[Comprehensive] After leaving Yokohama, I joined Xiongying

There is moonlight coming from the window.

And under the moonlight, stood a man wearing a black cloak.

The clear moonlight did not bring softness to the person standing in the moonlight, on the contrary, it made the person whose body was mostly in black even more treacherous.

That person—let's call him a person for now, he stood by the bed, his eyes covered by a black cloak stared straight at the sleeping boy on the bed.

And he himself did not move, as if he had solidified into a sculpture together with time.

I don't know how long it took, but he slowly raised his hand, which seemed too useless for him, so he let out a "ho ho" panting sound.

And the hand covered by the black cloth slowly lifted up, and finally reached out to the peacefully sleeping boy.

If it was the usual vigilant boy, he must have noticed it, but for some reason, even when the hand hidden under the black robe was almost close to his face, the boy didn't wake up.

And that hand was finally revealed from under the cloak as it gradually stretched from the moonlight to the boy, skinny and boneless, like a seriously ill person.

The dry bone kept stretching forward, and kept moving forward, until it finally broke through the darkness and touched the boy's cheek.

Just then, the door creaked open.

Oda Sakunosuke opened the door of Itachi's room.He glanced around vigilantly, the window was already closed, and the half-closed window screen fluttered slightly with the wind blowing through the window with a small hole.

The occupant of the room lay flat on the bed, with his hands in front of his abdomen, breathing long and freely.

He exhaled, but didn't relax his vigilance because of it.The head of the family gently closed the door for Itachi, looked at the other children one by one, and skillfully picked up the quilt corners from the ground, and finally realized something was wrong when they returned to their room.

The man with reddish-brown hair paused, then turned around and ran back.

Unlike the tiptoeing last time, this time he opened the door with a bang.

The furnishings inside the door were the same as the last time he entered, and even the extent to which the window screen was lifted was almost similar.

but……

He approached the adopted son's bed vigilantly. The boy was sleeping in the darkness where the moonlight could not shine, and only a corner of the bed was faintly illuminated.

Oda Sakunosuke approached the boy, and softly called him by name.

"...Itachi? Are you okay? What happened?"

"Weasel?"

His brows were stained with anxiety, and he gently pushed the irrational sleeping boy with his hands.

"Weasel!"

Under such a strong call, the sleeping black-haired boy slowly woke up.

He sat up slowly, ignoring Oda Sakunosuke who was asking "what happened", and covered his eyes with one hand.

**

"Eyes are important."

Itachi heard that the eldest disciple who is said to be Uchiha's most respected medical ninja... spoke to him solemnly.

He turned his head, and the other party continued to talk after taking a breath.

"For us Uchiha, the eyes are not only the organs of vision, but also an important weapon in battle."

"A powerful pupil spell caster can use their eyes to have the power to turn mountains and seas, and can often determine the outcome of a battle, such as Madara-sama." The middle-aged man made no secret of his approval of the current patriarch in his words.

"At the same time, as the most important part of the human body, the eyes are also extremely fragile. Especially for us, we have to pay attention to protecting our eyes. If something goes wrong, not only the eyes, but even our lives will be lost on the battlefield. Losing, that's one of them." As soon as he changed the subject, his eyes suddenly softened when they touched the black-haired boy who was looking up at him.

"However, there is another reason that is more important to you."

"Itachi-kun, your father loves you very much, and you don't need to go to the battlefield, so you need to think about more things than us."

He still couldn't help but patted the head of this kid who was theoretically much more noble than him. He looked like he was only eight or nine years old, and his black hair like a crow's feather was tied loosely with a red rope behind his head. , the face is exquisite but not gorgeous... In short, it looks like the cub of their Uchiha family!

The middle-aged man with a bold heart but no visible appearance satisfies his desire to slap a child, cough, cough, and then returns to the topic.

"You have to think more than those of us who lick blood on the knife's edge all day long."

"If we think about how to live, what you think about is how to live better."

He looked at Itachi with kind and long eyes, with the tolerance of an elder, "Therefore, what you need to learn is how to use chakra to nourish your eyes."

"Of course, at the very beginning, you need to learn how to extract chakra."

Itachi didn't forget him, or it could be said that the purpose of this body coming to the Uchiha clan was for these eyes.

Even in the powerful Uchiha clan, there are very few people who opened their eyes at the age of seven or eight. Of course, perhaps these few people were not the only ones who opened their eyes when they were young, but they are the only ones who survived in the end.

If calculated in detail, this may be a terrible number.

