Half of July has passed, and the summer rainy season is almost over.

Mizuki Yibuki tore open the old blinds abruptly, and the sunlight outside instantly illuminated the room brightly.

"I'll ask you again." He skillfully tied the curtain and pushed it back. "Uchiha Fugaku...will you really not be back at noon today?"

"...Probably." Uzumaki Naruto looked at the other party's solemn expression, smiled stiffly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.I really don't understand why this guy is afraid of the Uchiha family.

"Should?" Mizuki Yibuki snorted coldly through his teeth. "You can't give me a definite answer."

"Ah! You have already asked me more than ten times!" Naruto was a little impatient, waved his hands, and fell back on the sofa. "Today at noon, there is a high-level meeting of the Konoha Police Force, and that Uchiha must attend!"

"...if he goes back..."

"I'll eat tomatoes for a week in front of you!" Naruto said very eloquently. "raw!"

"Go away." Mizuki Yibuki rolled his eyes upwards, looked at the dusty ceiling again, pulled on his slippers and walked to the entrance: "That shit is worth watching for a week, so don't waste my time .”

"Don't, Ibuki." Naruto cocked his mouth at the image of Mizuki Ibuki about to step out of the house. "Are you showing me how to get out? It's not standard—" Before he could finish speaking, he felt a sudden darkness flying over his eyes. Naruto dodged in horror and lay down on the table at the other end, and then listened. There was the sound of broken flower pots on the window sill of my house.

"Hey—! Don't throw things around—!"

The heavy closing sound was like a challenge to his patience, which he could completely ignore: "Mizuki Ibuki! I will definitely beat you until you can't cry!"

"There will be a chance." Accompanied by the joyful response from outside the door, the nerve in Uzumaki Naruto's brain was finally disconnected with a "boom".

Mizuki Yibuki, who was already standing securely outside, stretched out his little finger and pulled out his ear piercing vigorously, completely blocking out the voice behind him that was about to swallow him alive without changing his face.

In Mizuki Ibuki's impression, Uzumaki Naruto has never been a reasonable person, nor is he a person who is good at reasoning.Bickering with this kind of person is sure to win, but if you win too many times, it will inevitably make him feel a little bored.

He deliberately chose a small path that is not very popular, leading directly to Uchiha's house.

The trees along the road grew very lively, and scattered bright mottled light and shadow all over the place.

Slowly moving his figure into the house, he greeted Uchiha Mikoto as usual and went straight to the main courtyard of Uchiha's house.

The light is sufficient, and the plants are well taken care of. Compared with the last time I saw Tingyuan, it is really a difference between heaven and earth.

——There is absolutely no need to take care of it.

The leaves that brushed the wrist were wet, it was obvious that they had just been watered.

"Come out." Shui Shuyi sighed, put down the wooden barrel in the book, and sat cross-legged by the corridor. "The statement last time was a lie to you, don't mind."

Hearing the sound of someone walking behind him lightly, Mizuki let out a long sigh of relief: "This kind of yard doesn't need me to do anything at all, so why do you call me over?"

"Why are your bangs so long?" The little guy behind him stretched his legs and sat next to him, with a quite peaceful smile on his face. "Won't it prevent you from seeing things?"

Mizuki Yifuki turned his face sideways, looked at the corner of Sasuke's raised mouth, and suddenly felt regretful in his heart.

If the genocide hadn't happened, Sasuke would have kept his current innocence.

"No, I'm used to this." Ibuki couldn't help feeling distressed when he thought of Sasuke on the night of the genocide, and his tone softened a bit.

Sasuke shook his legs: "Since you don't need to take care of the yard, then Ibuki can come and play with me today."

"Since there is no job, of course I have to go back."

"Don't be in a hurry to go back." Sasuke grabbed his hand, but he didn't look over, and looked up at a clear sky with his head up.

"My brother went on a mission again, and I don't know when I'll be back. Even if I go out, I don't have any friends to play with...Ibuki, we are friends."

"From a certain point of view, it's an employment relationship." Mizuki Yibuki looked serious.

"Employment relationship?" Sasuke blinked, as if he was seriously thinking about the meaning of these four words. "Then we are friends?"

Yibuki raised his eyes following the other party's gaze, and the enveloping warmth from his wrist made him unable to say anything to refuse: "It's okay."

"Then you can stay and play with me today." Sasuke raised the corner of his mouth high.

Yi Chuan sighed, always feeling helpless when he was with him: "I will only accompany you until your brother comes home."

"Okay, I'll look for you next time." Sasuke said while looking curiously at the wooden barrel Ibuki brought. "By the way, my birthday is coming soon, will Yibuki come over then?"

"Birthday?"

"Well, July 23rd is my birthday." Sasuke looked at him with a smile. "We'll be there soon, Ibuki should still be in the village at that time."

"Yes..." Shui Shuyi was stunned, and a chill ran up his spine.

【Do you remember when your birthday is? 】

[July 23rd. 】

"..." Ibuki slapped himself on the forehead in frustration, no wonder Uchiha Itachi would ask such explicit questions.

Although he had seen Hokage in his previous life, he didn't know the details of characters like a little girl at all, and he didn't pay attention to such things as birthdays.Thinking of the unfinished Hokage remaining in the computer when he was alive, Mizuki Ibuki felt that he had sinned deeply.

