[Hokage] One tit for another

The sun shines in through the window, and the morning wind blows, causing the long curtains to float continuously, covering the small flowers on the window sill several times. The decorations on the vases complement each other.

My mother is a woman who knows how to live. She likes to put some gadgets in the room, which makes the whole old and solemn house full of vitality.

I stood on the chair, tried my best to support myself with my short arms and legs, and leaned on the table.This posture is very strenuous, but I can't care so much anymore, I just hold up the small mirror and look left and right, wishing I could get in.

In the mirror is a pair of strange eyes.In the big and round eyes unique to children, three gouyu face each other in a circle, slowly turning.The surging chakra gathered in the eyes in a strange way, as if pulsating with the flow of a few hooked jade.

I scratched my eyelids, and for a moment I really wanted to pull these eyes out.

In fact, since the night when Nine Tails attacked the village and passed out, I felt a change in my body.But with the quail principle that it doesn't exist if I don't find it, I have been forcibly ignoring this problem.

Until this morning, when I first woke up, I didn't realize anything was wrong, and got up and got dressed normally.Fortunately, I have the habit of sleeping naked. If it weren't for the buffer of changing clothes, I might really walk out with such a pair of terrible eyes.

While changing, I struggled with my usual little pink t-shirt my mother had prepared and another blue t-shirt, and then I realized - I can't tell which is blue and which is pink!

Am I stupid? !

Didn't you notice that the world turned black and white when you opened your eyes?

This undoubtedly revealed to me a very bleak fact - a single black and white is the most normal for me.Because I was so used to it and it was so natural, I didn't notice it at all for a while, as if this was what I should see.

In fact, the black-and-white world did accompany me throughout my childhood, and it was not until later that I regained the normal color through hard work.

The culprit of all this is my damn eyes.

I've been trying to suppress it.If you have to describe it more vividly, then don't blame me for being disgusting.This feeling is like trying to hold a fart. I have been holding it for many years, and I am basically used to this feeling, but sometimes if I am not careful, the fart will wait for an opportunity to break through the blockade and pop out.

Now I just accidentally didn't hold back my fart.

As for why...

I looked at those eyes in the mirror again.The complete hook jade, and there are no other messy patterns, it seems to be no different from other Uchiha.

Yes, my original ability seems to be fused with Sharingan.There is no doubt that it has become stronger, so it will be revealed inadvertently.

The advantage is that I obtained the most powerful power of the Uchiha clan without any effort - the Sharingan, known as one of the three pupil arts.But there are a lot of disadvantages. For example, whether I want to use my own ability or use Sharingan, I must first reveal these unlucky Gouyu, and once I reveal the Gouyu, I will never see them again. any color.

What a tragedy, I have to pay the price for simply using Sharingan.

In the future, I must be more careful to prevent these Gouyu from running out for a walk.

And... its power is really stronger.

I can hardly contain myself.Every time at this time, I can feel a cold, quiet and desperate breath rising from the bottom of my heart, as if it can freeze everything, making it suffocating.

The data squeezed into my head like an explosion. I didn't want to look at it, but those things tore the corners of my eyes and swarmed in.

I closed my eyes, panting, and when I opened them again, my eyes had returned to normal.

The surroundings became quiet, and nothing changed into my eyes like a storm.

But after waiting for a long time, until my mother felt that I got up a little late today and called me from the other side of the corridor, my world was still black and white.

"Sasuke, it's time to get up, the sun is going to dry your ass."

It's a very old saying, I wanted to laugh a little bit, but the corners of my mouth curled up, but I couldn't lift it up.

I stared at the person in the mirror. It was obviously a child with a round face, thin skin and tender flesh, but his small face was tight, his eyes were deep, and there was an indescribable coldness.

Because the ability has been enhanced, the time to restore color vision is also...

"Sasuke? Sasuke?"

Perhaps because there was no response for a long time, the mother's call seemed a little puzzled.

The black-and-white world in front of me gradually became brighter, just like the ink painting, the color gradually dyed the surrounding objects, the off-white ceiling, the brown table, and the light yellow flower arrangements surrounded by vases, the sun was shining on them, Glowing a touch of gold.

I jumped off the chair and wiped my face hard, as if I wanted to wipe off all the ugly expressions on my face.

