[Hokage] One tit for another

As Konoha's ninja training base, of course it is impossible for the school to only teach basic theory courses.After the first few days of teaching the basics, we finally got a chance to touch the cutting tools.

Every afternoon turned into a regular training class, where students fought against each other in pairs, or practiced throwing kunai shuriken.

I took a large number of shurikens and stood in front of the most remote wooden stake. The students couldn't wait to start practicing. The shuriken swished and made a ping-pong-pong sound on the stake.

But I couldn't get my spirits up. I could hit the stake so close with my eyes closed.On the contrary, the shuriken technique I practiced in the back mountain is always not smooth. Although I can hit the blind spot of the bullseye, I can't achieve 100% success, let alone use it as freely as Itachi.

The teacher who called us in the practice class was called Aramura, a fat ninja who seemed to have been Itachi's teacher.I was reminded when I entered school, and they always took special care of me.

Seeing me standing there still, he came over considerately and patiently explained the essentials of the movement: "Sasuke, throwing a shuriken is very simple..."

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

A few shurikens pierced through the air and pierced deeply into the wooden stake, with a speed so fast that there was a sharp wind sound.

Huang Cun was stuck in his throat halfway through speaking, he stared wide-eyed at the shurikens neatly lined up on the stakes, then looked at me in disbelief, opened his mouth wide open like a ghost and was speechless for a long time .

As for being so surprised?

I was a little depressed, and I could almost hear the sound of Huangcun's jaw dropping.Is the rumor that I'm an idiot really that pervasive?

I put down my hands and had to explain slowly: "My brother taught me."

Seems to have finally found a convincing reason, Huang Cun helped his dislocated jaw, pushed it back, and muttered to himself: "As expected of a child from the Uchiha family... that's right, Itachi's younger brother... "

Huangcun struggled alone for a while, regained his mentality, smiled at me, and encouraged me: "Sasuke, you are really good! Keep practicing..."

Finally, the deserted village no longer revolves around me like a hen guarding its cubs. Before, he seemed to be worried that I would hurt himself with a shuriken. Now he is relieved and will naturally go to see other children. After all, he can’t hit a wooden stake. There are many people there.

It is always better to have a practical class than a theory class.

Reluctantly, I stepped forward to pull out the shuriken that was deeply embedded in the stake, and suddenly felt a strange sound of wind, and I didn't even want to raise my hand to catch it.

A shuriken... and limp and powerless.

"Sasuke Sasuke! Are you alright?" Naruto yelled in a panic and rushed over, seeing that I caught it unharmed, he was relieved.But this tone seemed to take away all his patience. He grabbed his hair, jumped up frantically, and shouted, "Ah—damn it! Damn it! I can't make a shot no matter what! The sword flew around and almost hit you..."

Such a noisy role setting...

I looked at Naruto with black lines, and could only barely comfort him: "It will be better if you practice more."

"I practiced after school, but I never hit it!" Naruto complained.

"Not once?" I said incredulously.Naruto was indeed practicing hard, but I hit it after a few tries. After all, the distance was very close, and the marks left by the shuriken on the stake were only shallow.

Naruto seemed to have received a fatal blow, and shouted with a disheveled face: "It's just not once——"

A little headache.

Ever since I treated Naruto to lunch on the first day of school, I have lived a noisy and lively life.Naruto at school follows me all the time, and he has a lively personality, and he will make a lot of noise when he finds something novel. Before that, I never realized that there are so many things worth talking about in a day. things.

In fact, Naruto didn't deliberately stick to me like a pendant, but he only had one place on my side.He told me every little thing that happened in his life, also because these things can only be told to me, it seems that only when someone hears them, he is no longer wandering like a shadow, but a real existence here.

In fact, I know that every day when we go home from school and we part ways, Naruto will secretly follow behind me, but he doesn’t dare to follow me blatantly, because the villagers treat him very harshly, so he can only pretend to be from a distance. As casually, as if just wandering in the street.

It's like he wants to take me to eat Yile Ramen every afternoon, just to have more meaningful time.Once I got home, he was alone again, back in his empty cabin.No matter what you do, no matter where you are, a person's words...are actually the same, meaningless.

Perhaps for this reason, Naruto practiced very hard, but he had all the chakra and strength in his body, but he couldn't control it well, no matter how hard he trained, he couldn't show the effect.

