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

Tsunade seemed to be born with a talent for driving people away.

Especially driving people out of their homes.

When Sarutobi Hiruzen began to regret, he was already outside his office.

The wind outside is not cold, but my students are energetic.

This heart, which can only beat a few times, is only one step away from falling into an ice cellar.

The older people get, the less they seem to be able to control their mouths.

I think that if I don’t say it now, I will never have the chance to say it in the future. This is a bit selfish.

When I thought of saying this, Sarutobi Hiruzen was not yet an octogenarian.

It was only until now that I finally met the person I wanted to talk to.

There were two people in the house who were anxious, but the protagonist was not among them.

"You teacher..."

Uchiha Itachi resisted the urge to sneer and looked at Neji cautiously.

It seems to be gradually recovering.

There are so many things people have to consider when making a choice.

Different environments and different experiences will also change the types and proportions of influencing factors when making decisions.

“I guess all the words I’ve accumulated over half my life are condensed into this one sentence.”

Itachi considered, thinking about how to speak so as not to offend the old man's students.

To put it bluntly, Tsunade was probably the only one present who still had "admiration" and "respect" for the Sandaime Hokage.

The more I know, the more disappointed I am.

This law applies to anyone in power.

Uchiha Itachi was not particularly dissatisfied with the Sandaime, but was dissatisfied with Konoha, which had not been updated for a long time and had changed.

The woman listened in silence, half of her face hidden in the shadows, making it difficult for Uchiha Itachi to see her expression.

Do you feel guilty because your choices have hurt important people around you?

Or do you feel that you shouldn't kick the teacher out?

"I..."

Tsunade's voice was low and contained a hint of dejection.

But her movements were fierce. She was like a golden mouse, swinging her tail and sliding from her original position to Neji's side.

"It's all right. He's right."

Neji's reaction was beyond Itachi and Tsunade's expectations.

As expected, Neji would probably run away from the problem and use silence to avoid the misfortune imposed on him.

That's fine - that's exactly what Neji should do.

But he didn't.

"?"

Tsunade finally looked up, her emerald green eyes full of disbelief.

There were faint tears flashing in her eyes, which looked particularly conspicuous under the incandescent light of the Hokage's office.

Those eyes seemed to say, what? What did he just say?

The young boy was unusually patient. He gently lifted the strands of hair on Tsunade's forehead that were wet with cold sweat and tucked them behind her ears, just like he had seen when he was a child.

The only office armchair in the Hokage's office is now in the hands of Hyuga Neji, and it is piled with blankets and small pillows from Tsunade and Itachi.

A young man was walking in the middle of the soft fabric.

His gaze had just shifted from the crystal ball, and he was now staring at Tsunade motionlessly.

"I said..."

Neji's voice is like water, the coldness of the mountains, the sharpness of melting glaciers, and the clarity of a jungle stream.

It is so transparent that it is almost invisible and intangible, yet its presence is so obvious.

"He's right."

Neji repeated it again, but he didn't intend to stop there.

“I do hate it, but I am the one pushing it.”

"He may not be able to become the Sandaime like he is now, but he must become one."

"Neji..."

“This is not happiness for you.”

The one who opened his mouth to speak was Uchiha Itachi. He squatted down facing Neji, with a look of loyalty in his eyes.

It is this kind of loyalty that allows him to find a glimmer of hope in the midst of previous pain.

Other people’s happiness doesn’t matter, as long as the people around me are happy, that’s enough.

So what if I have some selfish thoughts like this?

Only those who have never lost anything will blame others, and only those with a heart big enough to accommodate the whole world will despise others.

But he can already accommodate the whole world, so why would he care about these things?

So Uchiha Itachi felt relieved again.

"From now on, we will naturally be together."

After spending these days together, he seemed to have completely learned Tsunade's essence.

"We're going to be here whether you like it or not."

"It has become a dog-skin plaster that can't be torn off or thrown away."

He was always worried that this day would be the last, the last glimmer of worry he had endured day and night.

