[Hokage] One tit for another

In order to match my pace, Itachi walked very slowly and unsteadily, and our two shadows intertwined on the road, in the evening smoke rising from the kitchen, showing a bit of leisure.

Itachi's palm is larger and rougher than my chubby hand, with thick calluses on the palm and finger pads, long and slender fingers with well-defined joints.Such a hand can make more than a dozen seals in one second, shoot deadly shurikens, and hold the hilt of a knife to slaughter nearly a hundred members of the entire clan.

He seems to like the situation where my brother and brother go home holding hands. Every time, he will hold my hand and walk back, and he can't pull it back.

"Hey, look, it's Uchiha Itachi."

"Is that the genius of the Uchiha family?"

"That's right, then the person next to him may not be a fool from the Uchiha family."

"I've heard that too. It's said that you can't even speak clearly. If you scold him in front of him, he will respond to you with a smile. He is a complete idiot."

"How could Lord Itachi have such an idiot younger brother?"

"Yes, yes, how can such a fool be worthy of Mr. Itachi."

Several children from the Uchiha branch saw us and whispered on the street.But to say it was a whisper, in fact, it would be better to say that the voice was deliberately raised, shouting so that it could be heard across the street.They talked about it, and looked at us arrogantly.They were all about the same size as Itachi, maybe even a little bigger than him.Beside me was a child who was about the same age as me, listening ignorantly.

I acted like I didn't hear them, and quickly glanced at them, they were all unfamiliar faces.Except for my parents and Itachi, I basically don't know the Uchiha family.

Who are you bro?I don't even know you. When did you laugh when someone scolded you in front of your face? This is definitely a rumor!

Itachi tightened his grip on my hand, paused his steps, looked at the past with cold eyes, turned around and rushed towards the group who were about to get together.

I quickly grabbed his hand and stopped his movement.

Itachi was stunned for a moment, his whole body was stiff, and he kept the explosive posture that was about to rush up, frozen like a statue.

"Brother, what's the matter?" I looked up at him, pretending not to know.

Itachi looked down at me, pursed his lips tightly, and after a while, he forced himself to relax, removed the astonishing murderous aura from his body, showed a stiff smile, and said, "It's nothing."

It's just those eyes, revealing a deep black.

Feeling his stern aura, I suddenly understood the meaning of the so-called "genius ninja".

While others were still naively living in a honeypot, Itachi had already grown up early, and was honing himself day after day with increasingly difficult tasks.

——The world in his eyes may be different.

"Hey, they won't hear it, right? Master Itachi seems to have looked over just now."

"It's okay, isn't what we said all true?"

"That's right, Master Itachi must also find it annoying to have a fool with him."

"That's right, there are still so many important things to do, but I have to stay with that silly brother."

The group was still going on, and the sound of discussions kept getting into their ears.

I held Itachi's hand tightly and looked at him very seriously, for fear that if I let go of my hand, some tragedy would happen.

Itachi clenched his teeth tightly, but under my gaze, he was strangely afraid to make any violent moves.

He took a breath, closed his eyes very slowly, as if he was enduring something, then without looking at the group of people on the street again, he walked up to me, squatted down, and said, "Sasuke, come up." The voice was very soft , but there is no doubt about it.

Looking at Itachi who seemed to be on the verge of a volcanic eruption, I obediently lay on his back and let him lift me up easily with his arms.

Itachi gradually walked out of that street with me behind his back, away from those two people, and he walked steadily with every step, as if only in this way could he control himself from rushing back to trouble those people.

The streets near the Uchiha mansion were very quiet. In the setting sun, Itachi suddenly said, "Sasuke...you actually heard it?"

"What?" I looked at the sunset in the sky and asked absent-mindedly.

"You heard." Itachi's tone became affirmative, revealing a restrained anger, "Why stop me?"

