Yuu Uchiha is not Itachi

"Uchiha Yuu you stinky brat!!!"

An earth-shattering roar came from Shuiying's office, and the houses around his powerful face trembled three times.

This voice is none other than the ancestor of our Uchiwa fans, Mr. Madara.At this moment, Mrs. Madara was really outraged, even wearing Mizukage's big hat could not stop the green smoke from his head, and the hand holding the letter was trembling.

"Water, Mizukage... my lord..."

Chojuro, who was in charge of handing the letter to Madara, swallowed hard. He had never seen Mizukage-sama get so angry.

In fact, the situation is like this - this morning he went to wake Master You to get up, stood at the door and knocked for a long time but there was no answer, pushed the door and went in to see that the quilts were neatly folded, and there was no one there.There was only a letter addressed to Mizukage-sama on the table, with two bells on it... So I dedicatedly took the letter to Mizukage's office, and this scene appeared...

"Do you have anything to say?!"

"No...no..."

Madara-san, who was in an extremely upset mood, only glanced sideways at Chojuro through the small hole in the mask, but he still felt a strong murderous aura and a bitter chill...

Madara took a deep breath, trying to stabilize his emotions, but as soon as he saw the letter in his hand, he couldn't restrain the urge to kill that stinky brat.A palm slapped on the desk, and the poor Mizukage desk immediately split from the middle, and smashed to the sides with a "bang", and the legs of the Anbu standing next to him trembled with fright.

Taking a cold glance at everyone in the room, Madara's tone was extremely angry:

"Haven't I sent someone to take care of his life?"

Everyone tremblingly glanced at the "nanny" Chojuro who was in a cold sweat, and shook their heads.

"Haven't I carefully taught him ninjutsu?"

Madara clutched the letter tightly, and the temperature in the room suddenly rose by dozens of degrees.

Recalling Yu's time and time again tricks to play tricks on them and the gradually improved ninjutsu effects, everyone shook their heads in unison again.

"Did I deduct his pocket money if I didn't buy him clothes?"

With a "swipe", the devastated and poor letter finally returned to its hometown—it was burned to ashes by the hot flames in Madara's palm, and turned into spring mud to protect flowers; Grandfather's grinding of teeth...

Thinking of Mr. Yu's whole cabinet of clothes and snacks in the house, plus the fear that he would go to protect the flowers like that letter, shaking his head and shaking his head is more joyful than a rattle.

"Then why did he say that!"

Ever since, this volcano called Madara finally erupted.A punch shattered the thick floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and then everyone was in a mess in the bleak spring breeze...

By the way, what was written in that letter that made Mr. Madara so mad?The goblin kindly showed the letter with annotations, please watch:

Not at all Dear Bansang:

When you read this letter, Master Ben has already embarked on a journey home.If you want to ask why Master Ben left, then Master Ben will tell you the reason decisively—it is because he cannot bear your abuse!

Six years ago, you disregarded the objections of my parents [totally agree] and forcibly [voluntarily] abducted this young master, which made me lack the love of my parents during these six years, which left this young master in my young heart. Deep shadows fell.

However, for me who didn't know the inside story [very clearly] and was very young like a little white rabbit, you gave full play to your nature and successfully played the role of the big bad wolf-a life with black and white upside down [tired from playing Just sleeping], no one to take care of the messy life [Changjuro who messed up by himself didn’t have time to clean up], no one taught but was arranged a lot of training [Master Madara’s last resort method of torture] and endless surveillance [ The bell I brought to prevent him from making trouble]... I can bear with these young masters, but the most annoying thing is that you don't even buy a piece of clothes for this young master [all are made to order] and you also deduct the meager money from my young master. [It’s just that he accidentally dropped a coin in Mizukage’s office and didn’t give it to him]!

How could this kind of Hong Guoguo's brutal and inhuman life restrain the gifted and intelligent Young Master Ben?The so-called where there is oppression, there is resistance, six years of forbearance and finally comprehend the true meaning of ninjutsu, this young master finally became a serf and made his home!This young master escaped from your clutches by his own ability, this young master is free!

PS: I returned the monitor to you, but I took the hair rope.This young master has searched all over the office of Shuiying and there is not even a hair rope, remember to prepare it next time!

Another PS: This young master has advanced your salary for two years from the Ministry of Finance. I didn't expect it to be so small. Kirigakure is really too poor!