If he had known earlier that he would cross over to this tragic world with a high mortality rate, he would have finished Hokage Tong Evil without eating or drinking, and memorized everyone's information in his head.

But of course it's too late to say that now.

"When is Ibuki's birthday?" Sasuke didn't notice his strange expression.

"...My birthday is also on that day." He said this sentence intermittently.

"Same birthday!?" Uchiha Sasuke exclaimed, and the astonishment between his brows turned into excitement in an instant. "Then aren't we destined!"

——…It’s either fate or evil fate.

"When is it?" Sasuke continued to ask eagerly. "Morning? Afternoon? Or evening?"

"How do I know about this kind of thing..." Ibuki tried hard to restrain his urge to touch his forehead. "It's not important."

"If you don't know, I'll take it as if I'm older than you." Sasuke shook his right hand. "We look the same and have the same birthday, so I always feel like we have an extra brother."

"Stop making such terrible jokes." Ibuki couldn't help but want to sigh when he thought of the full moon night when Sasuke would face genocide when he entered school soon.

Not only does he feel sorry for the naive little guy in front of him, but he is also afraid that Uchiha Itachi will kill him together.Fortunately, the other party has not yet produced definite evidence that he is Sasuke's twin brother, so he can somewhat comfort himself.

"hiss--"

Ibuki was thinking wildly with his head down, when Sasuke next to him made a gasping sound.

He looked up, and Sasuke found out the scissors he had placed in the barrel to trim flower branches. His finger was scratched unceremoniously, and blood was dripping from the wound little by little.

"Hey, don't mess with those dangerous things!" He frowned, and grabbed the scissors from his assistant.

Assistant Zuo hadn't withdrawn his strength yet, he was startled by Ibuki's sudden movement, his wrist couldn't help shaking, and the sharp scissors were drawn out from his hand, rubbing against the back of Ibuki's hand unceremoniously.

Ibuki: "..."

Sasuke: "..."

The two looked at each other with wry smiles, got up from the corridor, and secretly fetched a basin of clean water under the cover of Sasuke.

"Let's wash it together, and I'll take you to the medicine later."

"Yeah." Mizuki Yifuki nodded, and followed Sasuke to immerse his injured hand in the water.

While washing, Sasuke stirred up a few waves of water, making his palms itchy.

"Does it hurt?" Sasuke squatted in front of him, looking at him worriedly.

Yi Chuan smiled: "It doesn't hurt."

Before the smile could reach the corners of his eyes, in a second, the pupils that were originally lazy and slack suddenly shrank.

The two wisps of red liquid from different bodies turned out to be gradually converging into one stream, as if they were born as one, being hit by the water waves from left to right.

He blinked hard, adjusted his posture, and almost buried his head in the basin.

——It's not an illusion.

His and Uchiha Sasuke's blood were fused together!

Mizuki took a deep breath to calm down the restless emotions in her heart.Although he thought that he might be Sasuke's twin brother before, but now that the evidence was in front of him, he suddenly panicked.

"I'll go and pour out the water." He raised Sasuke's tender little hand with a serious face, and was about to pick up the water basin when the people behind him took the lead.

His bony fingers brushed his cheeks, and he easily held the water basin in his hand: "Let me do it."

The hoarse voice was close to his ears, Mizuki Yibuki's body froze, and the brain center stopped working.

"Brother!" Seeing that his elder brother came back early today, Uchiha Sasuke immediately jumped up, leaning over and wrapping his arms around Uchiha Itachi's waist.

Itachi patted his little head tenderly: "Sasuke, Mother just asked me to call you over."

"Now?" After getting an affirmative answer, Sasuke turned around and took Ibuki's cold hand with some disappointment. "Na Yibuki, you must come to play with me again next time, it's agreed!"

Without giving him any time to react, Sasuke quickly hooked his fingers together, turned around and ran away into the corridor.

Mizuki Ibuki is still in a brain shutdown state, standing in front of Uchiha Itachi, his face is extremely ugly.

Itachi put the basin aside calmly, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, half-kneeled on his face, and carefully wiped off the remaining water stains on his hand bit by bit.Fortunately, the wound on the back of the hand was not deep, and the bleeding has completely stopped now.

Ibuki stared blankly at Itachi who was half kneeling in front of him, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but he held him tightly, unable to move an inch.

"Ibuki." Itachi lowered his eyes, looking at the back of his scratched hand. "Would you like a cup of tea?"

Mizuki Ibuki looked at Itachi's gentle expression, and was a little at a loss for a moment: "No... I think I should go back." As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice became dry.

As soon as the words fell, Yibuki felt that the strength of his wrist suddenly increased. He watched Itachi stand up suddenly in astonishment. Before he had time to take two steps back, he felt his waist tighten again, and the scene in front of him was turned upside down. Waiting for him to react However, he found that he had been directly held by Itachi on his shoulders.

"Hey!" Ibuki was ashamed and annoyed, and hit Itachi's back hard. "What are you doing! Let me go!"

"Please drink tea." Itachi easily restrained his restless body, and walked towards his room.

"Hey--!!!"

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