Naruto: Colorless Life

"You mean, do you want me to monitor him?"

Hearing what he said, Fu Yue felt a sharp pain in his heart.He suddenly came to his senses, the boy's obstinate look, his sharp eyes with hatred, so similar to those in those days - that scene was so close in front of him, he stood under the Yae Sakura, the distant thin clouds, and the eyes of the young man in the corridor were so deeply drawn come over.

During the stalemate, the wind outside suddenly became louder.

"I didn't expect that even you are so stupid." Before the sound of footsteps approached, Fuyue said suddenly, with a deep cold expression: "It seems that Yin didn't tell you anything, probably, he only said something 'You look like him' is useless."

Silver said so that night.

In the dimly lit porch, even if the snow light shines in from the outside, this small place looks dim and colorless.Itachi found the umbrella from the storage room, stood between the two silent adults, held the middle part of the umbrella and handed it to him: "Shishui."

"I'll take my leave first." Zhishui said reluctantly.

He didn't want to leave, and vaguely felt that this question was very important.But under such circumstances, they had to leave, because the patriarch obviously wouldn't say anything further.

There were not many people on the street, and the ebony handle of the umbrella was smooth and dull. When the umbrella was opened, the flying snow and the dark sky were all cut off.

After closing the door and wanting to say "don't associate with him in the future", Fuyue still calmed down.

As long as you don't involve Itachi, you can do anything else.

"dad?"

Fu Yue came back to his senses, and whispered: "It's okay, don't think too much."

Why can't you have expectations of me?

Itachi thought a little confused, and quietly lowered his head: "I..."

"Ok?"

"I want to join the police force in the future."

That was obviously not a topic that he could continue to babble about.

Fugaku squatted down, with soft hair and a stubborn face, Itachi actually looked a lot like Mikoto, only with such a temper and expression, he was really exactly the same as him.

"For me?"

Itachi, who was only five years old, didn't know how to answer.The sour tenderness that suddenly appeared from his father, his heart seemed to be gently pinched by something, he nodded vigorously and said, "Yes."

Kakashi came out of Hokage's office, and Shiranui Genma happened to pass by here. The two of them were stunned for a while, but Shiranui Genma said first: "I'm back, Hokage-sama is in the conference room."

"Hmm." Kakashi watched him walk in: "...Are you consulting them again?"

"Otherwise?" Xuanjian said contemptuously: "I only want to find trouble with the fourth generation of adults all day long." He rummaged through the documents on the table for a while, and took out two copies: "It's not convenient for me to say the specifics, so I'm leaving now." , you wait here."

Kakashi closed his eyes and waited in the office, almost fell asleep standing up.

"Kakashi."

Kakashi stood there motionless with his mask on, he yelled twice and took off his mask. Kakashi just opened his eyes sleepily: "... Teacher."

"Go back and rest later, how about Wuyin Village?"

"The fourth Mizukage has succeeded to the throne." Kakashi tried his best to tell the news of the investigation on the road, broadly speaking, the fourth Mizukage is a bully and a tailed orc Churiki, but his personality is simple and rude. Now Mizukage The entire territory of the country is closed and closed.

"When I came back, civil strife had already begun in some places," Kakashi took a breath, even if it was a hell on earth, it would not be an exaggeration to say that such a scene: "Also, the personnel on the intelligence network temporarily asked them not to send news gone."

"Well done, Kakashi." Nakamo felt sorry for his student: "Go back and rest, and come to my house for dinner tomorrow night."

Kakashi rolled his eyes.

Kushina was in charge of the dinner, and the cooking was very sumptuous. Everyone helped Kakashi to rest for a while, and his chin was so tired that he was so tired.Kushina thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, Kakashi, you should stay here."

After hearing this a lot, Kakashi quickly pushed it away.

The teacher looked melancholy.

Even when he left at night, Kakashi felt very guilty.

On the way back, a black-haired boy with an umbrella passed by him.

But Kakashi didn't know, and neither did others.

The night was not peaceful.

When Yamanaka Haiyi was called over temporarily, he was pushed into a room before he could figure out what happened.Shikahisa Nara was standing next to him, holding his arms solemnly, and the interrogation team was busy beside him.

The person being interrogated was a Jonin named Sanliang from Konoha.

"When our people were monitoring and tracking Danzo, they found that the people in the root contacted him." Nara Kakuhisa explained the situation next to Yamanaka Haiyi's ear. This situation is not as simple as a violation of the rules, so he didn't have an attack at the time, but He waited until the evening when the time was right, and detained him: "Please investigate."

