and said calmly: "Mrs. Mikoto, can I borrow some milk powder?"

Uchiha Mikoto's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she seemed to realize something, her eyes full of pity and worry

"Of course, I'll get it for you right now." Mikoto's mother stood up and walked quickly towards the house.

Beside the corridor, Kakashi stood upright, looking at the wet floor with a calm gaze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Rainwater flowed down behind him along the eaves

Itachi put down his chopsticks, picked up a new towel, walked to Kakashi, and handed the towel to him.

Kakashi lowered his head, looked at him, and shook his head at him

"No, thank you, Itachi."

They were in a stalemate for a while, and Itachi took the towel back.

Falcon looked at him from the side, a little confused as to why he wanted milk powder?

But there was no doubt that he didn't need a towel. On the contrary, he was quite understanding.

Since it's already wet, there's no need to waste time wiping it again.

Anyway, it will be done.

It was as if Kakashi noticed his long gaze, and when Hayabusa came to his senses, he met his eyes.

Falcon seemed to see an empty sky, full of cracks and lifelessness, as if it would crack with the next breath, and then the anger and despair inside would surge out. At that time, either he would destroy the world, or he would destroy the world. Self-destruction.

It was like the look in the eyes of someone he picked up in his previous life.

Ah, another person who pretends to be strong.

Falcon looked at him, then took the initiative to look away.

Itachi on the side seemed to notice their stares at each other.

He pointed at Hayabusa lying on the seat and said, "He is Hayabusa, and next to him is Sasuke, my brother."

Kakashi seemed to have lost the desire to speak. He just looked at him and nodded slowly, then looked back.

Itachi also fell silent. He understood Kakashi's identity, but he must have heard enough comforting words. He could only deal with this kind of thing on his own.

Therefore, the whole room became quiet again.

Hayabusa sat back again, hugged Sasuke and kept poking his fair cheeks. Sasuke was not angry, he just sat there obediently, and even touched Hayabusa's face in return.

Just when they were poking each other and playing

Mikoto's mother came over with a big bag.

"Kakashi, here are some milk powder and some children's clothes, as well as the notes I made before. You," she paused, as if sighing, "thank you for your hard work."

Kakashi took the bag and bowed to Mikoto

"Thank you, I'm leaving first, excuse me."

From the corner of his eye, he saw Kakashi quickly heading outside, and Hayabusa felt that the stagnant air in the room was finally flowing.

Mikoto stared at the place where he disappeared from a distance, stretched out her hand to touch Itachi's head, and murmured: "Naruto."

----

after breakfast

The non-stop rain slowly stopped

But the heavy sky still didn't feel like it was clearing up.

Hayabusa was held by Mikoto, and Sasuke was held by Itachi, and they walked outside.

Falcon seldom goes out, so he has very few impressions of the outside world.

But at least in his impression, Konoha's roads were not full of potholes, and Konoha's houses were at least complete.

Mikoto held him across the horizontal wood with steady movements.

Falcon looked at the people around him, all dressed in neat black clothes, all walking in the same direction.

The atmosphere is very silent and depressing

They came to a stand with the Hokage logo on it, and on it were pictures of Namikaze Minato, Kushina, and several strangers.

Falcon didn't recognize them.

He leaned into Mikoto's warm embrace and looked around.

It was the first time he saw so many people

Then he saw his father, Uchiha Fugaku, standing in front of him - it seemed that he came earlier.

Diagonally in front of him, in the middle is an old-looking man wearing a Sandaime hat. Next to him is a man with a bandage on his head, and a man and a woman.

These should be the top brass of Konoha.

Falcon's eyes wandered around them

Are they just at odds with the Uchiha?

No, there must be other reasons. A leader would not be so unwise to have a problem with a powerful family.

what is the reason?

Hayabusa's head was constantly analyzing, and then his head was pressed down by Mikoto's mother.

In the black cemetery, the atmosphere was solemn and solemn. Everyone closed their eyes and lowered their heads.

A low and sad voice sounded and reached everyone's ears.

[Including Yondaime Namikaze Minato and his wife, many people have lost their lives. The specific cause of the incident is not yet clear. We will conduct further investigation]

[However, for now, we still mourn the death of our companion. 】

[They used their lives to protect the entire Konoha Village and the future of Konoha Village]

[The inheritance of the Will of Fire will never be extinguished under their inheritance. 】

Uchiha Itachi turned slightly sideways and glanced at the subdued Hayabusa and the swaddled baby in the distance. He looked at his golden hair and closed eyes and hugged Sasuke tightly in his arms.

【Life will be born——】

look up

Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki smiled tenderly in front of them

【Life will die——】

His expression was rarely confused.

Hayabusa broke away from Mikoto's mother's hand, and while he was pouting, he caught his eye with a person on the edge in front of him.

Long black hair, pale and bluish face, golden eyes, and purple eye shadow along the nose to both eyes.

The whole person is like a synonym for darkness.

Falcon looked at him, watching as he gradually raised the corners of his mouth, and his sharp white teeth were looming. The golden eyes with vertical pupils narrowed, showing undisguised excitement.

Hayabusa was inexplicably silent for a moment, curled his lips, and remained indifferent to his interested expression. He rubbed Mikoto's mother's hand again with an expressionless expression.

He disliked him as if he were seeing a wet mollusk.

It's shuddering.