[Hokage] One tit for another

Ferret.

Did he think I couldn't see, that's why he wanted to show such a sad and painful expression in the dark?Why are you looking at me with such despairing eyes?

The door behind him was suddenly closed with a creak, completely cutting off the light that did not match the situation and the scene.I walked slowly to the center of the room and looked at Itachi in the darkness.

Catching my gaze, Itachi's breathing suddenly stagnated, and then he quickly restrained his entire expression.

did you see it?

My sharingan, a complete three-go jade.Longer than when you opened your eyes at the age of eight.

"elder brother."

"Tude."

A handful of kunai flew past my eyes, leaving a bloodstain in the corner of my eye, which was firmly nailed to the wall behind me.

I didn't move, the moment the kunai was thrown, I knew that the kunai would only scratch the corner of my eye like this, and the wound it left was not deep.

"Why, do you still have illusions? My stupid brother."

Itachi looked at me condescendingly, his tone was cold, his dark eyes changed, revealing Sharingans, and the three hooks turned rapidly, gradually forming a new pattern.

I finally couldn't help covering my injured eyes, it was so painful, I knew I would have avoided it just now.

It is not uncommon for me to have suffered more serious injuries than this, but for some reason, the wound at the corner of the eye is burning, as if something has been squeezed out of the wound, the pain is like tearing the corner of the eye.

Itachi looked at my painful expression unmoved, and said indifferently: "Very good, you also have these eyes now. But it's not enough, you are so weak, you haven't seen a stronger power yet."

Before the words finished, Itachi came to me, and immediately after, I was punched hard in the abdomen, and I retched while hugging my stomach.As if this punch wasn't enough, Itachi raised his leg and pressed his knee hard against my chin.The teeth knocked together, making a crisp sound, as if the whole tooth was broken.

My eyes blurred and I fell backwards, but before I landed, Itachi kicked my stomach again and kicked me out.

My back hits the wall, and I slump down, instinctively trying to curl up.

But Itachi followed closely, then stretched out his hand, strangled my neck tightly, and pressed me against the wall.

"Don't you resist? My stupid brother, you are so cowardly, don't you even have the courage to resist?"

Itachi's cold voice rang in my ears.

With my mouth half open, I struggled to breathe under Itachi's iron-like hands, my ribs were broken, and every breath was painful.

I didn't want to move or talk because I didn't know what to say.

Do you want to say that I already knew it?I have been watching with cold eyes, watching everyone go to perish?

Or did your parents already have a premonition, and even your mother entrusted you to me?

"Sasuke, no matter what happens in the future, you have to go on so strong and stay with your brother."

With Itachi?

Mom, I'm sorry, I can't be with Itachi right now.

Itachi is right, I am still too weak.

I haven't used my abilities for a long time, and I always thought that the gap between myself and Itachi had narrowed, but the displayed data told me that it was far from enough, not to mention that there was still a perverted masked man waiting.

Yes, I admit, I am afraid of that so-called power.

I learned from a very young age that the world is fair, and you have to give something back for what you get.Behind the powerful power is an unimaginable price, like a bottomless abyss, once you step out of that step, there is no way to recover, you can only go further and further down that road, and keep slipping in the abyss, Watching helplessly as one by one the things I owned disappear until there is nothing left.

——And what I have is already pitifully small.

That's why I don't chase, don't fight for, just curl up in my corner.I thought that if I didn't want those so-called powerful forces, I wouldn't lose them.

but……

A desire for strength suddenly rose in my heart. Before this, even though I knew the ending, I had never longed for strength so much, but maybe people are so cheap. Exposed in front of your eyes, only when the pain really falls on you can you truly understand that feeling.

Itachi met my eyes, just like what I saw on the masked man before, a huge chakra gathered around his eyes in the same way. surged up.

【Kaleidoscopic Sharingan Monthly Reading】

The world in front of me changes instantly, no, no, my eyes are the nemesis of all illusions, because what I see is presented in the form of data, no matter how realistic illusions are in my eyes, they are just a bunch of hidden things. It's just good or bad chakra.

But Kaleidoscope Sharingan is indeed an extremely powerful existence. Under the strongest illusion of Yuedu, two worlds appeared in front of my eyes, one was the real world, and Itachi and I looked at each other without moving, while the other, It is an illusion world created by Chakra.Itachi's phantom stood in the illusory street, wielding a knife to kill one after another of his clansmen.

The crow, a symbol of death, wailed, and a few black feathers fell from the sky. The blood of the clansmen splashed, as if the sky was dyed red.

The suppressed and painful groans of the clansmen came from all directions, piercing into the ears one by one, the pain of death and the hatred of being killed mixed together, like a twisted curse, echoing endlessly.

