The pain of the night of genocide! A magatama instantly opens a kaleidoscope

The sky gradually began to turn red as a sunset glow appeared on the horizon. At this time, Hanane gradually opened her sleepy eyes.

She looked at herself and felt that she was not lying on the ground. She felt her body shaking and the warmth on her back. Kanon rubbed her head against the familiar smell on her back.

"Brother Itachi..."

"Hana, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else?"

"there is none left..."

Itachi noticed Kanon's awakening and spoke nervously.

After all, when he was returning home from get off work in the Anbu, he happened to see a group of people gathered in a circle. Itachi originally wanted to avoid the crowd and take a shortcut home.

As a result, I accidentally saw a girl with waist-length hair lying on the ground in the crowd.

Itachi was also very surprised by her light blue dress, because that dress was too familiar, it was exactly the dress of his own sister Uchiha Kanon.

So he came to the crowd with an expression of disbelief, looking at the black-haired girl lying on the ground, breathing evenly. Uchiha Itachi was sure that the girl in front of him was definitely his younger sister.

In any case, Uchiha Itachi was rational. He checked on his younger sister and found that she was just asleep. He breathed a sigh of relief, carried Kanon on his back and walked back to his home.

"Really? How could you fall asleep in a place like this..." Uchiha Itachi pretended to be angry and taught Kanon a lesson.

"I'm sorry... Itachi-kun..."

"Don't fall asleep outside next time!"

"knew..."

Kanon had forgotten the time because she was reading the Encyclopedia of Ninjutsu in her inner space. When she looked up now, she saw that the sun had indeed set and it was starting to get dark around her.

"It's over!" Hanane scratched her head and said with fear on her face.

"What's wrong, Kanon?" Seeing Kanon so nervous, even Uchiha Itachi became nervous.

"My mother told me to go back before the sun sets, but I haven't gone back yet. I might get scolded..."

Uchiha Itachi shook his head helplessly after hearing this: "Little sister, wait until we get back. Brother said he would meet you on the way back, and then let you accompany me for a while."

"Yeah! Itachi is the best to me!" Kanon lay on Itachi's back with peace of mind, thinking about the "Encyclopedia of Ninjutsu" in her mind.

Because in her mind, as long as she wants to learn the ninjutsu in the book, the book will emit light, and then Kanon will naturally know the principles of this ninjutsu. Then she just needs to practice to learn and master it.

So the first ninjutsu that Kanon learned was the C-level ninjutsu Wind Style: Wind Cutting Technique, which could turn the wind into a sharp blade, cutting through the enemy's flesh and bones in an instant and cutting things with the wind.

But Kanon's genius lies in her wild imagination. Her chakra is very scarce now and she still needs to practice, so in order to save chakra, she wants to use the wind blade technique on her fingers.

But I can’t try this idea today. I can only try it in a secluded place tomorrow.

As Kanon and Itachi arrived home, it was just as Itachi said that he covered for Kanon and concealed the fact that Kanon fainted on the roadside.

The next day.

Itachi went out early as usual, and then Sasuke went out to practice after dinner.

But today, Kanon is different. She is carrying her small bag and preparing to go out.

"Kane-chan, what are you going out for?" Mikoto asked Kanon, who was putting on her ninja boots at the entrance, while folding clothes.

"I want to practice too! And then catch up with Sasuke-nii!"

Obviously, Uchiha Mikoto was frightened by Kanon's words. Looking at Kanon who closed the door gently, she smiled with relief.

Kanon found a secluded place with its back against a cliff. There was no one here all year round, but it was very safe. She practiced C-level ninjutsu, Wind Style: Wind Cutting Jutsu Finger Version, here.

She used the method her father taught her to refine chakra, and gradually began to practice. There was a faint gathering of wind pressure in her index finger. This success made Kanon happy because she could feel the wind pressure on her fingers.

"The next step is release!" Hanane pointed to the trees ahead.

The wind blade in her hand flew out in an instant, and in a flash, it cut a hole in the tree, but along with it, a bunch of red blood spurted out from Hua Yin's index finger.

Hanane looked at the scratches on her hands, her heart tightened, and then she said with some regret:

"It's compressed so small, it will hurt your fingers..."

At this moment, she didn't care about the red blood flowing from her hands, but looked at the traces left by her ninjutsu.

Kanon looked at the scratches on the tree and nodded with satisfaction, then she continued to practice the Wind Style: Wind Cutting Technique.

But the training Kanon gave herself today was definitely more than that. She trained according to a set of training procedures customized for her in the "Encyclopedia of Ninjutsu".

First, he went to the river to wade in the water, then he went to climb trees, and finally he practiced body movements and shuriken techniques.

The day's training was hard, but Kanon endured it all. She gained a lot today because Kanon wanted to catch up with Sasuke and also wanted to practice shuriken with Itachi.

At this time, it was already noon, and the sun was hanging in the center of the sky. Kanon walked to the cliff, looking at the mountains in the distance and the streams below. She was in a good mood.

But people are more likely to get hungry when they are relaxed, and a growl sound came from Kanon's stomach.

"I'm hungry... let's go have a bowl of ramen!" Kanon muttered to herself, and walked towards the more prosperous neighborhoods of Konoha Village. It took her more than half an hour to finally arrive at the more prosperous streets in the village.

She heard that there was a particularly famous Ichiraku Ramen nearby, so Kanon decided to go look for it.

As a result, when she just passed by the mask shop, a loud noise attracted Hanane's attention, and she saw a young man with short golden hair and six whisker-like textures on his face.

At this time, he laughed loudly, ran past Hanane and knocked her down.

"Hey! Sorry." Uzumaki Naruto didn't even turn his head, just left an apology and rushed to the mask shop.

Hanane rubbed her little butt and stood up somewhat dissatisfied, but the next moment, she was stunned because the boy's eyes, like blue gems, attracted her.

The young man smiled expectantly. Kanon followed his gaze and saw the little boy with golden hair drooling over the fox mask hanging on the wall of the mask shop.

Kanon also noticed the way passers-by looked at Naruto, so she just stood there and listened for a while.

"Look, it's that kid, it's so disgusting!"

"I heard that it was because of him that the Fourth Hokage died. Do you know that?"

Looking at the looks around her, Kanon felt a little confused as to why everyone hated this boy.

But the cold eyes of passers-by made Hanane feel a sense of strangeness, a sense of strangeness towards this village. The boy in front of her was obviously just a child about the same age as her, so why did he have to suffer the cold eyes of everyone?

"You fox demon! Since you want it so much, just take it!" said the owner as he pulled the mask off the wall and threw it at Naruto roughly.

"Ah! It hurts..." Naruto groaned in pain.

"Stop hanging around in front of my store. Take your mask and get out of here!" the owner yelled.

Many people around saw this scene, and although they felt some sympathy in their hearts, they still chose to just watch.

Seeing this, Hanane became a little angry. She pointed at the people around her who were standing by and watching, and shouted, "What are you doing!"

"Why are you just watching? Didn't you see that he was being bullied by the adults?!" She was the first to rush forward and helped Naruto up.

Naruto was also a little surprised to hear this. He looked up at Kanon, feeling mixed emotions, but more of them was grievance.

He has never done anything wrong, and the pranks he did were just to make himself feel a little bit more alive! But the people around him always look at him coldly. Even if his heart is strong, it will collapse sooner or later.