Yamanaka Kaiichi nodded solemnly, walked over, and the others also backed away.He slowly pressed his hand on the head of that Junin, and whispered: "Let me see your heart."

A long dark corridor.

He went deeper and deeper along the corridor, getting closer, getting closer.

The brain floating in front of him.

Very well, there is no illusion defense, and no spiritual resistance ninjutsu.

Going further inside, the darkness was suddenly broken by white light, and the shaky figure walked forward.

It's the battlefield.

The picture was not clear at the beginning, and it took several minutes for the swaying colors to solidify and become clear.It was an autumn battlefield, with withered grass everywhere, a gray smoky sky, and thick blood-red clouds.

"What's going on?" Haiichi Yamanaka wondered secretly: "There hasn't been such a task in the village recently... Strange, what I saw was the thoughts of the past three months, and no war broke out in the past three months.

In the vast grassland, Konoha's ninja was defeated and gradually retreated, and this person was also running desperately.Suddenly, his feet went limp and he was bound by Chakras. Seeing this, the companion in front quickly grabbed him, pushed him violently, and chopped off Chakras with a sword in his other hand.

At this moment, his companion was busy saving him, but he couldn't avoid the chakra thread of the puppeteer in the distance.And he, being pushed away, watched helplessly as the puppet's weapon tore apart his companion's corpse.

This scene can be seen everywhere on the battlefield.The space is filled with despair, sadness, and tragic memories, and the emotions are extremely magnified, as if some lingering imprint is deeply imprinted in the body.

He ran desperately, howled, and couldn't even make a sound.

Kill them—the voice gradually became clear and shrill.

Kaiichi Yamanaka gradually began to struggle, and this person's mental fluctuations gradually became stronger. Extreme feelings and hatred could not be suppressed rationally in this space. Kaiichi Yamanaka reluctantly persisted and continued to read.

Without warning, the surroundings were pitch black.

The suppressed and desperate emotions roared, even though there was no sound, it was as shrill as the wailing of wild animals.

When the screen was bright again, Haiichi Yamanaka was already standing on Konoha, and the surroundings also turned to the scene of Sand Yin and Konoha forming an alliance.

The man stood in the crowd, watching the scene indifferently.

If Hokage is that Danzo-sama... that thought burns intensely and abruptly.

Yamanaka Kai let go of his hand, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.

Nara Shikahisa stood beside him and hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

"It's not very clear yet... He seems to be controlled by someone, and I can't be sure." Yamanaka Haiyi sat down next to him, and told what he saw and heard one by one.

"Is it an illusion? No, no, we should be able to discover the illusion. Haiyi, your technique is to see the thoughts within three months, right?"

Yamanaka Hai nodded: "That's right."

"What happened two years ago, how could it be so clear and profound." Nara Shikajiu took two steps, opened his eyes suddenly, then lowered his head to think, with the back of his hand on his chin: "Wait...Haiyi, I will trouble you again." Go there and help me take another look."

"I want to rest for a while, this person's emotional fluctuations are too strong." Yamanaka Haiyi showed a tired expression, panted for a while, and then stood up: "What are you watching now?"

"Look at other memories from these three months, especially—is there anything that stimulated him and caused him to have strong emotional ups and downs."

"no problem."

The memory of three months is long and trivial.

Dense beads of sweat floated up on Haiichi Yamanaka's forehead, mixed into thin streams of water and flowed down the tip of his nose.Nara Shikahisa stood beside him nervously, looking at Kaiichi Yamanaka from time to time, and then at the Jonin who was scouted by them.

The interrogation team had already interrogated him before—the other party honestly admitted to passing information to Danzo, but he didn't mention the reason at all, and he would rather die than tell the reason.

Suddenly, Yamanaka Kai let go of his hand suddenly, and staggered back: "Oops!"

Shikahisa Nara gave him a hand. Hearing this, he quickly looked at the Jonin. The other party showed a weak and bewildered expression, as if he couldn't figure it out. He slowly opened his eyes, and blood flowed down his eyes, nose, and mouth slowly. It flowed out slowly.

"I'm out of breath." The interrogation class next to me checked their breathing and said in a low voice.

Kaiichi Yamanaka suddenly grabbed Nara Shikaku's hand, gasped weakly, and said hoarsely after a while: "This is... it's a technique... I heard someone talking in his mind..."

"say what!"

"I...I can't hear...a very vague voice..." Nara Shika didn't wait for him to finish speaking for a long time, raised his head and said loudly: "The medical class is here!"

