Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

Let the nightmare come true in an incomplete way!

That way, it will definitely bring some good stimulation!

Simply avoiding the problem will not solve it.

The snake knew Neji's nightmare, but how to deal with it depended on the individual - but at least the current Uchiha Itachi was not cruel.

He had done cruel things and got a response.

Cruelty is rewarded with even more cruel consequences.

Just like Uchiha Sasuke.

Although it is a good thing that the relationship between the brothers has been eased now, the hardships and difficulties involved are probably only known by the two brothers.

What if what we did then was irreversible?

If at that time, I really killed all the Uchiha people except Sasuke and became a rebel ninja, what would become of Sasuke, and what would become of myself?

Itachi could imagine it.

There is no doubt that I will die.

Died from a blood disease at the hands of Sasuke.

Just as he had accidentally thought at first.

Indeed, this is tragic, it is shining, and it is a hero belonging to the entire ninja world.

But Uchiha Itachi seemed too selfish and paranoid towards himself and Sasuke.

“He’s going to make choices that are consistent with his experience.”

The snake returned to the darkness, and it was unknown who it was talking to.

Maybe he was just talking to himself.

"So...necessary deception is needed."

"Even if he doesn't believe me, so what?"

"Uchiha Itachi has no choice. This is tantamount to desperately seeking medical treatment, and Hyuga Hizashi will never stop it."

"They don't even consider the current Hyuga Neji as Hyuga Neji."

"What? The cost? The consequences?"

"Let them handle it - I just want to get what I want."

"It is never shameful to be true to your desires."

"Human beings are so contradictory and ignorant - but that's exactly what makes them interesting."

The snake wants everything, so the snake gets everything.

The greedy monster always keeps its mouth open, looking forward to the day when it can swallow everything it sees.

...

Flowers bloom and fall, and everyone will die one day.

But how people die and why they die are completely different.

Heroic education is so popular that it has cultivated generation after generation of "heroes".

He would be a "hero".

He is Konoha's hero, everyone's hero.

But he will not be his own hero, nor will he be Sasuke's hero.

Itachi once again walked alone in the village, but now he was no longer dispirited.

The beautiful thoughts in my mind were exposed, and I no longer hid my true feelings.

Like a baby bird that has just hatched from its shell, even the air has become sweet.

Even though his body was still sticky from birth, he couldn't open his eyes.

If you try to fly, you will fall to death immediately.

But so what?

He is now reborn.

No matter what kind of monster gave him new life.

Just because Uchiha Itachi had no choice.

He seemed to have gradually touched upon the secret that originally belonged only to Hyuga Neji.

It feels good, even if I can never be a hero again.

Just looking up, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the Hokage Rock, casting a golden film on the four Hokage.

A day passes in the blink of an eye.

Hinata Hizashi was positive about the advice he gave.

"There's nothing wrong with going out and taking a look."

"Even if he can't become a ninja, Neji is still Hyuuga's child."

"Maybe... the Chunin Exam will bring some turning point."

The man took a sip of hot tea. The midday sun was warm and scorching, sending everything it covered into the furnace.

"But, in the end..."

"I will take responsibility and protect him."

"Please rest assured, senior."

It is clear that Uchiha Itachi's strength is declining day by day.

In terms of overall comprehensive strength, even the Third Hokage is only on par with him.

If it were ten or twenty years ago, when Sarutobi Hiruzen was still at his peak, he might still have been able to fight.

"Don't worry, that's not what I'm worrying about."

"I will go there too. If you and I combined can't protect him, then all these years will have been wasted."

He seemed to be joking, but he was serious.

It's not lived in vain.

He can't even protect his own children.

I can't even find the reason why Neji has become what he is now.

He is an unqualified father.

He is also an unqualified ninja.

As an unqualified human being, living greedily and selfishly.

But even so, he is alive.

"Weasel..."

"Even with all the discontent, we will live."

“On this not-so-beautiful planet, breathe the air into your lungs and become a part of it.”

"No matter what it is, there is no right or wrong - just do what you think is right."

The senior's words were earnest and sincere, and he seemed like a teacher, a friend, and an elder brother who was like a father.

But every time a person speaks, he or she has his or her own purpose.

Hinata Hizashi must have said this to me for some reason.

Uchiha Itachi couldn't figure out his purpose for the time being, but he was no longer naive.

Hyuga Neji also said those words with a purpose.

Even if it was an accidental encounter at first, subsequent encounters were mixed with purpose.

Itachi was grateful.

Without those inexplicable purposes, he might never have met Hyuga Neji in his life.

"I see. Thank you, Hiashi-senpai."

The lunch ended like this, and he hurriedly said goodbye to Hizashi. Even though the other party tried to keep him, it was of no avail.

He didn't want to have dinner with Hizashi.

The figure of this middle-aged man always inadvertently overlaps with the future Hyuga Neji in his imagination.

Itachi was not sure whether Hyuga Neji had such a future.

But imagination is innocent, it is unrestrained and free, and perhaps it is the happiest part of the human body.

Itachi was not going to give up such a small and short-lived happiness.

So he chose to avoid it.

Keep a little distance from yourself and get away from your unrealistic ideas.

It was a busy time for the ninjas, and Itachi was still as busy as before a year ago.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the villagers who stayed in Konoha to work woke up from their nap, raised their eyebrows and forced themselves to start the day's work.

They were scattered on both sides of the main road, holding something in their hands.

There are grains that need to be dried, freshly baked bread, and freshly polished kunai.

Maybe not everyone is happy.

Itachi looked around. This might be the first time in his life that he walked down the street so relaxed and leisurely.

It has a lot more detail.

It has never appeared in my memory.

It changes every moment and is given meaning of life because of the people on the street.

"The Chunin Exam will be held in a few days!"

The uncle selling rice balls had a hookah in his mouth - not many people in Konoha smoked this, so this guy was probably the only one.

Uncle Heno, who moved here from the center of the Land of Fire, has been selling rice balls for over 40 years.

No matter whether they are acquaintances or strangers, as long as they are wandering on the street, they will be caught by Bian Ye.

"Rice balls are having a promotion right now. Buy one with bonito and get one with tomato for free."

The smoke coming out of the uncle's nostrils was blue-green.

With the unique plant smell of hookah, it was received by Uchiha Itachi.

"How about it, little brother? Do you want to buy one?"

Who can make tomato rice balls?

Itachi muttered to himself, but still took out his wallet: "Then I'll have one, please."

"Brother, you are such a straightforward person."

Heno's rice balls are always made and sold freshly: "This street is going to be busy recently."

"All outsiders who come to Konoha must pass through this street..."

He kept on talking, and his hands moved quickly and skillfully, repeating the words he had said and the actions he had done for a lifetime.

It was not until the sun set that the street finally let Uchiha Itachi go reluctantly.

This is the time to go home, but it is also the last busy peak of this street.

All the preparations of an afternoon will be reflected here - the saying "one minute on stage takes ten years of hard work off stage" may also apply to this street.

Crowds of people poured in one after another, squeezing out the wandering, aimless crows.

When he came to his senses again, Itachi was already standing on the dirt road in front of the Hokage Rock.

"It doesn't matter if I can't be everyone's hero."

He suddenly thought of it.

“The people here have long become their own heroes.”

“They may not look forward to tomorrow, but they can live every day with amazing perseverance—maybe unhappy, maybe happy.”

So what if you don’t expect it?

Painful things still happen.

A dull and hopeless tomorrow will come just the same.