"maybe..."

The boy turned his gaze back to the crystal ball.

"There's already someone else there."

It was someone Neji had never seen before.

He is not a child of the Hyuga family, but he also specializes in physical skills.

He seemed much gentler than himself, and he didn't make any inexplicable remarks. His criticisms and complaints about his fate would have been nothing but a trivial matter if they seemed inexplicable to his peers.

Short golden hair, blue eyes, a tactical gymnastics suit, and a smile that always shows love for the world.

It’s people of color.

The exact opposite of my colorless self.

"That child is..."

Uchiha Itachi knew who it was at a glance.

"The last graduate with almost perfect scores, said to be a genius second only to Uchiha Itachi, Snake Eye Anju."

It always feels a bit weird when Uchiha Itachi says this.

A bit narcissistic and unreasonable, but this is indeed his nickname.

"He's looking this way."

Neji didn't seem to react, as if it wasn't him who was being replaced.

"After all, for a genius of this level, it wouldn't be surprising if he discovered the Sandaime-sama's technique."

Itachi said this so naturally that Tsunade's body stiffened when she heard it.

"It seems like I've locked the teacher out for too long... I'll go call him in now."

After all, Tsunade didn't expect Neji to respond to her.

She walked towards the door in hurried steps in her high heels.

"Since he's a genius, isn't it strange that he can achieve this level?"

Coming from Itachi's mouth, these words really didn't feel out of place.

Neji knew that he was not a true genius - at least not a genius like Uchiha Itachi, who fits the image of a "legend".

This is an area he has not yet ventured into.

Even the imagination about the details is terribly lacking.

Without basis, wildly imaginative.

But Uchiha Itachi is not.

What Hyuga Neji could not even imagine was Uchiha Itachi's personal growth experience.

It's as easy as frying an egg in the morning.

"Well... after all, he is a genius known for his perception, and Sandaime-sama's technique is not perfect."

A genius known for his perception.

The Sandaime-sama's technique is not perfect.

But he never noticed.

Obviously, the previous Sandaime should have used the same technique to observe and control.

Whether it is the Chunin Exam or any other time.

Hyuga Neji discovered this only after a long time, when he became a jonin.

Even so, among the jonin at that time, Hyuga Neji was definitely an outstanding genius boy. He was the best among his peers.

But compared to Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto, he is worthless.

Not to mention the current Uchiha Itachi.

Not even as good as his replacement.

"Whose snake eyes are they?"

The white eyes rolled, and an old man wearing a Hokage hat appeared beside him.

The old man's eyes were filled with tears, as if he was moved that he could finally return to the office - perhaps he was feeling grateful that his teaching of his students and his raising of his children were not in vain.

"It's a family that moved here from the center of the Fire Nation twenty-three years ago."

Sarutobi Hiruzen was sure that this was a topic that the two people around him didn't know much about.

See, sometimes you still have to look to the old man.

Even if the old man is not a good person.

"Twenty-three years ago? That was the time of the second generation, right?"

At that time, Itachi was not yet born and Tsunade was not yet mature - it was the right time to travel.

Naturally, they would not pay much attention to whether there was a new family in the village.

"Yes, they were originally retainers of the daimyo, and could be considered his confidants..."

"I heard a little about the snake eyes the last time I left the village."

Tsunade was about to start exchanging information with her teacher when her left hand was suddenly grabbed by Neji.

She watched the boy's pupils shrink suddenly and cold sweat oozed from his forehead, as if he was still in shock.

"Snake Eyes...Apricot Tree!"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this name was wrong.

The Daimyo of the Land of Fire only has the Twelve Guardian Ninjas - no matter what period, there has never been a family called Snake Eyes.

"I'm going to take the Chunin Exams...!"

The boy's voice trembled, as if he was covered by an invisible cage.

No matter when, at any time..

He is just a bird in a cage.

Those blue eyes were so clear that it was frightening. If you looked at them for just one second longer, you would be sucked into them.