"I'm fine..." Yamanaka Kaiichi closed his eyes uncomfortably: "I have my own method...don't talk."

It was quiet all around.

The shock in Shikahisa Nara's heart can be imagined.

From the surface, there are two characteristics that can be determined for this technique.The first point: Except for Haiyi's jutsu, it is impossible to use ninjutsu to determine whether it is controlled or not - unlike illusion, which has obvious chakra flow chaos, this person's chakra flow is normal from the beginning to the end.

The second point: People who are controlled do not have the consciousness and defense of "I have been controlled". I am afraid that this technique will make the other party mistakenly believe that any action they take is due to their own feelings. I can't even notice it myself.

"It's impossible to have such a technique...it's unbelievable, there must be a loophole somewhere!" Slamming his fist on the table next to him, Nara Shikahisa forced himself to calm down: "There must be...if Two more samples! By the way, that person must have manipulated other people, as long as the investigation continues..."

"There won't be that kind of opportunity," he murmured, "I really underestimated them."

In the courtyard shrouded in moonlight, on the shelf under the porch, a thumb-sized white bird gently flapped its wings and bit a coin in the palm of its hand: "Give this to that person, and tell him that Anbu and the senior ninja class stop their actions." .”

In the courtyard, the snow-covered flower branches hang down. In the light of clusters of snow, Fuyue stares indifferently at the moon slowly coming out from behind the thick clouds.

As soon as he turned his head, he froze immediately, Meiqin stood beside him with her clothes on, tears welling in her eyes, she bit her lip without saying anything.

"I thought you fell asleep..." After saying this, Fuyue immediately realized that he was wrong, and remained silent, while Meiqin looked at him calmly: "Do you really want to avoid me that much?"

"I don't mean that, let's go back to sleep." This kind of conversation was boring, Fuyue took two steps inside, seeing that she still refused to move, sighed and said: "Itachi is asleep, don't wake him up again." When Meiqin heard him move her son out, she hummed in a low voice, her heart finally softened, and she returned to the room and said, "What can you be dissatisfied with? I've been hiding in the police force during this time, and I'd rather sleep in the office than come back. You think I'm Don't you know?"

As she talked, she shed tears of grievance, Fu Yue was silent, just listening, but his eyes flicked slightly, his expression gradually changed, he stared at her palm, then raised his head again.Meiqin unconsciously protected her lower abdomen, and when he noticed it, she smiled sourly, with a trembling voice: "It's been two months... I wanted to let you know earlier, but you refused to come back."

Fu Yue was taken aback for a moment, but his expression became extremely ugly and weird.

Meiqin was confused by him, and the tenderness disappeared for a while, and he stared at her lower abdomen for a while, stood up for a while, walked a few steps, and came to the door as if she suddenly woke up, rubbing her face in embarrassment. Rubbing his face, he whispered again: "I'm going to calm down."

He never came back.

Half an hour later, Itachi rubbed his eyes and came over sleepily: "Mom, am I going to be an older brother?" Miqin rubbed his hair and said softly, "Where's Dad?" "Daddy is hiding in my room." He refused to come out, saying that he wanted to calm down," Itachi concentrated on his mother's lower abdomen, but he couldn't hear the sound, so he sat upright depressed: "He put the quilt over his head, and I came directly."

Take, cover your head with a quilt?

"Don't talk nonsense." A gloomy voice came from behind, Itachi turned his head to look at his father who had returned to a calm and normal state, Fu Yue pretended not to see his son's suspicious eyes, and said calmly: "Go back to sleep, no early."

Itachi had to leave.

The pitch-black hair draped down from his shoulders, and it had grown much longer than when he just came to this world.She knelt behind him, the touch of her fingers was gentle and careful, and her hair was tied up again.Fu Yue slowly lowered his eyes, but the cold sweat on his back has not disappeared.

He is very clear about the current situation.

Whether it's the Uchiha clan, or in this family - he has no way out.However, it wasn't until this child came that he understood what true no retreat was!

It's not about sacrificing one's life, at all costs, to make the family successful.Compared with those, how to let this child be born, how to protect this child from growing up, and how to bear this joy that is so huge that it makes people panic are the real problems.

He wants to spend his whole life playing the role of Uchiha Fugaku well without flaws.

Play the other person—calmly, objectively, and above all.

Among them, what can be obtained is the one named Itachi, his son, and his compensation.

If you want it, you will do whatever it takes to snatch it.

This kid is also—

Such a beast, roaring and roaring in its body, tearing its sanity to shreds.

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