Naruto: My Way of Ninja

Another year has passed, and in these days, bad premonitions have come again several times.

It wasn't until I saw Sasuke running around that I remembered everything.

Damn, I actually forgot about the night of the Uchiha genocide, one of the important plots.

Then he quickly ran in front of Sasuke, stretched out his hand to block his way, "Stop, stop, stop, don't run, stop, stop, stop."

"Naruto, get out of the way, I want to go back."

"Let's talk about your brother first." I asked Sasuke some questions about Itachi.

"My brother is a very gentle and powerful ninja. He is very kind to me."

"He opened his eyes at the age of eight. He is a genius. I admire my brother very much."

"My brother likes to eat meatballs the most and he will help me eat my least favorite sweets."

"I want to follow in my brother's footsteps and work hard."

"Although my brother and my father have had conflicts recently, I believe they will eventually reconcile. After all, we are a family~"

"You said that my brother will do wrong things. It's impossible for him to be a bad person. Even if he does wrong things, I still believe that he does it for my own good. His brother is a good person."

I tilted my head and gave an unclear smile, "You must be responsible for what you say. Don't be fooled."

He threw a note to Sasuke and left quickly.

Sasuke opened it blankly, and it read that there were still tomatoes in the kitchen, so remember to eat them.

The next day, Sasuke was lying in the hospital, gritting his teeth and grabbing my collar and wanting me to die.

Why is it me? It turns out that Sasuke's children's shoes thought of the somewhat abnormal me he met when he went home, so the classmate who came to visit went back to the mansion and brought a basket of tomatoes from the kitchen. When he found a few words written under each tomato, Sasuke suddenly turned dark: What a weird way to send messages. I guess only a weirdo like you could come up with it.

Little Sasuke silently watched and ate each of the weird tomato spellings. When all the tomatoes in the basket were eaten, his heart was shattered. After holding on to his big belly for a long time without getting up, Sasuke closed his eyes and resisted the bitter feeling of soreness in his nose. What I wrote was very simple, that is, I asked Sasuke to open the Sharingan eye because he would have no chance in the future.

"OoOoOo Sasuke, listen to my explanation" I hid in pain. You can't attack, otherwise you will be the youngest rebellious ninja in the ninja world.

"Go to hell." Sasuke's eyes were red. I looked at the red eyes carefully. Wow, it's a Magatama's Sharingan. It's actually because I opened the Sharingan, it made me want to die.

The nurse outside the door and the ANBU squatting in the corner watched with joy as the two children chased each other. They thought that the children's psychological resilience was good, and they could still be active and playful after being hit by such a severe eye spell. Little did he know that Sasuke was so angry that he was going black.

"I'm sorry, don't hit me. I thought you had eaten tomatoes a long time ago, so I dared to write to you. I didn't expect that you didn't eat tomatoes at all. I meant well, but somehow it ended up like this. It doesn't matter if I wander a little, because I am The protagonist is the first male lead, so you won’t die no matter how you mess around. But you can’t mess with you. You are a supporting role and the second male lead, so you will die if you mess around. So if you and I listen, don’t fight, and don’t mess around, okay?”

That year, little Sasuke's mind went blank, and the first thought that came to his mind was "I really want to fight#"

"The kid named Uzumaki Naruto seems to have a good relationship with your brother," a certain masked joker said to Itachi.

""Itachi chose to ignore it very wisely.

"Well, don't ignore Ah Fei."

"" Itachi closed his eyes, not wanting to see this joke again.

"Zuo is dead," Ziri came over and asked me without fear of death. Ziri: Actually, the author, you really want to write to death. Author: Hey, hey, how did you know that?

"Yeah." I walked into the kitchen with a dark face, took out a piece of ginger, stuffed it into Ziri's mouth, and ran away quickly.

"Wow wow wow what are you going to do?"

"Naruto." Sasuke came at some point.

"Oh, Sasuke, what's the matter?" I looked calm and calm on the outside, but roared in my heart: p. My face was still expressionless. I was dead this time.

Sasuke frowned, "Where did you go that night?"

I was confused, "What day"

"Uh, the day I left the note." Sasuke struggled for a while and finally said it.

"What's wrong?" I still don't understand.

"The direction you walked that day didn't seem to be the direction of your home."

I was shocked and said, "Well, did you make a mistake?"

Sasuke just had a feeling, so he muttered something and went back.

"Hey, are you sure you don't want to tell Er Zhuzhu?" Hongyue appeared behind me.

"Oh, forget it, I don't want to make the world chaotic because of my selfish desires."

"Haha, sir, I said you are the kind of person who wants to die. What you like most is to challenge the lower limit. I thought you would change the plot."

"Hongyue, you deserve another beating."

Sorry, this may be the last update before the Chinese New Year. Please don’t abandon this book. I will be back soon, I guess.

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