Remnant bones

In terms of complexity, the forbidden technique is far inferior to the sealing technique of the same level.

Without the slightest surprise, three nights later, in Itachi's room, I secretly and successfully completed the entire procedure, perfectly, without anyone noticing.

"Huh...huh..." I struggled to support my almost limp body with my hands, and cold sweat wet my long gray hair that had long lost its former color.Panting heavily, the black and purple blood slipped silently from my paper-white lips, and seeped into the tiny gaps in the tatami under my body.

Looking at the forehead of the stubborn black-haired boy in a coma, it looks the same as before, but the flame pattern inside has lost its original function.The raised eyebrows never calmed down from the moment he agreed to his request.

I stood up without a word, and after destroying all the evidence that might reveal this "secret", I leaned against the wall and went back to my room next door.Leaning his back against the ice-cold wall, he slid down slowly, and sat there, closing his eyes wearily.

I did what I had to do.

"It depends on how far you can go..." It was completely different from the silent gentleness and emotionless tone he used to treat that person, but more of the dominance and possessiveness that was inevitable: "Itachi."

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In the next four days, combined with some specially formulated drugs to stimulate physical bursts, I restored Itachi's strength to its full strength on the seven-day deadline as promised.However, on the surface, he is still the young master of the Uchiha family who is recuperating, and the group of old immortals in the clan are anxious and helpless because of the important "pawn" in his plan.

And since the day after the "healing", Itachi went out alone almost every night when everyone was asleep.It was not until the moment before dawn that he returned to the room.

Since then, his body has always been filled with a bloody smell that is hard to ignore, as well as the exhaustion that seeps from the depths of his soul.There is almost no need for deliberate camouflage, the tiredness of toil and running every night makes the silent face that often lacks emotional expression shrouded in a heartbreaking haggard.

Animal-shaped mask and black night clothes, it can be deduced that his main purpose of going out every night is almost without suspense, or because I can also be regarded as his "accomplice", which makes him feel that it is not right at all. I need to hide.

Conceal the physical condition of the clansmen themselves, and secretly carry out the secret mission assigned by Anbu.It has nothing to do with family responsibilities. From a certain point of view, I can even "betray" the family motto I have followed for many years... I don't understand what can make Itachi, a man who is cold-faced and kind-hearted, value his relatives, make such a choice?

Although it is surprisingly similar to the situation I personally experienced in my previous life, it is not difficult for me to figure out the meaning it represents... I don't want to admit the "truth" like that.

Whether it's to others, to Sasuke, to Itachi himself... that's too cruel.

Unlike me at that time, who had no worries and nostalgia, he was just a child who was underage among ordinary people, and he was burdened with such a heavy sin... What I, an "outsider" can do, is nothing more than " As a "third party" outsider, with the only complete left eye to witness everything, family, family, bonds, step by step into the abyss of destruction.

On the surface, Itachi is concentrating on recovering from his injuries, Fuqiu is busy with the work of the police force, Sasuke is back to school after his vacation, Shisui visits from time to time during the handover of tasks...Konoha's life rhythm is calm and peaceful, and day after day .

However, only those in the know can feel it... The atmosphere of Konoha in the "night" has changed.

In the huge and prosperous village, the various forces that have always been low-key and entrenched in their respective territories are beginning to move around.Anbu, who used to be stalking not far behind me, has long since disappeared.If I canceled the surveillance because I was sure that I was harmless, I would rather believe that it was due to the shortage of manpower in the Anbu, and I was temporarily unable to waste manpower on me, an "outsider" whose position was unknown.

After all, the three generations who have always been loved by others for being sympathetic to their subordinates, how could it be impossible to see Itachi's obviously overstretched physical condition. The title of "Doctor of Ninjutsu" is not a symbol of vanity that he cheated out of his fame.

The only proof of this is that... the development of the situation has reached such a serious level that he has no time to take care of the physical condition of his subordinates.

And while Anbu was so busy, the Uchiha clan obviously didn't have much time to spare.