Why bother with this guy?Probably... by the way.

"Sasuke, you were really good just now! You really deserve to be Sasuke!...I really am an idiot, damn it!" Naruto was still struggling with his surprisingly bad shuriken skills.

"It's useless for you to swing your whole arm like that..." I sighed, I couldn't look directly at Naruto's throwing movement of claws and claws. Obviously the teacher had taught the essentials of the movement, but he still threw his hand like a sword Riken...is he really an idiot?

I made a standard action in front of the stake: "Here, try it out." As I said that, I threw a shuriken, and it sank into the stake with a "buzz".

"Is that so..." Naruto had a bitter face, and followed me decently. After setting up the movements, he remembered that I said that the arm movements should not be too large, and the shuriken was stuck in his hand for a while and he couldn't throw it out for a long time.

It was like this at the beginning, you have to strictly correct your posture to throw the shuriken correctly, but after hundreds of times, thousands of times, or even tens of thousands of times of practice, you are familiar with every detail, and the shuriken is like A part of oneself is so familiar, so it can be easily shot without sticking to the form.

As I thought about it, I shot all the hidden weapons in my hand. The shuriken collided in mid-air and changed its trajectory. Instead of sticking in, it bounced off and scattered everywhere.

Again unsuccessful!

With a dark face, I let out a "tsk".But I know that I still don't have enough training. Going to school every day is like playing house, occupying my normal practice time.

After all, why did I come to elementary school? !

He had clearly made up his mind not to come, so why was he sent to the class in the end in a daze?

...Have you been fooled by Itachi again?

"Ha, a fool is a fool. I really don't know how you sneaked in with the cheek, aren't you the young master of the Uchiha family?" A voice suddenly sounded.

I was stunned for a moment before I realized that I was talking about me. Looking up, I saw a kid standing in front of me with his hands on his hips, his face full of disgust and disgust, and he looked very arrogant.

It turned out that once the teacher left, the little kids stopped training honestly and started looking for trouble.

This person looks familiar. He seems to have a good relationship with a child from the Uchiha family. He often comes to mock me, but this is the first time he is so close.

In the past, when they formed a group to show their presence, I was surrounded by Itachi or my parents, or else it was on the street, crowded with people, and they only dared to move their mouths.It seemed that this time he felt that he had found his chance.

——That’s exactly what I thought too.

The little boy glanced at the shuriken scattered on the ground, and snorted disdainfully: "You don't even know how to use a shuriken, why do idiots like you get into school!"

I didn't think so before, but when this guy stood in front of me, he was actually much taller than me!

My face instantly darkened, and I became even more upset.

"Damn it! What are you bastard talking about?!" Naruto obviously heard these words, he threw away the shuriken he was practicing, and rushed forward with a roar.

He looked really angry, his eyes were red, his teeth were gritted, and the beards on his cheeks looked a bit hideous: "Sasuke is much stronger than you!"

The little boy didn't care about the Naruto who rushed out. After all, Naruto was thinner than me. He pushed Naruto away without even thinking about it. He smiled maliciously as if he saw something interesting: "One is Fool, one is fatherless and motherless..."

I kicked him hard in the stomach.

Although I didn't use all my strength, my strength was not small. This tall and strong guy flew back a few meters, rolled in a circle in embarrassment, and then stopped.

The chirping sounds all around disappeared in an instant. Whether they were watching the excitement before or those who were concentrating on practicing and didn't know anything, they were all startled by the movement, looked over blankly, and walked back and forth between me and the guy who was kicked away. Glancing around, trying to figure out what happened.

Obviously, that guy was kicked away by me is beyond everyone's understanding.

The little kid was also dumbfounded. He got up from the ground, covered his stomach with one hand, retched constantly, and his face was pale.

A silence.

After all, they are just a group of innocent and ignorant elementary school students who can't even throw a shuriken, and probably haven't seen many fights... No, it was a one-sided beating.

I walked up to the guy and looked down at him with cold eyes.He flinched subconsciously.

"Is it funny?" I asked coldly.

It doesn't matter to a fool.A real fool would not understand his ridicule, and a fake fool would naturally not care about such meaningless things.He was able to persistently trouble me because he was influenced by the children from the Uchiha branch, and he wanted to find some strange sense of superiority in me, or maybe it was just for fun.

