[Hokage] One tit for another

It's raining, and the dark clouds in the sky are rolling, pressing down from all directions.The ridges in the distance are rolling and undulating, showing a shrieking iron blue color in the hazy rain.The overlapping dark clouds are like huge rocks, rubbing against each other, making a muffled rumbling sound.

I was holding an umbrella, and the rain dripped down along the edge of the umbrella, forming a circular rain curtain.

There is a valley in front of it. A few days ago, the place was empty, with only a few stone monuments, but now, the large and small tombstones here stand like dense forests, bathed in the rain.

Konoha is worthy of being the famous ninja village in the five major countries, and its work efficiency is very high.They bury people as fast as they kill a whole family.

Most of the once-prosperous Uchiha gathering place has been demolished, only my old house and a few streets nearby still remain, but empty, and the lanterns painted with round fans under the eaves are also covered with blood. It was taken off, and several paper doors painted with fancy patterns were also removed due to damage and replaced with new ones.It's just that the ninja who changed the paper door for me obviously doesn't have much artistic accomplishment. The newly exchanged paper door is brand new, without any decorations, reflecting a pale light in the sun.

In fact, this place was originally a sacred place where outsiders were not allowed to set foot in the Uchiha clan, and only the most outstanding clan members of the past could be buried here.It's just that now that the whole clan is extinct, and the glory is no longer there, what else can we pay attention to breaking the rules?

I simply asked the people from Konoha to help me bury the whole family here, and asked them to set up stone tablets and engrave their names.

Hokage probably doesn’t pay much attention to the fact that people can go to the ground after death. Even the heroes who have made great contributions to Konoha, after death, they are just turned into the names on the memorial monument. The biggest reason may be that they all died outside. There is no way to find a way to bury the body.But the Uchiha clan is different, regardless of whether they wanted to rebel before, but since it didn't happen now, then everything is dead without proof.

——This is also the meaning of Itachi.Only Uchiha Itachi who killed the whole family is a sinner, and those Uchiha clan who died poorly are still heroes of Konoha, and should be respected and protected.Therefore, as the only orphan of the Uchiha clan, I can make any request, even if I ask those ninjas to bury my whole clan, including burying Grandma Keiko from the small shop in the clan and carving stone tablets, they will not complain. do so.

I didn't like this at first, people are dead, no matter how they play with his corpse, he won't know, so what's the point of burying a corpse with only an empty shell in the soil and engraving a stone tablet?

Going to the cemetery is also very boring.People are dead, and there is only a pile of loess in the cemetery. What's the point of standing in front of a pile of soil?The dead are not here.If it's just missing, then where can't I miss it?Why does it have to be in the cemetery?

What's the point of facing a pile of dry dirt and stones? !

I looked down at the tombstone, which had the names "Uchiha Fugaku" and "Uchiha Mikoto" written on it.

Unexpectedly, some people in Konoha are quite good at playing, and they even have a joint burial?Since even the joint burial knew about it, I don't know if they put the funeral objects?The patriarch only needs an ugly green bathrobe, and at most he can sneak a few packs of cigarettes for him.As for the mother... what does that beautiful woman lack?She doesn't seem to need any external objects, because she is already rich enough.

——The only thing missing is probably two sons.

It's too bad that I can't even make funerary objects.

Because I am buried with him now, it seems that no matter how I think about it, there is still a ferret jumping around alive and well. I should at least grab the ferret and cry bitterly in front of my mother.

Inexplicably, I just think Itachi will cry. Although I haven't seen him cry with my own eyes, he must look very good when he cries.As long as he cries, I'm happy.

I stood in a daze in the rain, looking at the snow-white stone tablet, as if I had thought a lot, but at the same time, I seemed to have thought about nothing.

I didn't go home for a long time.

The blood-soaked floors had been replaced with new ones.Occasionally there will be a part-time worker to clean the house. She is a kind aunt. She probably saw my mother’s love is overwhelming. Every time she comes, she keeps the house spotless and cooks a meal for me by the way.

