Naruto Monster Story

"Sasuke, I'm sorry, I'll teach you shuriken next time. Come on, let my brother poke it."

A rambunctious voice came from the simple tavern, so frivolous that the occasional pedestrians couldn't help but stop and look inside the tavern.

There were two people in the tavern, one with long black hair and the other with long black hair.It was just the man with his long hair tied behind his head, sitting cross-legged on the tatami with his back straight. His whole body was wrapped in a red background with black clouds, only his handsome face was exposed, and his whole body exuded a strong abstinence.Often this kind of man either wants the woman to overwhelm him, or wants the girl to look forward to his wild indulgence when he takes off his coat and reveals his bronze chest muscles.

It's a pity that although Itachi is a man, he is not an ordinary man.No matter how much you think about lusting, you can only do it in your head, and the indifferent temperament around you makes the waitress in the tavern only holding the plate and peeking from the side.

However, there is still a kind of woman in the world, the woman who is the least like a woman, and a woman who is more rogue than a man.The black hair was scattered at the back of the head casually, and the loose black robe revealed the white bandage wrapped around the chest.The dark green bamboo chopsticks twirled lightly between her slender fingers.Then, with a swipe, it touched Itachi's eyebrows without touching it, bouncing up and down again and again, making the drop of wine that was about to fall from the chopsticks even more heart-wrenching.Speaking frivolously, he spoke the first words to the ascetic man like a monk, full of teasing and provocation.

Uchipote had beautiful eyebrows, and he glanced at Dika at the opposite table.The three-color balls still disappeared into Itachi's lightly opened red lips at a strange speed.When the last bamboo stick was put into the empty plate, Itachi wiped the corner of his mouth gracefully, and said in an absolutely magnetic voice: "Bring back Sasuke."

This is the sentence that Itachi has repeated the most in the past three years. It is currently estimated to be 1094 times, which is equal to a certain record of Dika.

Just like before, Dika turned the chopsticks backhand, casually put it under his tongue, and said neatly, "No."

"Time control scroll and Sasuke, you choose one."

"Both!" Sitting cross-legged, with his hands on his knees and chopsticks in his mouth, Dika was as bold as a bandit.

Three years have passed since the search for the time-controlling scroll.

For three years, it is said that it is short but has no stamina, and it is said that it is long but not rich enough.

Roaming around the world, sailing in the sky and sea, debauchery, oh, it's a debauchery.Although to Decca, the two words are no different.But her dilapidated body allowed her to throw Didara down 1094 times soberly, and half-push with Didara, achieving a shameful record of complete defeat.

But what made Dika cough up old blood the most was that the lower part of the time control scroll she had been looking for for three years was actually in the hands of her colleague, Itachi Uchiha.If he said that he didn't do it on purpose, no one would believe it.

But now in the tavern, because of Dika's arrogance, the atmosphere of the two people's negotiation was silent for a moment, just like the teacup gently picked up by Itachi, and the water ripples slowly rising inside.

Itachi's red lips opened: "Didara."

Those three short words, like hitting Dika's Achilles' heel, bent her straight back.

"I heard that because of Sasuke and your wound, you have been dissatisfied for a long time, old woman."

With her hair hanging down, Dika's face was dim in the shadows.

Itachi took a sip of tea, and then said: "I heard that because of Sasuke, Deidara, who was left out in the cold, asked Scorpion to do a long-term mission for half a year."

Dika's resentful youthful spirit was finally stimulated to its peak. "I heard, I heard, where did you hear so much?" The more he spoke, the more angry he became, Dika stood up vigorously, clapping his hands on the dining table heavily. "It's a good man, it's fine if you miss your younger brother. In the past three years, 31 days a month, there will always be 30 days where I can spot your crow clone. That's fine, but every time I overwhelm Dida Hey, what kind of trouble did you make when you ran out of the bed! Except for the toilet, you never peeped. Uchiha Itachi, your brother doesn’t need your eyes, are you lonely?! Don’t forget, at the beginning It was you who got rid of him first!"

After a series of roars, Itachi took down the food plate used to block the saliva, and said slowly: "Those are just coincidences."

"It just so happens that you, Master Uchiha!" Dikara opened his baggy jacket, revealing a little bloody chest bandage, pointed and shouted, "In order to hide from your crow, my last mouthful of old blood was sprayed three miles away. The straw in Hongxing Village is piled up. But it’s still a chick! Chick! Are you sure that Didara is shy, or do you want me to be laughed to death by the old man who is messing with Madara!"

Ignoring the waitresses around who lamented that Dika was a woman, Itachi looked at Dika's bandages that were bleeding again, put down the teacup in his hand, took out an old scroll from his arms, and put it on the table: "This is OK. The next part of the spell to completely solve your physical problems."