Children are like this, they can do whatever they want, without reason and without overthinking.

However, I had the opportunity to experience the feeling of having parents and relatives only after I lived a new life, but Naruto is no longer possible.

I kicked him on the shoulder and kicked him to the ground again. Seeing that he was trembling and unable to speak, I snorted coldly: "Scum."

Yes, he is afraid of me.

This group of people have provoked countless times before, and when I look at it, I will flinch.But as if unwilling to admit their timidity, the more they fought, the more courageous they became, and the more arrogant they acted.

"What are you doing?" Aramura-sensei suddenly appeared on the training ground, watching this scene in surprise, "Tsimaru? Sasuke?"

Iruka also appeared together. They looked at me and at the kid lying on the ground, as if they saw aliens invading the earth.However, the ninja's reaction speed was much faster than that of the little brats. They quickly stepped forward to pull me away, and then lifted the guy from the ground to check the injury.

There were fights as soon as they entered school, and the school immediately launched the nirvana of "please parents".

We were left behind after school, and the students went home in twos and threes. Iruka and Aramura looked at us with a headache and helplessness, while Naruto made a big noise at the side, repeatedly yelling, "That guy provoked first! Sasuke is not wrong !” and so on, stubbornly refusing to leave.

I was relieved, "Fool" was my gold medal of exoneration, but the second pill that was kicked away by the fool was thrown to my hometown in shame.What's more, Jimaru's injury was not serious.

I leaned aside as if it had nothing to do with me, thinking that the person who would come would be my father.I have a hundred ways to deal with the "majestic" patriarch, but that paper tiger dare not do anything to me.

But I didn't expect that the person who came was Itachi who had just finished the mission and still had blood on his body.

I felt a little restless for no reason, Itachi led me out of school and took my hand to go home.

Until I was walking on a remote path, I finally couldn't help twitching my hands--of course I didn't twitch, and I planned to say something.

But Itachi stopped first and looked at me.

I looked back silently.

"well done."

Itachi tapped my forehead and suddenly smiled.

The setting sun poured down like splashed ink, reflecting the sparkling lake.The breeze blew across the grass beach, causing ripples.There was a little tiredness in Itachi's eyes, he was dressed as a ninja, and the blood was still lingering all over his body, but he smiled softly, as if he wanted to blend in with the brilliant sunset.

"This is for you." Itachi handed me a small wind chime, very simple in shape, a small eagle made of clay is about to fly, with bells on the wings, and a string of tassels hanging below. When the wind blows, the tassels follow. The bells jingle and shake.

"Enrollment gift?" I took the wind chime and looked at the little eagle carefully. It looked so clumsy, and one couldn't help but wonder if it would fall from the sky in the next second.I couldn't help but twitched the corner of my mouth and sighed, "It's so ugly."

Itachi's expression became a little embarrassed.

I looked at Itachi in surprise, no way...he did it?

It's hard to imagine that the always talented Itachi could make such an ugly eagle.

"Pfft ha ha ha... did you do this?" I couldn't help laughing, and while waving the wind chime in my hand, I mocked Itachi unscrupulously, "I'm going back and hang it at the door, with a piece of paper on it that says ' Uchiha Itachi's masterpiece'!"

The fine wind chimes echoed under the sunset, and my exaggerated laughter was also mixed with it.

Itachi held my hand calmly and let me laugh wantonly.

"I want to call you brother." Itachi couldn't help correcting me.

"Hahaha... I've never seen such an ugly wind chime!" I pretended not to hear what Itachi said, and smiled to myself, "That eagle looks so silly..."

"That eagle is you." Itachi looked straight ahead without squinting.

"what?"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

……

"Uchiha Itachi, you bastard!!!!!!"

The author has something to say: What does Sasuke say, he was an orphan in his previous life, and it is possible that he really does not have such a thing as parents...

Although I can't spoil it, I still can't help but want to say that Sasuke is a tragedy. He actually knows a lot of things, but he doesn't want to admit it. He has been living a very sad life...so Itachi is really important to him.

Also, being stared into by Sasuke's eyes is a scary thing, it has something to do with his ability, and it does scare children to tears.

Finally, I'm going to go out for two days (really two days), so there may be two days without updates. Happy winter vacation everyone~