Maybe that's why, Itachi thought, that's why the Uchiha people are so kind to him.Whether he was asking for advice on how to keep his eyes warm or living in the Uchiha clan, even when he went out for the first time, the uncle on the side of the road stuffed him with Konpei candy.

——In this day and age, even among the Uchiha clan, sugar is not a precious thing.

But looking at the uncle's appearance, he didn't feel any pain in his heart. After he took the candy and thanked him softly, he laughed out loud, which didn't fit the image of the cold Uchiha at all.

To be honest, before he really entered the Uchiha clan, he drew the general outline of the Uchiha clan from his "own" memory.

——The strength is high, the people of the clan are superior in demeanor, and their character and their appearance are a level of publicity.Although it looks pleasing to the eye, it is like a gorgeous flower that knows it is poisonous, and no one will easily provoke these dangerous guys.

Therefore, before going out, Itachi had thought about countless kinds of ignorance and even humiliation that such a big family with a strong sense of family might have for him who was an ex-born child—for the sake of his cheap noble father The situation might be better.

But the facts clearly told him that he was thinking too much.

Hearing this guess, Uchiha Izumi laughed out loud, and reached out to press Itachi's head.

"Who would bully such a little guy like you," he smiled, messing up the boy's black hair back and forth, "and, we didn't treat you preferentially for the sake of your cheap dad."

The young man's eyes were bent, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

But for Itachi, perhaps this is the original appearance of Uchiha Izumi.

Breaking away from the identity of "the elder brother who cares about the younger generation", he has bathed in blood on the battlefield since he was a child, and suppressed the appearance of "Uchiha Izuna" who helped the elder brother who became the patriarch of the entire family at a young age.

"If you want to say, whether it's me and Brother Ban or other people in Uchiha, there is only one reason why we can accept you."

He spoke word by word, and the words carried a certain weight for no reason, so the latter sentence seemed to be an acknowledgment and a ceremony, "Because you are Uchiha."

"You are an Uchiha, Itachi-kun."

The ferocious beast that crouched down stared at the cub it agreed with, and declared word by word.

"But," Itachi raised his head and looked back at Quanna without fear, and there was a little confusion in his words, as if he and the original child had expressed doubts together.

"But, Izumi-san, what is Uchiha?"

"A creature like Uchiha," Senju Tomona tapped on the desk while holding a pen in his hand, accurately and venomously drew a conclusion for the old enemy, "cunning, hateful, and powerful, it is the biggest enemy of the Senju Clan."

He emphasized that he cast his eyes sharply on his brother, "That's it, brother, you actually want to form an alliance with Uchiha?! Have you been to Mr. Fuji?"

Note: Mr. Fuji's full name is Qianshou Teng, and he is one of the physicians of the Qianshou family.

With a little translation, the question in the door is probably: Big brother, is there nothing wrong with your brain?

——like this.

The sarcastic young man who didn't detect his younger brother at all raised a smile heartily, and gave a thumbs up, "My health is very good! No need to visit Uncle Fuji!"

"And if it's Madara, he will definitely agree!" The usually carefree young man softened his tone for a moment, showing intimacy and trust that even he couldn't believe.

"If it's Madara."

Having seen his elder brother act like this so many times that Senju Tomono, who has no emotion in his heart, poured a pot of cold water on it without hesitation, and repeated his position, "That's Uchiha."

He stared at his brother, and because he was standing while the other was sitting, he even had a condescending illusion, "Brother, have you really thought about it?"

"Of course, it's because it's Uchiha." Senju Hashirama said, "As long as the strongest Uchiha and Senju unite, as long as we unite, this ninja world will usher in peace sooner or later."

The young man who answered in this way glanced at his precocious younger brother, keenly sensed the attitude of the other party from the other party's body, and skillfully turned into a group of mushrooms in frustration on the seat.

"Difficult, don't you want to help brother?"

"Of course...Brother, look up for me!"

The lifeless Hashirama: "What, what else is there? Tokaima...brother?...Eh, what should I call it QAQ?"

He held his forehead with a headache.

"Stop being coquettish, big brother." He raised his chin skillfully, "Even so, I won't agree with you,"

He said word by word, "It's not just me, the members of the Senshou clan, and even the members of the Uchiha clan will not agree."

"This is just your wishful thinking."

After saying these words, the young man lowered his head and found his elder brother in a group of purple mushrooms exuding a sad aura.

and the black cat in his hand.

"The real murderer is between the doors." He heard the young man say so, stroking the black cat with one hand while looking at him. "What a bad boy...you're right, Xiao Hei!"

