Tu Sheng [Hokage]

When the question of whether to kill or not to kill was really put before me, I fell into a landslide. If I killed him now, it would cause some terrible consequences.

I spat out a mouthful of blood. This was the result of forcibly sealing the gushing blood veins. After all, my body that had not yet recovered was still fragile. I never thought that I would be so weak one day.

The sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against dead leaves rang out in the quiet and peaceful forest. From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the young man about my age, caressing his fair and transparent skin warmly, and his eyes shining like black onyx. Shine.

Pain that can tear my soul apart, needle-like pain all over my body, and scorching magical energy constantly overflowing from my overwhelmed heart, fighting endlessly in this tattered body

"do not come!"

I squinted my eyes, blocked my annoyingly sharp sense of smell, and planned to put on a good show.

Sakura was really frightened and actually begged Uchiha Itachi to come to me.

I slowly straightened up from behind the tree trunk and walked towards him with a weird rickety posture, not shying away from looking at him.

But he just frowned and stepped back, always keeping half a meter away from me.

"If you have nothing to do, just go back." He paused and then said slightly accusingly, "You shouldn't leave your sister casually."

I wiped the blood from my mouth and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Sure enough, my confusion magic had no effect at all.

"I was injured on a mission and I didn't want her to see it."

"Then you should go to Konoha Hospital." He exposed my lies without mercy.

I stretched out my dirty hands to reach for his shoulder, and even after being shunned mercilessly, I didn't get angry: "It would be great if the hospital could cure this disease."

He looked around, folded his arms and looked at the messy grove that I had made. The expression on his face was still cold and a little serious, not at all as gentle as when he faced Sasuke just now. After watching for a while, he probably still didn't understand what was going on with me, and his eyes fell on my face again.

"What happened?"

"I am a dragon."

His frozen expression finally showed a trace of brokenness

"so what?"

"I'm a cannibal, and your brother looks so delicious."

"..." He turned and left.

"Huh?" The stupid human being didn't believe what I said. It was so hard to be honest but was so ruthlessly ignored.

I hesitantly caught up and tried to put the newly stretched out tail into his hand. My tail was very long, and now it was twisted to the right side of my hip bone to form a circle.

Uchiha Itachi didn't turn around to look at me, nor did he dodge his hand. He subconsciously grasped the thing I handed over. He must have felt the cold and slippery touch. He tilted his head to look at his right hand with a dark frown on his face.

Cold sweat suddenly ran all over my face.

It's over, it's over, why did you just put your tail into other people's hands casually?

"Uh...can you let me go first?"

Itachi finally turned around, with a strong hand and a cold and serious expression. Not so gentle, he lifted the thing in his hand and looked at it with lowered eyes.

Then, he suddenly raised his head, and I was caught off guard and met those scarlet eyes, and my brain suddenly fell into a blur of dizziness.

"I've seen it before, but based on your memory, you should have forgotten it."

This time it was my turn to breathe in the air, but he still didn't let go of my tail, and the redness in his eyes became dull.

"I've discovered it a long time ago, Haruno Shiro."