Itachi stood among the corpses on the ground, with an indifferent expression, like a god of death in the distorted picture.

Some of those people were killed by the masked man I judged just now, and the other part was indeed done by Itachi himself.

My eyes hurt more and more, maybe seeing two worlds at the same time is beyond my load, the pain sensation is more than doubled, I only feel that my eyes are swollen, and the nail inserted into my eyes is constantly stirring, as if my eyes are disturbed pulpy.

The pain made me cover my eyes and cry out.

Gouging your eyes out is just that painful.

I groaned, but the monthly reading was still not interrupted.

I watched in the illusion, Itachi finally pushed open the sliding door and walked into the room. His father and mother were kneeling in the room, and behind him was Itachi's high-raised sword. The sword fell heavily, blood splashed, father and mother One after another fell in a pool of blood.

No, it's not like that.

Both father and mother forgave Itachi.They quietly waited for Itachi's hand to raise the knife to fall, and were willing to be killed by the eldest son they were proud of.

what about me?Can you forgive him?

Even knowing Itachi was forced.But it is undeniable that my father and mother are still my most important family members.

I know that my mother has always been gentle and worried about me silently. She never said I was stupid, but always praised me for being smart. She was happy for a long time if I just took the initiative to go out to buy a sesame seed.Although my father never showed it and tried to be more serious, he still cared about me. He was even secretly planning what I would do in the future. He bought a store in the village far away from the place where the Uchiha clan lived. After I like reading books, he plans to let me open a bookstore.

I was an orphan in my previous life, and I never knew how to get along with my family. I could only passively accept what my mother was like and what my father was like.

Itachi, do you know how your parents felt when they died?

For a village like Konoha, for your so-called righteousness and peace, and for the correct way of ninja you insist on.Is it worthwhile to bear such a crime and filth, and personally kill one's own clan's parents?

It is worthy of being a typical example of Madonna's disease. Too many abnormal experiences in childhood have caused paranoia in character and distortion in worldview.But in this world where the vast majority of people are mentally ill, maybe Itachi is normal. ——It’s just that, after all these years, I still haven’t changed anything.

Itachi, why are you so stubbornly going further and further down the path of perversion!

I stared blankly at Itachi's face that was close at hand, and suddenly, I noticed the tear stains in the corners of his eyes.

Itachi cried?

Nothing escapes me, and I trust the judgment of my abilities above all else.

Itachi actually cried!

I remember that when Zhishui died, he never cried. He trusted, admired and loved Zhishui, but hated his parents. He was dissatisfied with his father's stubbornness and ignorance. Disappointed and angry at the shallowness of the clansmen.

——In the end, instead, he cried for killing the family he had grown to loathe.

I knew that Itachi was only in the rebellious stage of the second year, but his rebellion was more intense than ordinary people.

The bond of blood is always the most important thing. Although he usually complains about his parents' bad behavior, he is actually not a kid who longs to act like a baby in his parents' arms.

The illusion world finally dissipated, and my eyes were so painful that I was going crazy.I was in so much pain that I could barely see anything, I couldn't even take a simple breath, and Itachi's face was getting blurry in my vision.

"My stupid brother, that's all. What do you want to do? Hate? Cowardly run away?"

"In the face of absolute power, what can you do? Just relying on you like this? I don't even have the interest in killing you. Just live on like this, fleeing in embarrassment, and become my pleasure when I'm bored. Until one day, Come to me and let me see how deep your consciousness and hatred are."

"Are you curious? My eyes, you have the same qualifications as me to open the eyes of the kaleidoscope Sharingan, but there is one condition, kill your closest companion, just like me."

Itachi's voice echoed in my ears, he let go of me, a large amount of blood-smelling air poured into my throat, I took a big breath, and slid weakly on the ground.

I couldn't help but want to close my eyes, wanting to dig this pain out of my body completely.But the remaining sliver of reason made me try to raise my head and open my eyes wide, trying to see Itachi from my blurred vision.

Itachi also squatted down, grabbed my hair, and made me look up at him.

"Itachi...brother..."

I lip-synced in vain, but the pain prevented me from making a sound.

Itachi's already blurred silhouette swayed before my eyes like a ghost.

Warm liquid flowed out from the corners of my eyes, I called Itachi silently, my fingers trembled, and finally reached forward and hooked the corner of his clothes.

For a moment, Itachi's hand seemed to tremble, and I wondered if that brief pause was an illusion that only existed in my mind.

In the next second, Itachi's hand pressed down hard, and my head hit the floor.

"boom!"

There was a buzzing in my ears, as if something sticky was running down my head.

"Hate it, my stupid brother, it's your only poor value."

At the end of the darkness, I heard Itachi say so.