I still found the wrong target for the strategy today [Comprehensive]

Shisui felt it the moment Hanase and Kakashi stepped into the door, and the two kunai twirled more joyfully at the fingertips, and there was no accident at all during the high-speed operation. He leisurely said to Naruto who was devouring his meal: "The person you were waiting for is back."

"Huh?! Cough——!"

With no time to swallow the food, Naruto propped himself up and quickly left the table. He stumbled and ran towards the door. The residue on his mouth made him look more like a refugee who stole food. He rushed to the entrance with hesitation and thought.

Kakashi saw a golden streak coming straight towards him, barely raised his hand, recognized that it was Naruto and stopped his movements.

Naruto ran into Hanase's arms directly, and couldn't help shouting happily: "Shisui said you would come back early today, I thought he was lying to me! I haven't seen you Hanase for several days !"

"I've been a little busy recently." Hanase patted his head, and always withdrew his hand quickly, considering the unfounded saying "touching the head will make you grow taller". On the contrary, Naruto likes to be patted by her on the head, every time Every time, I will show a very happy expression.

Naruto approached her unconsciously, and pushed Kakashi away who was clearly beside him: "Hanase Hanase, why don't I just live here? Except for leaving the village, no matter how busy you are, you will go home. Bar?"

His anticipation made Hanase nodded before thinking: "Well, I will be back."

"Great!" Naruto almost jumped up, "Let me live here! I want to see you every day!"

A cool voice sounded from behind:

"No."

It doesn't take much thinking to know that it is Zhishui.

Naruto grasped Hanase's fingers and continued to play coquettishly: "Let me live in! Come in!! Hanase, look at Shisui, he bullied me QAQ"

Hanase couldn't laugh or cry.

Shisui quarreled with Naruto with ease, and raised his hand to Kakashi as a greeting: "You are in a surprisingly good mood today, Kakashi."

"Because something good happened."

Kakashi gave a rare and obvious smile.

Shisui retracted his arms, and was about to tease, when he caught sight of Hanase who was leaning over to talk to Naruto, the corner of his mouth froze.

"...I want to practice shuriken with Sasuke, and Naruto wants to go together?" Hanase asked Naruto gently, "By the way, did you have a good lunch? Did you not eat instant noodles?"

"No!" Naruto replied hastily, as if asking for credit, "I did everything Hanase said, and I also ate a lot of vegetables, and I also ate meat! I drink the milk Hanase bought every day! "

"So nice."

"hey-hey."

Naruto smiled contentedly.

Hanase straightened up and looked at Shisui who had been too quiet since just now: "Shall we go together?"

Shisui slowly rolled his eyes: "No, if Kakashi goes with you, I won't go."

"...?"

Hanase stared blankly at his back as he turned and entered the room, feeling something was wrong.

"It will be too late if you don't leave." Kakashi reminded from the side, inadvertently interrupting the subtle feeling Hanase felt, "Go directly to Sasuke's house or go to the Maruko shop first?"

Hanase nodded subconsciously: "Maruko shop."

Kakashi's eyes softened: "Okay."

I went to the meatball shop to pack some three-color dumplings, and when I arrived at the patriarch’s house, I found that the atmosphere was quite polarized: Uchiha Fugaku looked very happy, but Itachi’s face was too quiet, Uchiha Mikoto went to see Itachi’s expression from time to time, the ignorant Sasuke Watch what you say and don't dare to speak.

After entering the entrance, Sasuke took two steps towards Hanase, and Uchiha Fugaku suddenly called Hanase over very seriously.

"Come with me."

"Yes."

Hanase, who didn't understand what happened at all, hesitated in the tone of her answer, and stepped up to follow. The motionless Itachi suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist tightly. Hanase stopped and looked down at him, asking with her eyes Seeing what happened to Itachi, when seeing Itachi's trembling expression for a moment, Hanase wrapped his cold hand comfortingly with her backhand.

The temperature is too low.

...what the hell happened?

Hanase followed Uchiha Fugaku into the study.

"Recently, you and the four generations of orphans seem to be getting very close."

This is not a question.

Hanase waited quietly for the next sentence.

"You'd better stay away from that child." Uchiha Fugaku said sternly, "No, the farther the better."

Why, Hanase didn't even have to ask.

"You know how much the Nine-Tails incident had an impact on Uchiha four years ago, not all our actions will be attributed to us by the 'fear of power', that child... is now the Nine-Tails Renzhu Li, as the strongest force of this generation in the Uchiha clan, do you know how other people view your behavior of being close to that child?"

"……I know."

Uchiha Fugaku was almost furious: "Since you know why you don't know how to restrain yourself?!"

