[Hokage] One tit for another

Being provoked by a little boy named Tsukimaru is just the beginning of campus life.

After school the next day, I encountered a second wave of bored kids at the training ground behind the school.The leader is the child from the Uchiha branch, Uchiha Kazuno, who is slightly older than me and has good strength. No wonder he can gather a group of little kids around him.

It's different from kicking in class, this time it's a crowd fight, it's obviously more serious than one level, fortunately I'll find an excuse to send Naruto away first. ——That's why I like Naruto, I'm so short.

Little kids always have a lot of energy to use, and they obviously find it very interesting to fight and threaten each other at school, and constantly gain a sense of presence.I think, if they are willing to spend their time in forming cliques and cultivating, they will probably not just be kings and hegemons in primary school with a bunch of kids who don't know whether they will graduate or not.

Uchiha Kazuno was still as long-winded as ever, he led his younger brother around me, and said a lot of things triumphantly, with the jealousy of "why isn't he the master's child, why isn't Itachi his brother".In fact, it is better for him to find Itachi as his brother than me, at least I will not kill his whole family.He spoke too fast and too much, and his tone was slurred. I didn't bother to listen, so I punched him with my fist.

I have a lot of experience fighting with bad kids, after all, I used to be known as the number one problem child.

Just grab the leader and beat him hard, no need to use ninjutsu and shuriken that look very powerful.I kicked the younger brothers away, then pressed Kazuno on the ground and hammered him left and right until his nose was bruised and his face was bruised and his nose was bleeding.The brats scattered, and I knocked out one of Kazuno's front teeth with my last punch, then stood up and left calmly.

...I was caught by Itachi who came to pick me up.

Itachi didn't say anything about my fight, just went home and silently helped me with the medicine. ——My arm was burned by Kazuno's fire, and it was all red.

In the next few days, Itachi taught me several ancestral fire escape techniques of the Uchiha family.

This incident ended quietly like this, and the bear children did not dare to let their parents and teachers know, so they could only suffer secretly.The children from the Uchiha family no longer dare to form a group to mock me in person, and Kazuno no longer dangles in front of my eyes. When I see him occasionally, he keeps his face sullen and his mouth tightly shut. Maybe the loss of his front teeth was a big blow to him. big.

And my force value, which is opposite to IQ, also caused everyone to rest.Konoha's evaluation of me changed from "It's a pity I'm a fool" "I didn't expect the Uchiha family to be an idiot" to "Even a fool is worthy of being a member of the Uchiha family" "This is what you gain and what you lose, right? God actually compensated him for such a talent."

Human beings are such a stubborn and blind species, who only believe what they want to believe, and are bound by appearances.Maybe the rumor of "idiot" is too deep-rooted. They would rather believe that I am a "gifted idiot" than eliminate prejudice and find that I am normal.

Itachi successfully joined Anbe and became more and more busy.

I clearly noticed that the look in his eyes was getting cold and heavy, but my father was immersed in his own joy and pride, and he only wanted Itachi to achieve greater glory.

I felt a little powerless, as if watching a train roaring and running, and the abyss was in front of me, and there was no other way but to let the train slide into the abyss along the established track.No one can stop it, even the people on the train still enjoy the peace and know nothing.

The weather was getting hotter, and the clan's regular meeting, which was originally once a month, was held every now and then. My father stayed in the clan all day, as if there were countless things to discuss.Even mothers stay late at meetings. ——She was a good ninja a long time ago, but after becoming a mother, she has rarely been involved in affairs anymore.

When it came to Itachi's birthday, no one seemed to notice that it was a special day.My family celebrates my birthday grandly, but Itachi’s birthday is treated very casually, especially in recent years, there are no parties or gifts.And Itachi himself doesn't care.

Maybe, in the eyes of my family, I am still a child, but Itachi is a character who can stand on his own.And only kids need a sweet birthday cake.

But Itachi is obviously just a child, but because of the distorted ninja concept and system, everyone ignores this fact, and only blindly places countless burdens on his shoulders.

After school as usual, I wandered home with a piece of cake and a few strings of three-color balls. There was no one at home, only a note from my mother and a table of steaming meals.

I figured it out, Itachi should have returned from a mission, but I didn't see him.

Anbu is like a group of hard-working dogs raised by Hokage. Originally, ninjas still have fixed time for vacations and missions, but Anbu has to run around for missions at any time.

As for Itachi, he doesn't know how his brain grew. In fact, it should be him who lost his brain that night when Nine Tails attacked the village, right?Not only is he a loyal dog, but he also strives wholeheartedly to be the best of all dogs, the one who contributes the most.

With a stinky face, I packed up the meals and put the cake in the middle.

After waiting for a while and getting bored, I had to have some fun on my own by sticking candles on the cake that I wasn't going to use.

Itachi turned out to be 12 years old.

As I thought about it, I inserted three.One of them represents ten years old.

The setting sun shifted a little bit in the living room, gradually getting darker, and the night was getting darker.The white lights in the living room were dazzling.