"Meow~"

Ah, the weather is getting colder.

Feijian thought, let his elder brother die here.

Along with his silly dreams.

Turning his cold and ruthless red eyes, the boy suddenly thought of the scene his elder brother tried to paint in front of him.

It was a silly, hopeless, but hopeful dream.

"Really~is~no~interest~ah~door~room~"

Sure enough, if you kill Big Brother first and then Uchiha, this world will usher in real peace!

"Tobuma...you seem to be thinking about something weird." (stare——)

"Let's get down to business." Qianshou suppressed his right hand that was about to move and coughed, trying to change his brother's painting style to normal.

"In the morning, the Lord of the Fire Kingdom entrusted a task, and he named you to pick it up." He glanced at his brother who seemed to be really depressed, and sighed insignificantly, "Even if you want to To realize that stupid dream of yours, the King's support is also indispensable, right?"

"Okay, I'll take it!"

"Accept...accept the task?"

When Itachi received Uchiha Izuna's invitation, he was in a daze.

He said "Huh?" and raised his head to look in the direction of the sound source.

Yes, sound source.Because itachi can't see it for the time being.

Because the eyes are covered with ointment.

He "looked" at the other party hesitantly, and was caught in his arms by the guy who was obviously approaching.

"Brother Ban will also go together this time. How about it? You haven't seen the festival of the Fire Country yet?" The boy stretched out his hand and played with his pigtails where Itachi couldn't see, "How about it? Do you want to see it?" ?”

"But," Itachi asked, tilting his head, "isn't this the task of Brother Quan Nai and Brother Ban?"

"Well, bringing you is also part of the disguise," Quan Nai looked at the obedient child holding back his hand that was about to move, "and the war finally stopped. The festivals in this period are very interesting."

After experiencing the war, the civilians will instead hold festivals more vigorously, making this hard-won event in troubled times the most beautiful, and engraving it in their memories.

No one knows when their life will end, so they cherish the peaceful moments of life even more.

Itachi naturally knew that he would not be a tool for disguising his identity as the boy said, and even so, Uchiha and his age still had a bunch of children, and he, as a guest, couldn't fall on his head.

In the final analysis, the elder brothers saw him as a pitiful little man who couldn't hold his shoulders and resisted. He was pitifully weak and helpless among the Uchiha tribe who had very little entertainment. After rolling a few laps, I was much happier.After discussing with each other, they came up with this compromise.

And with Uchiha Madara, who is one of the strongest in the world, there is no need to worry about safety.

But speaking of being the strongest... Itachi suddenly thought, the other one is from the Thousand Hands, right?

"Heh, Senju." Uchiha Izuna, who heard Senju's hair blowing immediately, glanced at the little pitiful man wrapped in the Uchiha clan uniform, changed his previous posture and gave the deadline, "So, Itachi, are you going? "

***

"Itachi-kun...?" Oda Sakunosuke looked at his adopted son hesitantly, feeling that something was wrong.

The young man covered his eyes with his slender and white left hand, and there seemed to be a red light flashing indistinctly.

Oda Sakunosuke hadn't confirmed whether this was an illusion he had seen in a blink of an eye, but he saw the other party put his hand down.

Different from the serious and well-behaved boy in the past, and also different from him who was still a little blurry when he just woke up, Itachi's black eyes were out of focus, until Odasaku flipped out a fruit knife with his right hand and put it on his neck. There was a slight reaction.

He tilted his head, the sharp blade cut across his skin, and dark red liquid flowed down the knife.

"Who are you? Where's Itachi?"

Odasaku, who had already confirmed that this was definitely not Itachi, pressed the knife mercilessly.

"...Itachi...?" The boy repeated Oda Sakunosuke's words, tilted his head in doubt, and answered the other party's question slowly.

"I'm Uchiha Sasuke." He said, his knuckles moved slightly, and blue lightning flashed, "This is the question I want to ask, "Who are you?

"Eh?" Before the other party finished speaking, Odasaku blinked blankly, and shifted his gaze from the boy in front of him to the black cat lying on the boy's pillow and hadn't woken up until now, "Is it Sasuke?"

***

The author has something to say:

Sasuke Meow: No!this is not me! (Hoarse)

Brother Weasel: What is Uchiha Duck?

Izumi: balabalabala

Brother Itachi (contemplation): Then what is an excellent Uchiha Duck?

Quan Nai (categorical): Killing Senju is a good Uchiha

It's cool to kill the enemy for a while, and it's cool to kill the enemy all the time

Especially Qianshou, it's especially cool to kill