Naruto: This Uchiha is too innocent.

Another week has passed.

After being discharged from the hospital, Uchiha Sora returned home. He left the hospital discreetly without notifying anyone, so apart from the nurses, no one knew that he had returned home.

He noticed that the snow around the yard had been cleared very cleanly, and he guessed that Zhishui must have done it all by himself, since his cheap old man didn't seem like the type to do hard labor.

As for Liya, Shisui would definitely not let his beloved mother shovel snow in the dead of winter.

crunch--

Pushing open the gate, there was no one in the courtyard. Several shuriken were stuck in the wooden target, and scattered kunai lay on the ground unattended.

"That guy Shisui..." Uchiha Sora smiled helplessly, stepped forward, and put these things away.

Stepping inside, the warm fire instantly dispelled the chill, and my face, which had been red from the cold, felt comfortably warm.

He paused, startled, for beside the fireplace, a familiar figure lay asleep, demurely clutching a scarf.

It is the mother.

He thought to himself: How can my mother sleep like this? Isn't she afraid of catching a cold?

His gaze fell on Lia's face, and he paused for a moment. Although Lia was asleep, he could still see that she was very tired. Her usually carefully maintained hair was all frizzy, and her gentle face sometimes wrinkled up, as if she was having a nightmare.

"Mother? Mother?"

He called softly, and Lia's eyes trembled slightly. After a while, she opened her eyes and looked at Uchiha Sora.

She stared intently at Uchiha Sora, her eyes fixed on him.

Could it be... that I have something on my face? Uchiha Sora wondered.

The next moment, a delicate body enveloped him.

"Kong! Thank goodness, you're alright."

Lia's voice was choked with sobs, and she was holding Uchiha Sora tightly, almost out of breath.

His mother's strange behavior did not escape Uchiha Sora's notice. He looked up and met those tear-filled eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

She didn't struggle, and even though the hug hurt a little, her voice was gentle.

"Mother, did you have a nightmare?"

Lia didn't speak, but simply hugged the boy in her arms tighter.

After a long while, she said softly, "Yes, I dreamt that you died on a mission. You died so pitifully, covered in blood, and not a single part of your body was intact." As she spoke, her voice trembled with tears.

Uchiha Sora breathed a sigh of relief. He had been startled, thinking something serious had happened. He gently patted his mother's back.

"Mother, dreams are always the opposite of reality. The fact that you dreamt I died a terrible death means that I will live a good life."

In his memory, Uchiha Sora had seen his mother in such a state of disarray before, but he did not find it strange, thinking that his injury had worried his mother.

Lia hummed in agreement, holding her son as if he were the most precious treasure in the world. After a long while, she carefully released him, her voice trembling with apprehension.

"Ku, can you leave the Anbu?"

Uchiha Sora was stunned. Leaving the Anbu? Why would he leave the Anbu for no reason? He thought for a moment and said:

"Mother, can you tell me your thoughts?"

Lia lowered her eyes and said softly, "You are a piece of my own flesh and blood. I have carefully protected you for twelve years. Watching you grow up safely is my happiest moment."

"But you've only been in the Dark Division for a short time, and you've already fainted twice. You were lucky to wake up both times, but... what about next time?"

Her eyes were red and swollen. "What if next time I see a white sheet, a small box?"

Uchiha Sora fell silent. For the first time, he understood what it meant for a mother's love to be as vast as the sea. He suddenly remembered some things.

Because he was a time traveler, he appeared very mature from a young age, and he called out the word "Mom" earlier than his peers on that day. He remembered that on that day, the woman who loved him most in the world jumped up excitedly in the yard like a kindergarten child after hearing those two words.

Meeting those eyes filled with heartache, he subconsciously glanced to the side and whispered:

"Mother, the Dark Guard is not a place I can enter and leave as I please."

Moreover, his series of system missions had to be completed in the Dark Division, so he couldn't listen to his mother and leave the Dark Division.

Lia gritted her teeth, her fingertips clenching white. The long-term insomnia had given her obvious dark circles under her eyes. She pleaded, "I'm scared."

Uchiha Kuro felt a ripple in his heart. His mother was a woman who loved beauty and was a well-known wealthy woman in the area. In public, she was always so glamorous, and at home, she was always so gentle and tender.

She's very well-maintained; compared to Momonosuke, she looks like a young girl.

However, Uchiha Sora suddenly noticed that his mother, who had never stopped taking care of herself for more than ten years, had become much more haggard in just two weeks. In fact, a few white hairs were faintly visible among her full head of black hair.

And all of this is because... I'm worried about him?

He suppressed the bitterness in his heart and pursed his lips.

"Mother, I promise you, I will leave the Dark Division in two years at most."

"Really?" Lia asked.

"real."

Lia breathed a sigh of relief. She wanted Uchiha Sora to leave the Anbu now, but that was obviously impossible. However, Uchiha Sora promised her that he would leave the Anbu within two years.

Two years... a long time, but she no longer had any expectations.

"Sora, promise me, I don't care what mission is your duty, I just hope you can be safe and sound."

I promise you.

Lia's tense body finally relaxed, and exhaustion flashed in her eyes.

"Mother, you should go and rest first. I'll take care of dinner," Uchiha Sora said quickly.

"But..." Lia hesitated.

Uchiha Sora smiled slightly, "If you keep going like this, you'll get wrinkles."

"Well, okay." She was, after all, a woman who loved beauty.

"Oh, right, this is the scarf I knitted for you. See if it fits." Lia then remembered the scarf she had been holding and tied it around Uchiha's neck.

Looking at the bright red, she smiled, "He's truly my son; he's so handsome. I wonder how many girls he'll charm in the future."

"Alright, alright, no matter how many girls you charm, you will always be the girl I care about most," Uchiha Sora said with a smile, pushing his mother back into the room.

……

The bright moon hangs in the sky, and the snowflakes fall gently.

Uchiha Sora was polishing his Kusanagi sword in the room. His beloved Kusanagi sword was so clean that it was so shiny that it reflected his hair.

"Brother, would you like some fruit?"

The door was pushed open, and Shisui's voice came through. He was carrying a fruit platter and came to Uchiha Sora.

Uchiha Sora put down the Kusanagi sword, skewered a papaya with a toothpick, and casually fed it to Shisui. Then, as if remembering something, he...

"Zhishui, during the two weeks I've been in the hospital, has my mother shown any unusual behavior?"

Zhi Shui nodded, then shook her head, covering her mouth, her little face full of confusion.

"What's wrong?" Uchiha Sora smiled. He could tell at a glance that this little guy was probably being silenced by his mother.

"Let me guess, is Mother having insomnia?"

"Wow, brother is amazing." Zhi Shui's eyes lit up, completely forgetting his mother's words about not telling his brother. "After my brother went to the hospital, my mother had nightmares every night and often woke up in the middle of the night."

After saying that, he whispered mysteriously, "One night I left to go to the bathroom and found my mother not asleep, but staring blankly at a photo in the living room."

……

After Shisui left, Uchiha Sora looked up at the bright moon outside the window.

"Mother……"