The family's mansion suddenly became "lively".All kinds of people coming and going were all wearing the eye-catching round fan family crest, and their expressions were unprecedentedly dignified.On the contrary, my scope of activities in the mansion was also "politely" limited to the backyard and the porch.

The smell of gunpowder in the air is getting heavier and heavier.Even Sasuke, the only one who was carefree and didn't participate in it because of his age, was sensitive to the strangeness in the family.

And the first thing he noticed that something was wrong was the relationship between his father and his elder brother.

【Worthy of being my son...】This is the catchphrase that my father used to say all the time, and it represents not him, but his older brother, Uchiha Itachi, who is known as a "genius".

It seems that as long as he can remember, "genius" has almost become synonymous with his brother.

At the age of seven, he graduated from the ninja school with the highest grades in the school. He opened his eyes at the age of eight, and was promoted to the Chunin at the age of ten. In the same year, he joined the army directly under the three generations of Naruto-sama - Anbu, known as the elite of the elite.This jaw-dropping personal file is a portrayal of the life of his elder brother, Uchiha Itachi.

He used to be jealous, dissatisfied, and hated... It is obvious that they have the same excellent blood and background, why does the elder brother always get the admiration and admiration of others.And my own efforts, in the eyes of my father and others, will always be inferior to my elder brother's.

[Continue to follow your brother as an example. ] Facing his report card of straight A's, the answer he was looking forward to was just a promise from his father as if it didn't matter.

Unwillingness flooded into his heart at that moment.

Brother, brother, brother, brother...it's always brother brother!Why does the father always pay more attention to the elder brother!Obviously he is also his son, obviously he is also number one in the school, obviously...he just wants to hear a word from him, that's all...

It seems that his whole life is destined to only be the shadow of his brother... However, facing his brother who has always been very good to him, Sasuke can't speak ill of him except turning his head unnaturally and avoiding him as much as possible.

And before he knew it, from the moment his brother was sent back by Jun Mai after being injured in this mission, the way his father looked at him was no longer the comfort and pride he used to have.It was a kind of... indescribably complicated eyes... All he could understand was the suspicion in it.

He didn't understand, what did his father suspect?My brother has never made a mistake, even if he was injured, he still completed his task perfectly.He also devoted himself to his family, and no one would doubt his brother's strength and loyalty... For such a perfect heir, father, what are you doubting?

The atmosphere at home is becoming more and more strange... I don't know when the relationship between the father and son has fallen into a cold war.

Sasuke seemed to be in an endless mist, cold and damp, except for the radius of less than one meter around him, he couldn't see anything else.

The sense of loneliness and helplessness frightened him.However, his childish self-esteem kept him from throwing himself into the arms of his elder brother, admitting his incompetence and inferiority.

And even in the back of my mind, I decided that I hated the other person.When he accidentally caught a glimpse of the fleeting loss in his brother's eyes, he couldn't ignore the deep sense of guilt in his heart for no reason.For this reason, he can only use various trainings to numb his brain, telling himself not to think too much, or to let himself not have the energy to think about it.

Forget loneliness, forget regret, forget hatred... forget everything that is unpleasant, everything.

Time and time again, due to exhaustion and exhaustion, Sasuke passed out in a secret training ground in the back mountain that no one knew except him and his brother.And at this time, I was often the one who carried the sleeping little black cat back under the watchful eyes of Itachi.

Sasuke, who was still young, had never noticed his elder brother staring at him from behind.In his impression, at this moment, only the superior indifference in his elder brother's eyes remained, and the distance between him and himself seemed to always be greater.

I can understand Itachi's feelings at this moment. I don't want Sasuke to be hurt more deeply. With no choice, the only thing I can do is to cut off this unwilling bond with my own hands... The slender back is straight and straight, walking The steps into the darkness are firm without a trace of wavering.

Even if the price of moving forward is heavy, are you still firm...

Staring at the back that gradually disappeared into the shadows, there was an undetectable sadness in the white eyes.In fact, Itachi... as long as you look back, you will know that you are not the only one walking on that road.

Whether you know it or not, I will stand behind you, just like yours, as firm as you are.