In fact, my life is quite rich, not to mention the original savings of the Uchiha family, not to mention the small subsidy and living expenses that Konoha gave me, but the bookstore at the street corner has a lot of income every month , according to my observation, it may be because it sold countless pornographic books to ninjas.So I can still hire part-time workers, but why spend my own when I can spend other people's money?So I applied for the "Part-time Worker Subsidy Policy for Orphans".This may be my originality, but also my prerogative.

After taking a shower, I brushed my hair and walked back to the room.

This used to be Itachi's room, but now I have occupied it, because his room is bigger than mine, and even the decoration is better than mine. Compared with the cartoons on the wall, this room is much cleaner and tidy. There is also a large wooden wardrobe, which can hold a lot of things.

There are a few big wooden boxes in the corner, and I like to look through them when I have nothing to do, and I can find something good every time.To be honest, I never knew that Itachi had so many private collections. The scrolls and knives used by ninjas are very expensive, but Itachi put a lot of them in the box, a lot of blank scrolls and brand new knives, I feel a little distressed if I don't have to.

I moved the top few boxes away, leaving only the last box that has not been explored. I opened it, and it was scrolls and knives as usual. I picked up a huge Fuma Shuriken, opened it, and waved it. I only felt that the windmill The same blade sliced ​​through the air, making a whoosh of wind.

But when I touched the bottom of the box, I suddenly found a long object wrapped in cloth, perhaps it had been placed for a long time, and it looked a little dusty.

Baguette sticks?Itachi's little secret?Could it be some discordant little toy?

I reached out to pick it up, and as soon as I got my hands on it, I knew what it was.

It is heavy, slender in shape, and has fine lines when touched through the cloth. I picked it up, and one end slowly passed across the bottom of the wooden box, making a dull and heavy sound.

—a knife, and a good one at that.

Itachi actually hid a good knife?Why don't you take it away when you exterminate the genocide?

While thinking this way, I picked up the knife, intending to take this thing for myself without hesitation.

A piece of paper floated down.

I looked over subconsciously, and a line of small characters came into view. It was very simple, but the strokes of the handwriting seemed very serious. The last stroke was protracted, and the strokes were a little upturned, making the familiarity a little dazzling.

I was stunned.

What are you kidding...

"Sasuke, happy birthday."

What are you kidding...

Itachi Uchiha, you bastard!

This is my birthday present?

For a moment, I just felt ridiculous, and couldn't help taking a step back, as if that piece of paper was some kind of scourge.The long knife fell to the ground with a clang, making a loud noise, and smashed a small hole in the floor.

"Sasuke, next year's birthday, I will definitely give you the best knife."

Inexplicably, I remembered what Itachi once said.It was one day after school, Itachi took my hand home as usual, he was already very tired, his eyes were full of exhaustion, his hair was too long, almost covering his face, but he still tried to smile, with that kind of smile His tenderness...and stupidity.

He thought he was hiding the pain and exhaustion in his eyes well, but the thick ink-like depression seemed to crush his back, and he just held on, crumbling.But he was still guilty of not giving me a satisfactory birthday present, full of apology, and promised me very seriously...even though I had explained a hundred times that I didn't want his knife.

So, is this knife my eighth birthday present?

...After Itachi wiped out my entire clan?

I squatted down slowly and picked up the knife. This Taidao was still a bit too big for a child like me.

The sword came out of its sheath and let out a soft moan.I silently clenched the handle of the knife, raised my hand suddenly, and slashed down the Taidao. The slender blade flew across the air, light and smooth, and the light of the knife suddenly appeared, and the clear light of the knife formed a fan shape, like a circle in the night. The full moon is bright and cold.The fine lines on the knife surface flickered faintly, and for a while, it seemed to flow with my movements.

The wooden box was split into two by me, and the broken wooden box seemed to have stopped in mid-air for a moment, and then fell apart with a "bang", and the wooden strips were scattered on the ground, splashing fine sawdust everywhere.The box was already covered with dust, but this time, the dust filled the air, making it a bit choking.