Dika didn't reach out her hand, she closed the front of her chest, waiting for Itachi's next sentence.

"Although, you told me a lot of strange predictions. But I believe in one sentence, those who obey the destiny will be sad, and those who resist the destiny will die."

In the end, the twelve characters, like a prophecy, gave Dika a feeling of chills running down his spine, and a dull pain in his chest.

"Breaking the karma of a destiny means you have to pay more." Speaking of this, Itachi unconsciously fiddled with the bamboo sticks on the table. "I destroyed Uchiha by force, and I won't live long. Similarly," although Itachi's eyes were still dark, they were as sharp as if the edges of the pupils were dyed scarlet. "You saved the mortal man, but you won't live long. Dika, you who have been serving the eye of reincarnation since the Six Paths, don't you know that the time control scroll is just for you to heal the skin? You can’t stop when you’re at it. Dika, can your teeth still suck blood?”

The pile of wood built with bamboo sticks collapsed into a pile of waste at the slightest touch.

Dika picked up the time-controlling scroll on the table and said after a long silence: "There are no such simple things in the world. Only when the symptoms are cured can the next step be to get rid of the roots. Things have to be done step by step, and wishes have to be bit by bit. The realization of. In big things, I will never be greedy."

Averting his eyes from the scroll, Dika smiled teasingly again. "I heard that your brother will kill you. I also heard that your brother will kill my man. I also heard that my preparatory grandma Uchiha Madara will summon the moon to trigger the war you least like."

Dika's words became more and more outrageous, making Itachi frowned slightly.

"But..." Clenching the scroll in his hand, Dika's eyes burst out with strong confidence. "I don't have Dika in those rumors. My appearance, no, it should be said that my resurrection of the half-body of the fairy shows that the story is no longer according to the original play. Itachi, the world has already begun to reshuffle. When Gento and I were awakened from our slumber by an old immortal named Tang Sheng, the bowl of Hokage’s porridge really started to have an aftertaste.”

"...you're just one person."

"You're wrong." Throwing the scroll high and catching it with a swish, Dika turned to Itachi and smiled. "I'm a monster."

The swaying low table, like a pass, made the tea in the cup sway more.Itachi stretched out a hand to cover the mouth of the cup, covering the still rippling water lines. "In the ending, it's enough that Sasuke is Konoha's hero, other things... I have no interest and no time." He whispered, revealing a long-term sickness.It seemed that his every move now was like a programmed living dead.

Dika covered the back of Itachi's hand, moved it away, revealing the green tea under his hand, and said slowly: "Tooth hurts, just pull it out, if the lung is broken, install another one. Kidney deficiency, huh, do you have a younger brother? Itachi , neither you nor I will die so early."

As Dika approached Itachi, his sapphire blue eyes turned scarlet from time to time, and his canine teeth became sharper.With a sharp smile, there is a determination to never give up.

"What do you want me to do?" Pulling out his hand, itachi wiped it with a handkerchief while the corners of Dika's eyes twitched.

"I want you to help me play the big game."

"How big?"

Leaning close to Itachi's ear, the sliding black hair blocked the sight of outsiders and covered their overlapping faces. Dika tempted like a devil: "World peace, love between men and women, go home and grow vegetables." Said Then, Dika took out a yellowed photo, handed it to Itachi's palm, and added: "Brother lures brother to attack."

In the photo, a boy with horoscope lines was spat at by a four or five-year-old steamed stuffed bun, and his smile was as happy as ever.No matter how the world changes, the happiness in the photo is still happiness, because time stops at that moment.

The silent Itachi squeezed the photo tightly, then got up and walked outside.

"The old way to contact."

"That's cool~!" Persuading an assistant, Dika drank the sake in a gulp.

"By the way, I don't have to care about the matter of feeding Doudou with sex. But, let's explain to Didara about the matter of stealing a kiss from Sasuke."

"Pfft! Cough cough."

Under the sun, the wind whipped up the hair on Itachi's forehead, black, pure black and dazzling.In stark contrast to the blond hair that brushes past.

Only, the sun is burning.

"Di, Didara, why are you here? Didn't you say you were going to catch a tail?"

Like a golden-haired Labrador dissatisfied with its owner's neglect, the mature version of "Didara" pressed Dika on the tatami of the wine shop with absolute momentum, and his blue eyes were full of strong dissatisfaction.

The author has something to say:

It is officially entering the final volume, so the update will be fixed within this week.

PS: I will start to revise the previous article. If you forget the plot, interested girls can look back.

PPS: I found that the previous update was basically Tianmou’s modification of the confusing and buggy parts of the previous article at the end of the day~!There won't be a big change, so girls don't have to care.