I looked at the spotless white wall opposite the table, where only my shadow was cast, and the black silhouette of a human figure remained motionless as if engraved on it.

……

Or put the candles in place.

I put all the small colorful candles on the small cake and counted them, no more, no less, a total of twelve.

The clock was "clicking", and the sound of the minutes turning was clearly recognizable.

……

I dragged my workbook aside, I didn't intend to write, but it's not good to waste paper, so I drew on a large blank sheet of paper.My artistic talent is much better than Itachi's, and I draw an outline unconsciously when I write.

Ferret?

Impossible, how could itachi be so beautiful.

First of all, he is very motherly, and secondly, his heart is very dark.Also, he has a meatball face.With such a sweet tooth, he's bound to gain weight.He also likes to eat stinky natto, so... ah, the swarm of flies around him is too ugly, let's change it to butterflies.

The minute hand on the clock turns the same place for countless times.

The three-color meatballs are completely cold, and they stick together sweetly and greasy.

I put the homework aside.

……

No, don't be angry.It's Itachi's birthday today, and I'll at least live with this day.Birthdays are very important!

Otherwise, a candle means half a year old!

I reach out to that poor cake...

A forest of colorful candles stood on the cake.

The room is still silent, the familiar footsteps and the person who should come back have never returned, only the distant crowing of frogs and the rustling of leaves rises and falls.

The moonlight shines through the window and shines on the wall, blending with the pale light.

……

I think of it, it seems that last year there was a high-end candle that played music.

I rummaged through the box to find out the red musical candle, and inserted it roughly into the center of the cake.

It was not until late at night that the door slammed.

Itachi walked through the living room, stopped, his eyes widened in surprise: "Sasuke?"

I was at the table, raised my head with a half-smile, trying not to gnash my teeth: "Are you back?"

Itachi is wearing casual clothes, and it seems that he has completed the task long ago, but he went out to fool around and didn't come home until now.

Itachi's original expression was tired, with a vague sense of heavy and depressing pain, and his eyes were indifferent.He didn't expect that I would be waiting for him in the living room. He looked at me in astonishment for a moment, then at a table of cold dishes and the cake in the middle, as if he suddenly realized something, and stood there in a daze.

"Someone used to celebrate their birthday, but it seems that it is no longer used." I said coolly, and glanced at the clock on the wall, yes, it was already past zero.

Itachi stared at me blankly.

I leaned back in my chair, crossed my arms, and glanced at him sullenly.

After a long time, the expression on Itachi's face turned into a gentle smile, he walked up to hug me, touched my head with one hand, after a long silence, he said softly, "Sasuke...thank you."

Itachi's body was still cold, and he didn't know where he had gone. His body was covered with dew and exuded moisture.But when he stuffed me into his arms, it was unexpectedly warm, and I complained and choked in my stomach.

Forget it, I've been waiting all night...

I hesitated for a while, and perfunctorily hugged Luitachi's waist, and finally said: "Happy birthday."

Itachi sat across from me with a smile on his face.

I went over to turn off the light, the room was dark in an instant, the candles on the cake were shining brightly, countless tiny flames flickered in the darkness like stars, illuminating the sweet cream on the cake.

A small piece of cake with 24 candles lit like a bonfire.They have been burned for a short time, because I lit and blew them before, lit and blew them, and I didn't realize that the one who blew out the candles should be the birthday star until it was almost finished.Spots of colored wax dripped onto the cream, almost covering the chocolate-written "Happy Birthday."

This cake looks kinda gross and tattered...  

My eyes were a little erratic, who made Itachi come back so late, I couldn't help playing with candles when I had nothing to do, and when I found out, the cake had already been poked into briquettes.

But Itachi didn't care, he looked at me deeply, with the flickering fire reflected in his eyes through the candle.Perhaps it was the star-pointed flames that blurred his expression, and for a moment, I actually felt Itachi was a little sad.There was a kind of quiet tenderness in his eyes, just looking at me like this, as if he was happy, but with lingering depression.

I lit a musical candle.The familiar birthday song sounded slowly, and the red buds opened layer by layer, spinning and blooming, and the flame danced in the center, matching the flickering sparks around.

"Make a wish, make a wish!" I urged Itachi.

Itachi obediently closed her eyes and made a wish, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was meditating something in her heart.

——I thought he wouldn't cooperate with me in playing such a child's trick, but I didn't expect him to be unexpectedly serious.

The flame of the musical candle is a bit higher than the others and is dazzlingly bright.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

I clapped my hands slowly to the rhythm and hummed softly.

This is what I envied the most when I was a child. Birthdays are very important. An ordinary day has a special meaning because of the birth of a life.Celebrating a birthday is a recognition of life.In my previous life, I was in an orphanage, and the conditions were not so good. Every year, the children celebrated their birthdays together on the day when the orphanage was built.

I longed for that bright musical candle because it not only sings "Happy Birthday" but also lights up a whole cake in a dead world of black and white.