Yu who was abused by you submits

It is such a "farewell letter" that confuses right and wrong and sternly accuses Mr. Ban completely, and the image of water shadow that has been established for many years is ruined... However, the culprit is standing on the wooden tree right now. Ye Cun gate crazily complained:

"Damn it, isn't it? I have been away for six years, why is Konoha still like this? Except for the construction of a few new buildings, nothing has changed at all! How poor is Konoha? No brand is changed; there is also that wicked stone carving, there is not even a single crack! My God, how conservative it is, how old it is old... and the two gatekeepers at the door, It’s been five years and you’re still looking at the gate, why are you two always on shift? It’s just the two of you who watch the gate with Konoha…”

The gatekeeper ninjas Izumo and Zitetsu looked at each other with black lines all over their faces—the Anbu captain who was supposed to be wearing a mask to direct the Anbu members to perform tasks and Konoha's famous facial paralyzed beauty "Uchiha Itachi" is now standing in the wood Ye Damen murmured resentfully, one can imagine how shocking this scene is!

Directly ignoring the two people looking at the gate, I walked into Muye Village without any haste, as if I were a visitor.

What?You say go home?Don't worry~~~ Go home, always bring some surprises~~~

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That night.

Large swaths of dark clouds covered the bright moonlight, casting a deep shadow on Uchiha Mansion.A slender figure quickly landed in the mansion, and entered the house familiarly.

A faint sound awakened Itachi, who had always been a light sleeper, picked up the short knife placed by the pillow, and Itachi found the door vigilantly.As he expected.A black shadow flashed by the window.Itachi breathed lightly, closed his eyes and switched to Sharingan mode, and the dagger in his hand was ready to go, just waiting for the black shadow to arrive.

After a while, after the slight sound of the door opening, a masked man in a pitch-black ninja suit walked in cautiously. He was surprised to find that there was no one in the room and turned around quickly. At this moment, Itachi turned the blade quickly. He stabbed at the man's shoulder, unexpectedly the man dodged the attack with great dexterity, and flipped aside on the spot, and the cold shimmering Kunai held in his hand was exposed in front of Itachi's eyes.

——Sure enough, he came to assassinate him. I don’t know what happened to his father, mother and Sasuke. We must get rid of this person quickly.

Thinking of this, the double hooks in Itachi's crimson eyes turned faster and faster, bursting out with an undisguised murderous aura.Facing this tense situation, the man in black looked very calm, and even had a slight smile in his dark eyes.Of course Itachi noticed this, he just felt that these eyes were very familiar, as if he had seen them a long time ago.However, this sense of familiarity did not make him hesitate. Years of mission training made him clearly understand the truth that the slightest mistake of a master makes a huge difference.

The man in black backed up a few steps, and charged forward with a stride. The sharp kunai reached Itachi's heart. The speed was so fast that there was no room for Itachi to dodge. When Ku Wujian touched Itachi's body, "Itachi "Suddenly, it turned into a cloud of white smoke with a bang.The man in black was startled, but the Kunai in his hand immediately turned around and hit behind him, unexpectedly there was another "bang".

At this moment, Itachi's real body kicked the man in black at the crook of his right leg, and the unbalanced man in black knelt down on the tatami on the spot. Itachi immediately grabbed the man in black's hands and cut them behind him. The short knife with a cold light was put on his neck without hesitation, and with a little force on the thumb clasped on the life gate of the man in black, the kunai in his hand fell to the ground with a "clang".

"Who sent you here?"

Itachi's extremely magnetic voice broke the silence, appearing extremely cold in the dark night.

This sentence resulted in a silent silence. Seeing that the man in black did not reply, Itachi grabbed the man in black's wrist and sank down vigorously. Suddenly, there was a muffled groan in the room—the man in black's waist-length hair Silk was locked in Itachi's hand together with the wrist.

"Who sent you here?"

Itachi asked again patiently, and gradually lowered his hand to force the man in black to raise his head high, his willow-like brows were tightly frowned, even so he still didn't speak.The short knife pressed against the neck of the man in black penetrated slightly, and the overflowing liquid quickly deepened the color of the cloth, and the sharp blade was also stained with a layer of bright red.

"...Brother, don't pull your hair, it hurts..."

Qingyue's voice came from under the mask with the shallow hoarseness unique to the juvenile voice change period. This voice that had been buried in his heart for many years sounded again at this moment. Itachi immediately knew that the real identity of the man in black was his second brother. He was surprised I hurriedly let go: "Xiaoyou, why is it you?!"

"How? Surprised, right?"