"Mom, I just got up and haven't put on any clothes yet!" I shouted, jumping back to the bed, I was still walking the bird.

My mother stopped outside my door and smiled softly: "Sasuke, get dressed quickly, there is your favorite wooden fish rice ball for breakfast."

Through the wooden door, a gentle female voice floated in melodiously, as elegant as a cloud, as if even the dry air in this room became softer.

I've never met such a woman before, and I don't know if it's the same for all mothers in the world, or Mrs. Uchiha's unique charm.

"Sasuke, how about wearing that pink dress today? You look very handsome in that dress." Mother finished speaking outside the door, and she heard her stepping on the wooden floor downstairs.

My hand that was reaching for the blue clothes bent inexplicably, and picked up the pink one by accident.

Of course, I didn’t realize what a fool I was until I went downstairs. My face was always stinky while eating breakfast. My mother was indifferent to my stinky face, still staring at me with a smile on my good breakfast, and specially added an extra serving fried eggs.

Luckily she didn't mention the pink T-shirt much, no doubt to my relief.

Sometimes I also think, Itachi definitely inherited the strong genes of his mother, otherwise why can these two people always ignore my stinky face and smile gently?I can't figure out where they got so much patience and tolerance.Everyone has a bottom line, but in my opinion, these two people tolerated me without principle.

Even if I set the house on fire, they would probably hug me with a smile and say, "Be careful, Sasuke, don't burn yourself."

In contrast, the patriarch is a man of principle.

So whenever I feel aggrieved, I like to look for him. My mother’s gentle smile at breakfast made me retreat unconsciously, so when my mother turned around, I picked up the chopsticks and threw a large piece of fried egg into my father’s kitchen with a snap. plate.

The oily fried egg glowed seductively, and the patriarch's face turned dark all of a sudden.

I looked back at him innocently, showing the ignorant smirk unique to children.

go!Attack on the omelette!

I know that the patriarch hates eating eggs the most, and he would never touch this thing at ordinary times.Moreover, swinging things around with chopsticks obviously touched the sensitive nerves of the well-educated patriarch.

The man who sticks to the principle was ready to explode again without thinking, but was stopped in time by the eyes from his mother, and had to swallow the whole fried egg into his stomach.

So, I'm no longer the only one with a bad face for breakfast this day.

The patriarch's aggrieved expression that he pretended to be majestic and wanted to explode, but he had to endure it was so funny, I just pointed at this to eat.

After breakfast in a good mood, my father has already left the house, and my mother has a lot of things to do.

And I am different from the Chief of the Security Tribe who manages everything every day, and also different from the genius eldest son Itachi who has been promoted to Chunin and done many tasks not long ago. .

Sleep until you wake up naturally, eat some breakfast, then help your mother with some housework, and read ninjutsu scrolls as storybooks when you have nothing to do.Some of these miscellaneous scrolls were given to me by Itachi, some were given by my father, and some were found by my mother.Everyone knows that I like to play with scrolls, but everyone except Itachi thinks that I just use scrolls as toys.

But although I am stupid, I behaved well and never dirty or damaged the scroll, because I seldom go out of the house, and I will not let others see the scroll, let alone lose the scroll.So, gradually, my father would also take out some not-so-secret scrolls and let me play with them.This is probably a father's love for his idiot son.

As for the afternoon, if Itachi is at home, I will practice with him. Usually, I sit by the side and read the scrolls while he trains.If Itachi was not at home, I would just be in a daze, go to sleep, and continue looking at the scroll.

Like today, it is the day when Itachi comes back from a mission. Of course, I will not miss this opportunity. Holding a bento and eagerly waiting for my brother's return at the entrance of the village, my brother can't be more cured!

I tossed some boring scrolls over and over again, sometimes as a stick to reach the toys that fell under the bed, and sometimes I stacked them vertically to see how high I could build them.

It was almost time, so I packed up and prepared to meet Itachi at the entrance of the village.

"Sasuke, the meatballs are ready. Mom left the bento at the door." My mother poked her head out of the kitchen and said when she heard my footsteps.

"Understood, Mom." I replied, picked up the wrapped lunch box at the porch, and walked out slowly.