But one year later, on my birthday, I bought [-] music candles at one go, lit them up to listen to music, the birthday songs echoed, and I performed a unique [-]th ensemble, which was so noisy that it could drive people crazy .

...then got beaten up by someone, and I haven't done anything stupid like that since.

At the end of the song, Itachi opened his eyes and blew out the candles.

But there were so many candles that Itachi had to puff his cheeks comically and blow back and forth to extinguish them all.

I couldn't help laughing, and itachi and Itachi took out the candle.

"Sasuke... the birthday candles are put in as many as you are old." Itachi seemed a little worried about his brother's common sense, so he couldn't help reminding him in a low voice.

"I know." I said as a matter of course, "My candle means half a year old. Musical candles are heard, not counted."

That's right, 24 in total.

The surface of the cake with the candles was pitted, the cream was all mixed together in lumps, the chocolate and fruit were crooked, half smashed by the candles, and the colorful wax oils were shining on it, reflecting the aesthetics of post-modern art.

Ignoring Itachi Jiong's energetic face, I threw the three-color balls and homework to him.

Itachi curiously turned over a page, on which was my masterpiece, he had to immerse himself in carefully analyzing the content.

I stood on the chair and stretched my arms to apply cream to Itachi's face.Itachi was extra tolerant tonight, letting me fiddle with him with his eyes downcast.

Really did not waste my night waiting!

I'm not celebrating Itachi's birthday, I'm just looking for an opportunity to torment him!

Draw a red dot on the forehead and a blush on the face.

I was very happy to create, and after looking at it, I felt that it was not enough, so I simply drew a heart-shaped monkey face on Itachi's face.

Alright, Uchiha Monkey King Itachi!Isn't he so powerful that he wants to go to heaven?Just right for him.

Satisfied, I was finally willing to give Itachi an answer. I pointed to the person in the homework book and said, "This is my brother. Because my brother is very powerful, he is very tall."

That's right, that tall, strong, rectangular guy is a ferret.

"This is my brother's heart." A dark heart!And the stomach is also black, full of bad water.

"These are my brother's eyes, and this is my hair." Sailor Moon's big watery eyes and instant noodle hair all want non-mainstream.

"This is the natto my brother likes to eat." It's just a lump in my hand... er, it's really natto.

"This is a butterfly." Changed from a fly to a butterfly abruptly.

This is simply the culmination of Abstract Fauvism.

It's hard for Itachi to look at it for a long time, but he smiled at me with cream on his face, and praised him sincerely: "The painting is very good, thank you Sasuke."

Monkey King smiled at me softly~!

I grinned, a little in admiration for Itachi.It's not that just anyone can be indifferent to being tossed like this, and they are actually very happy!So there is only a thin line between a genius and a pervert, and Itachi is definitely the awakened soul of M... Looking at his life, it seems that he is indeed taking the route of self-abuse.

After tossing Itachi, I was finally happy, and mercifully gave him a birthday present.

It was a crow made of clay, standing majestically with its wings folded, with a solemn and proud expression, awe-inspiring and inviolable.The feathers on its body are clearly visible, the roots are smooth, and its eyes are sharp and steady.And unusually, this crow has three legs.

Yatagaraja, the supreme bird of Japan.Itachi's psychic beast is also the symbolic meaning of Itachi in Hokage... Although I think Itachi's psychic crows are all two-legged.

This is my masterpiece!

How's it going, Itachi, isn't it amazing?This is much better looking than that clumsy eagle!

In order to avenge the little eagle, I proudly pointed to the crow and said, "This is you."

"A crow?" Itachi didn't know why, but looked at the majestic clay crow with a complicated expression.

"The Yata Crow." I corrected him in a serious manner, while despising him for being "uneducated" in my heart!

Itachi stared blankly for a while, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a stretched smile at the corner of his mouth. He smiled quietly, his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved, as if he was carrying thousands of happiness and satisfaction , as if the pale lights of the room were dyed with the sweetness and softness of the moonlight.

I looked at Itachi inexplicably, wondering, are you so happy?

It's just a gift of a little crow, why do you feel as excited as being Hokage?

Could it be that I was shocked by my superb handicraft art?

Haha, tremble!mortal!

The author has something to say:

Sasuke said that "Anbu is a dog, and Itachi is also a dog" is not derogatory, but it is also biased. He is such a person, with a bad mouth.

Itachi compared Sasuke to an eagle, which is still an ordinary bird.But Sasuke compared the Itachi to the Yatagaraja. In Japanese culture, it is indeed the supreme bird.It is basically the highest evaluation of Itachi, so Itachi is very happy.On the one hand, I feel that I am not worthy of such praise, and on the other hand, I am secretly thinking, "My little brother is a little angel! My brother is so cute! I am so tall in my heart! My brother is so happy to praise me! I am happier than being Hokage !"

How to put it, itachi is already in the gap between the village and Uchiha at this time, this is his recognition, and it also gives him courage...