I stared blankly at the wooden box that I had chopped into pieces, where the originally neat knives were scattered around, mixed with the wood chips, and a scroll was also cut in half by me.

--a mess.

What are you kidding...

These are all Itachi left for me?

I staggered and sat on the ground.

After a while, I finally laughed lowly.

it is ridiculous.

It's so ridiculous.

What is itachi thinking?

He killed all the clansmen, including father and mother, but left me several boxes full of ninja equipment before he left.

He beat me to the hospital before I was eight years old. He was so ruthless, as if he wanted to break all the beauty of the past, break all my trust and attachment to him, but he left me an eighth birthday present for me as promised.

He didn't send it to me, but just put these things in a box and put them in an inconspicuous corner of his room.

Itachi, what are you expecting? !

Do you really want me to hate you as much as you say?

So why... are you leaving these things behind?

Why don't you just do it straight and destroy everything?

Take out your ruthless strength to exterminate the genocide!

What are you expecting?

Are you still hoping in your heart that the younger brother whose parents you killed will walk into the room of an enemy?Will your younger brother restrain his hatred and still live in this old house where many people died?Even rummaging through your stuff?rather than a fire.

How could it be possible for the younger brother who hates you to move your suitcase away little by little, see the gift on the bottom, and even see your "Happy Birthday" note?

Even if you did see it, Itachi, what do you want your little brother to do?

Do I hate you even more when I think of the beauty of the past compared with the present, or do I plant a tiny seed in my heart—my brother, does he still love me?

Itachi, what do you want to do?

I took the Taidao, sat in the mess, surrounded by the knives left by Itachi, and laughed softly, like a madman.

Smiling and laughing, my voice lowered, those dry laughs stuck in my throat, but the corners of my mouth still forced a mocking arc.

Is it unbearable?

Because Itachi's burden was too heavy and the pain he endured was too deep, so there were moments when he couldn't bear it.So what if you wear that ruthless mask?His pain was so much that the mask would crack.That's why he made such a contradictory move.

Even though he knew that I might never set foot in his room, never see his gift, he still begged inwardly, hoping that one day I would see the gift he had worked so hard to find. Come too.He even wanted the best for his younger brother, so he prepared so many knives.

Is this the little hope and fragility in his heart?

Itachi, you are always like this.

Whenever I feel like hating you, I find this kind of thing. ——You are the one who suffers the most, and I cannot complain at all, as if I have no right to hate you at all.

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

Mother's voice echoed, intertwined with the pattering rain outside the window.

I trembled and closed my eyes.

Yes, I am not qualified to hate you and blame you.

— This is my debt.

The author has something to say: I think, Itachi Zuo can no longer tell who is right and who is wrong.

What Itachi did to Sasuke was too cruel, whether it was revealing the truth at the end of the original book, saying "I have always loved you deeply" to Sasuke, or leaving Sasuke a birthday present here.Logically speaking, if Itachi wants to play the role of a cold brother, it is better to be cold to the end, and let Sasuke hate him for a lifetime, than to hate and kill him and regret it later.But think about it, Itachi is already in pain, he is not a robot, he also has feelings, so he can't be perfect in everything, and sometimes he can't bear the pain and shows his feelings.He is already in great pain, and everything he does is for Sasuke (at least from his point of view), so the relationship between Itachi and Zuo is too complicated and too heavy, and there is no way to blame or say who is against whom Wrong, I can only bear it if it happens...

How can there be so many things that are completely right and completely wrong in real life?In my opinion, there are fewer things that are fun and dripping, and more things that are as disgusting as swallowing flies but have to be swallowed, so we like the world constructed by animation novels.In real life, many times, things will be left alone, or compromise like swallowing a fly, that's it.Only a very small number of people choose not to compromise, and then...it is a very lonely and long struggle process, and it is possible that they will not get anything in the end. What they get should be personal spiritual satisfaction, right?

Is it too hopeless?In fact, there are quite a lot of funny things in real life.