Yuu Uchiha is not Itachi

It can be said that the time flies, the years fly by like a fleeting moment, and before I know it, my young master is already four years old.I have to think that this is the reason why the unscrupulous author made me grow up rapidly in order to catch up with the plot.So when I turned four years old in a flash, my twin brother, Uchiha Itachi, also turned four years old.Well, I admit that what I said above is all nonsense, please ignore it automatically.

The day was sunny and sunny, just right for the children to go out and play.

Holding two sets of clothes in her hands, Mikoto looked at Itachi and I, who were having a great time playing an inspirational (and mentally handicapped) sand-building game in the yard with a loving smile.

"Itachi, Xiaoyou, mom made new clothes for you, come and try them on."

"Wait a minute, mother, it will be done in a minute!"

I concentrated on building the sandcastle, and replied without raising my eyes.

"Xiaoyou." Itachi called me, with a faint smile on his face. "Let's go to Mother's place to try on the clothes first, and I'll help you get them later."

"Well, okay." I patted the dust off my body, and gave Itachi a smile as sweet as he wanted.

"Xiaoyou is the most obedient." Itachi raised his hand and poked my forehead.

"It hurts~~"

Covering my forehead, I looked at him rather dissatisfied. MD, I'm the most obedient, why are you poking me?

So the two of us followed Mikoto to try on clothes.

Speaking of Itachi poking his forehead, the audience all know that it is Itachi's way of expressing intimacy to Sasuke, but who knows that he made this movement on me!

At the beginning, I thought he would get tired of poking, but I didn't expect him to poke more vigorously as he got older, and the more he poked, the happier he was.It was okay before, when I was young, I had a strong force, and it didn’t hurt too much when I poked me; now this guy has learned how to poke me lightly when he is happy, and harder when he is not happy, the force is not noisy Just kidding, who do you think I provoked?Woo... This stamp lasted for a whole year. During this period, I lived a life full of bitterness, mixed with blood and tears, and oppressed at the bottom of society.

I will never forget the incident that caused him to poke my forehead, and I still regret my behavior at that time. If I can live my three years old again, I believe I will never let this happen again .To paraphrase an old saying: "There was an opportunity to be beaten in front of me. I didn't cherish it. I regretted it when I missed it. The most painful thing in the world is this. If God can give me a new start I will say three words to that boy: 'Don't poke me'. If I have to add a time limit to this poke, I hope it will be 1 years."

In fact, the cause of the incident was very simple. It was purely because of my curiosity, and the mischievous factor broke out.Well, to put it bluntly, I am young and ignorant, so I just put on makeup for Fuyue and lost someone, as for treating me like this.

Things look like this:

That day, Fuyue came back from Konoha Police Department at noon and took a nap after lunch.Meiqin coaxed Itachi and me to take a nap, and only then went to visit other sisters' houses after watching us fall asleep.I don't know how long it took, but when I got up and went to the toilet in a dazed sleep, I found out that Fuyue was sleeping high at home.At that time, I somehow wanted to take revenge on Fu Yue, because he always hit my palm mercilessly when I couldn't memorize the ninja rules.So I took decisive action. Of course, if I knew the consequences, I wouldn't do it if I was killed.

I carefully brought Mikoto's cosmetics and put them next to the tatami where Fuyue slept.Then I started my great project. However, I must first declare that I have never had any experience in makeup before I grew up.Of course, I can only rely on the memory of seeing other people's makeup to follow the gourd.

After I finished painting Fuyue in a daze, Fuyue didn't wake up!After looking at my "masterpiece", I picked up the eyebrow pencil and raised my hand to write a few big characters, then Master Ben yawned and packed up and went back to sleep.

When Fuyue got up, he didn't notice anything unusual about him, and went out to work at the Konoha Police Department as usual.There is no doubt that the rate of turning heads along the way is so high!Fuyue watched passers-by looking at him with uncontrollable amused expressions, and then ran to the telephone pole in front of him to have an intimate contact.While he was still wondering what was going on, he saw that he had already arrived at Konoha Police Department.When Fuyue walked into the police department with a serious face, all the staff inside were stunned, and then greeted Fuyue with a tacit understanding, resisting the desire to laugh, and didn't mention anything about Fuyue's appearance.

It was like this until it was about to get off work, when a member who was out on a mission came back, and after reporting to Fuyue "without seriousness", he said something like this: "Master Fuyue...you are really, puff haha, too...too... Humorous...hahaha..."

Fu Yue frowned and touched the top of his head, and immediately understood what was going on. He looked in a mirror and almost fainted:

A few strands of hair were tied into an upturned cone and stood pitifully on the top of the head. His face was as white as if he had just crawled out of a facial mask. The dark eyeliner stretched all the way to his temples; the eye shadows were colorful, and the area was even larger than His eyebrows were drawn, and his cheeks were as red as a monkey's butt; his sausage-like red lips were stained with a green solid that he didn't know what it was... The most annoying thing was that there were several words written crookedly on his forehead. Big characters——ぅちはゆうさく (Uchiha Yusaku)!