I took off the mask, squinted my eyes, and carefully looked at the person in front of me who I hadn't seen in six years—six years had completely faded away the immaturity and greenness of his childhood. Under the black pajamas, there was a tall and thin Body, long hair disheveled, that face that is very similar to me has been brought with indelible alienation and indifference after years of practice and tempering.The emotions in the bottom of my heart can't be seen in the long and narrow eyes. The cold and arrogant application and indifferent temperament are obviously much more mature than mine. Even the law lines are twice as long as before...

"I did feel 'surprised'."

Itachi specially emphasized the pronunciation of the word "shock" to express his mood at the moment.

I haven't seen you for so long, I didn't expect my younger brother's prank-loving nature to remain the same...

"Don't be angry, brother, I just want to create an unforgettable reunion between brothers." I put my arms around Itachi's neck, and smiled and nodded his cool nose. "I didn't expect you to be merciless at all."

Sighing helplessly, Itachi realized that no matter before or now, he had no way to deal with this eccentric younger brother.The western line fell to the dark spot on his younger brother's neck, and Itachi's eyebrows immediately twisted into a big pimple. He reached out and wanted to tear off the piece of cloth to see his injury, but in the end——

"Hey, hey... Brother, don't bring someone who takes off his clothes as soon as we meet..."

Hearing this sentence, brother Itachi's face was covered with black lines, as expected, it is impossible not to establish his prestige as a brother - the hand that was originally stagnant on his little brother's neck suddenly went straight up, aimed at his smooth forehead, and then he heard it as he wished A scream:

"It hurts... Brother, it's just a joke."

I rubbed my forehead and took Itachi's hand who was about to go out. "Why are you going?"

"Go tell your father and mother that you are back. Get the medicine box by the way, your wound needs to be treated."

Patting his younger brother's head soothingly, Itachi looked at the wound with undisguised distress in his eyes.

"It's so late, don't bother them; besides, the wound is not deep, so there is no need to deal with it."

To reassure him, I pulled down my collar to let him see.I didn't expect it to be okay if I didn't look at it. When I saw it, our Brother Itachi frowned even tighter——

On the snow-white neck, a knife mark over 5cm long was oozing blood, and some even slid down the graceful arc of the neck, leaving behind bright red trails.

——I should have recognized it earlier, otherwise Yuu wouldn't have been hurt...

——How can this kind of joke be made so easily? If you focus on yourself, the consequences will be unimaginable.

——Really, it’s already like this and you still say it’s okay... I really don’t know how to cherish myself.

"Brother, it really doesn't hurt..."

Seeing that he hadn't spoken, I quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, it's just a small injury, I'm used to it...don't show such a scary expression, okay, it really doesn't hurt at all..."

Regardless of his little brother's tugging, Itachi got up and took out alcohol and some emergency supplies from the drawer and sat down beside him.In fact, there is medical disinfectant in the drawer. The reason why I took out alcohol instead of that is because I want to teach this "life-threatening" little brother a lesson. Only by making him remember what pain is, can he learn to cherish himself!

"If you don't want to disturb them, just sit here and let me deal with it for you."

There was unquestionable domineering in Itachi's tone, so I had no choice but to sit down obediently and let him handle it.

The stinging pain of the alcohol applied to the wound is much stronger than when it is cut by the blade. The stinging pain seems to be alive, from emptying to deep into the skin, and then transmitted to every part of the body by various nerves, like The blood was tortured; in order not to worry Itachi, I clenched my teeth tightly and did not make a sound. The cold sweat soaked my clothes over and over again, and the heart-wrenching pain seemed to warm the house. It felt like I had spent a long life, and I felt a momentary loss of strength after cleaning up.

Itachi put the gauze on his younger brother's wound, and let out a long breath.

What surprised him was that he deliberately drank a lot of alcohol and cleaned it up several times, but his little brother didn't cry out in pain.

As a result, he raised his head only to find that his little brother was already sweating profusely, and his long hair soaked in sweat was obediently unloaded on his fair and handsome face. In stark contrast, the thin cherry-colored lips were white from the pain. The slack eyes are full of indescribable temptation—seeing our younger brother is so beautiful and delicious, our brother Itachi's heart beats faster for no reason...

"Brother..." The weak voice rang softly in Itachi's ear. "How about I sleep with you...I'm tired."

"……it is good."

Lying next to Itachi, I instinctively approached the heat source, slipped into his arms and fell asleep peacefully.

This is our Brother Itachi who is obviously not so stable anymore, hugging his little brother's delicate body, the sound of itchy even breathing in his ears, and the fragrance of Yuu's body in his nostrils, our Brother Itachi is the first in history The sad reminder - insomnia...