As the patriarch, his dilemma is the situation of the whole clan, and he puts the overall situation first and takes care of the burden of the whole clan.Hanase has nothing to say and no way to justify. She can understand the reason for Uchiha Fugaku's anger and did something inappropriate, which makes others doubt the rationality of her behavior, and even more jealous of Uchiha.

But she had to struggle—

"...It was my waywardness that caused you trouble." Hanase bent down and pressed her forehead to the solid wood floor, respectfully apologizing.

"It's good that you understand, don't continue to get close to that child in the future." Uchiha Fugaku softened his tone, he valued Hanase very much, so he was even stricter.

Hanase was silent for a long time, the words had already reached her lips, she trembled, but she couldn't obediently say the words of assurance, instead she kowtowed again, more forcefully than last time: "...he is the child of my former teacher, I I really can't..."

"Then you are going to put the whole family in a dangerous situation?!"

"……Do not."

"Choose one, Hanase, I thought you were the most sensible and intelligent child, don't let me down."

"I... can't abandon that child." Hanase clenched her fists and lay down deeply on the floor, her soft black hair scattered, "I will keep him from approaching the clan, if only because Caring for a child can make the village completely sever trust in Uchiha, so the superficial peace will end... Excuse me, it’s just a three-year-old child, Lord Patriarch, please believe me, it won’t..."

"I believe you! But does Konoha believe you?!"

Hanase shuddered.

Uchiha Fugaku breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes hard, and when he spoke again, his tone of voice was under control, but it was not as calm as it sounded: "Go out, think carefully."

"……Yes."

Hanase stood outside the study, staring at the pond in the corner of the courtyard, and left after a full 3 minutes.

Going around the corridor, I bumped into Itachi with his head down at the corner.

"Weasel."

Hanase yelled, unexpectedly realizing that her tone was too depressed, she cleared her throat and was about to speak again, both wrists were held by Itachi, then, Itachi took a step forward, lowering her head, just like this In a stiff posture where the whole body did not move much, it crashed into her arms.

Both hands stretched out to hold Hanase's wrist tightly, as if imprisoned, more like an obsession that would not let go, as if feeling that one hand could not make people feel at ease, the whole person hugged him.

But it's clearly not a hug.

"Hanase, I opened Sharingan today."

Itachi articulated words very slowly, and his sentence punctuation was even more strange, as if he had fallen into a state of half-meditation.

Hanase looked down at him, and gave a soft "um", other than that, there was no congratulations, no surprises, or even a word.

So Itachi followed in silence for a long time, clenched Hanase's hand even more tightly, turned his head sideways as if trying to cover up something, but Hanase could see more clearly the tiny speck of water under the corners of his closed eyes. stains.

"... my friend, he is dead."

Hanase couldn't move her hands, so she could only lower her head to touch Itachi's head.

This was the only physical comfort she could think of, because she couldn't think of better words to dissuade him. Perhaps Itachi didn't need any persuasion at all. Death made him sad, and he knew it couldn't be changed, so it was even more painful.

Hanase suddenly understood why there were two divergent atmospheres when she stepped here just now: When Itachi was saddened by the death of his friend, the patriarch only saw his opened Sharingan.

Itachi's face was mixed with a bit of puzzled gloom: "If the price of Sharingan is like this, is the Uchiha clan destined to go on like this?"

With the ominousness of death and blood, the more you go up, the more you will lose.

"I don't know...but, your Sharingan is also regarded as a symbol of love for your friends, and it's the power to activate when you want to protect."

"Its original intention should be to protect those who care."

Many times Hanase would be amazed by the depth of Itachi's thoughts, just like this time.Everyone has their own ideas, most of which are ideological collisions that cannot be easily judged right or wrong. When Hanase and Itachi have such dialogues, they try to avoid direct determination. Most of the time, they just express their own ideas and tell Itachi that this world may be You can also look at it from another angle.

Itachi lowered his eyes: "...does it only open when important people die?"

It's like being stuck in an endless loop.

Obviously it was opened for the person who cared, but only under the impact of that person's departure will it go further.

Itachi let go of Hanase's hand, and a rare panic appeared on his face when he saw the bruise covering his fingers: "I'm sorry, does it hurt?"

Hanase patted his left shoulder nonchalantly, with very light force, just a symbolic movement, looking at Itachi peacefully and softly: "Are you in pain?"

Different from superficial wounds, Itachi, are you in pain?

Itachi pursed his lips tightly, and his firm gaze collapsed for a moment, revealing the traces of pain buried under it, imprinted on his heart like a scratch, but he shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Deceiving.

Hanase held his cold hand in his palm.

Clenched tightly as if to convey strength.

"Hanase."

"Ok?"

"Your hands are so cold."

"……yes."

"Well, it's cold."

Itachi repeated in a low voice.