Frustrated, he threw the mirror away, and Fugaku went straight to Uchiha's old house without even taking off his makeup...

The result can be imagined, as soon as Fu Yue entered the door, I ran everywhere like flying.I ran in front, and Fuyue was chasing after him, and while chasing back, he shouted: "Uchiha Yuu, stop!"

Damn, if I stand still, you can't beat me to death?

Thinking about it, I was quite bold at that time, and I was afraid that the world would not be chaotic and shouted to him: "If I stop, I won't be called Uchiha Yuu!"

He didn't know where he got so many clogs, and he lost them all the way when I ran.It seems that Fuyue was really confused by anger, his accuracy has never been talked about, but this time, none of them hit me, and he even forgot to use ninjutsu.

When I noticed the words on Fu Yue's forehead, I immediately regretted it - why did I owe it so much?I'm afraid that if I don't get burned, what's wrong with me, what kind of name do I write!

As soon as I said yes, Itachi suddenly appeared and blocked me, and spoke to Fu Yue with a suppressed smile.

"Father, please calm down. Puha...Xiaoyou is still young, just playful for a while, please pu... Father, please forgive me."

Fuyue is so angry, he keeps staring at me, and he is almost on the verge of opening the three hook jade.

"No, I must teach this brat a lesson today! Yu, come here!"

I hid behind Itachi and laughed wildly, and Itachi continued: "If Father must teach Xiaoyou a lesson, let me do it."

After Itachi said this sentence, I was stunned. He slowly raised his hand and poked my forehead "diu".

"It hurts~~~~"

I sat on the floor covering my forehead and looked at him in surprise.

That's how itachi likes to poke people's foreheads!

Fu Yue sighed, glared at me angrily, turned and left.That's the end of the matter.

I don't have a long memory afterwards, but I changed the object of the prank to Itachi.

In fact, I didn't do anything, but I used a carbon pen to draw the two not-so-long nasolabial lines under the corners of his eyes into fishbone while he was sleeping. Branches are more appropriate... You know, when I was in school, I was not good at drawing, handicrafts and so on, so it was already my limit to be able to draw like that.

I remember that after lunch that day, before Miqin was going to let Itachi and I take a nap, I stole from Fule in advance and poured the powder, which was similar to Mongolian sweat medicine, into Itachi's drinking cup while it wasn't paying attention, and then it was like a dog. Pass him the cup.

But sadly, I didn't notice that the powder didn't completely dissolve, leaving an unnoticeable layer of white powder at the bottom of the cup.Think about the spirit of Itachi at that time, when he saw that the bottom of my cup was very clear, he immediately suspected that I was plotting something wrong, but he didn't show it to see what tricks I was up to.So I watched him go upstairs happily after drinking the water, so that I didn't see him spitting the water away behind me.

Immediately after the nap, I tried my best to keep myself awake, carefully observed Itachi's situation, and opened my eyes from time to time to see if he was fast asleep.In fact, what I didn't know was that Itachi was awake all the time, but he still pretended to be in a deep sleep to make me put down my guard.Look at him, he is so evil at such a young age. Compared with him, I really feel inferior.

At that time, I estimated that I would take out the carbon pen when he was fast asleep, and carefully extended the nasolabial folds on the left side of his face. Unexpectedly, when he turned over, the pen in my hand turned in a fright. The curve is drawn directly from the chin to the root of the ear... the same is true on the right side. I saw that it didn't work. The fish bones of the baiji dolphin are not so curved, so I revised it while thinking about it.It may also be that I was thinking deeply at the time, and I happened to see a willow tree on the street, so I drew it as a willow branch with fishbone...

After I was done, I admired my masterpiece with great pride. I quietly got up and wanted to put the carbon pen in the drawer, when I heard an extremely depressed voice behind me:

"Are you happy with the painting? Xiaoyou."

"Okay."

At that time, I was silent and unable to extricate myself from my pride, so I answered without thinking.

"So, what is the painting?"

"Ask me what I'm doing, don't you just look in the mirror by yourself...Come on..."

My subconscious answer was smooth at first, but then the more I thought about it, the more wrong it became. After turning around stiffly, I saw Itachi's black face that I drew in half...

"It's pretty good, Xiaoyou, who did you learn how to prescribe medicine from?"

The weasel looked at me with a nonchalant smile.

"I'm gifted... self-taught..."

This guy was directly attacked by Itachi inhumanely after I finished saying this sentence - he sat across from me and poked me on the forehead alive all afternoon without making me laugh.Later, when I thought about it, I was also Biao at the time, seeing how angry he was and talking so much nonsense that he was not afraid of death, if he didn’t poke me, he would still keep me?

"Brother, don't be angry, in fact, your nasolabial folds are quite pretty."

……stamp.

"Really, believe me, standing with me looks very young and mature..."

...Still poked.

"Brother, what's wrong with your decree pattern?"

... poked hard.

"Brother, hurry up and find someone to treat this disease."

...to poke to death.

"Brother, I was wrong, I will never talk about your nasolabial folds again..."

... a hard poke.

"Hey. Brother, don't... I was wrong... Ah, it hurts..."