It turns out that Itachi is still struggling with what happened just now. In fact, it was just a few words. Everyone didn't have too much malice. It's just that those people are Uchiha's branch, maybe it's out of jealousy, or maybe it's just boredom .Whether it's Itachi's genius or my idiot, they're just the talk of everyone in Konoha, and there's nothing to pursue about this kind of thing.

I usually encounter those things occasionally, but this is the first time with Itachi.

It might not be interesting to sing a one-man show to fools at ordinary times, and the little brats can only say a few words at most.Even if they want to do something to me, as long as I quietly look at them like an idiot.They felt that they were ridiculed by fools, and they would retreat in defeat.

Perhaps the presence of Itachi finally gave them the motivation to perform, so they said a lot more than expected this time.

However, itachi must not be impulsive.He is the eldest son of the Uchiha clan, a genius of Konoha's new generation, with countless pairs of eyes fixed on him.Those eyes, some out of admiration, some out of jealousy, and many, were full of malice.As long as Itachi makes the slightest mistake, he will hold on to him and take the opportunity to intensify the existing family conflicts.

What happened just now, once Itachi rushed over, no matter what the reason was, in the end, it would turn out that the eldest son of the Uchiha main family relied on his talent to bully the branch.

I don't know what Itachi understood my silence. I couldn't see his expression, but I could hear the suppressed coldness and disgust in his voice: "Genius genius... always jump to conclusions based on such superficial impressions. , I don’t know anything at all... The vision is only limited to this... Ignorant and ignorant. I can’t even see Sasuke’s excellence... How can such a weak existence have the right to judge others easily?"

"...Brother thinks I'm excellent?" I was a little curious about my impression in Itachi's eyes.

Itachi paused, and softened his tone: "Sasuke has always been excellent." As if sensing my disapproval, Itachi added softly, "I know, you are smarter than anyone else."

I was stunned, that soft and slow sentence made me feel like Itachi had seen through everything.I didn't dare to think whether this was pure comfort from my brother to my younger brother, or if it meant something.

After a while, we stayed away from the bustling and noisy streets, and the night wind blew across the wilderness.

I slowly realized that it was Itachi complaining to me, right?

Itachi always keeps things in his heart and doesn't speak out, which is not conducive to mental health.This is the first time Itachi vented his dissatisfaction, I should comfort him well.

Speaking of which, if Itachi hadn't said those words, I really didn't realize that there was a glass-hearted literary emperor living in his heart.

What he said was quite literary, even if it was Itachi's tone and way of speaking that I was familiar with, I was still dazed to understand it for a while before I figured it out.

But how to comfort him has become a problem, I never comfort people.

The sunset glow faded in the sky bit by bit, and the moon rose from the far ridge.

The way we went home was a bit remote, the wind blew the weeds bathed in the moonlight, and they surged layer by layer, as if some mysterious music was played.

It was very quiet all around, and the yelling and discussion just now seemed like an illusion, and quickly dissipated with the night wind.

Itachi's back was unexpectedly wide and strong, obviously he was just a kid.

Subconsciously, I wanted to tap to see if the muscles attached to me would make a crisp sound like knocking on a watermelon, but I still remembered Itachi was angry and annoyed.

The old Uchiha house where we lived appeared at the end of the road, and the faint moonlight illuminated the roof.Warm orange light shines from the room onto the ground.

A ninja cat with a few kunai on its back flashed past the window and disappeared into the darkness.

I lay on Itachi's back and thought about it, before I said, "It's because...they are all irrelevant people."

"It doesn't matter..." Itachi repeated my words in a murmur.

"Because it's all nonsense from people who don't matter. Why should you care? If you don't understand it, it's completely meaningless. We just do our own thing, why should we care about their opinions?"

I explained with some amusement.Why care about the thoughts of ants?

Itachi was silent.After a long time, he lifted me up and said softly, "Sasuke, you are right...don't worry about those insignificant people."

"...Sasuke's excellence is enough for me to know."