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Go out, brush his ear, and tie it on the paper door.

He hesitated when he heard the creak of the paper door, and then fell down softly.

"Maybe I will work harder...to protect Konoha." The man's expression was indescribable.

He only remembered that after the paper door fell to the ground, the moonlight that flooded them like a torrent was so bright that it made people frightened.

"Teach me." He said suddenly. "Teach me your shuriken and kunai."

"Aren't you... very good?" The man sat upright in front of him, looking at his face.

"Teach me." He insisted stubbornly.

In the moonlight, the man's softly contoured face became hard, and he felt his body trembling violently with the vibration of his chest, so obvious.

Even at the end, he did not hear a positive answer.

But after that day, he began to follow the man stubbornly and silently.

At that time, the successive wars did not bring anything to Konoha. People died one after another. Many ninjas were buried like that on the deserted battlefield, and many more people had not even found their bodies.

They have been staying in that kind of ninja school like a nursery school, and everything that happened in the war has been heard from time to time.

What still remains in my memory is that Konoha's genius ninja got the news of Sharingan, and returned to the village with him, as well as the news of Uchiha Obito's death.

It is said that the eye surgery was done by the female ninja of the same group.Obito's body was not brought back, and the boy named Kakashi Hatake returned to Konoha grandly.

He doesn't remember Obito's face, and no matter how he recalls it, he has no impression. The only thought in his heart when he heard the news was:

If I were with soil.

If I were with soil.

It was on the way home from ninja school that I pass by every day.The young Uchiha Itachi was walking quietly on the way home with his head down. Like other Uchihas, he was wearing a large round-neck jacket, and the round fan logo was tightly attached to his back. His footsteps undulate slightly; his empty forehead is blown by the wind, and he sometimes raises his head and looks ahead silently.

That long road is not as flat and wide as it was more than ten years later. The war destroyed everything, and the road is full of potholes and lacks repair and maintenance.

If I were with soil.he thinks.

If I were with soil.

The white-haired boy walked by him, and behind him was the open door of Uchiha's house.

If I were with soil.

he thinks.

I will kill you all.None left.

The white-haired boy had a left eye the same color as a raging fire, and wore a Konoha ninja headband on his forehead. He walked quietly by his side, his fists clenched and trembling slightly.

If I were with soil.

he thinks.

something that belongs to me.No one can take it away from me.

When he raised his head, the color of the red pupils immediately settled down. He looked up at the thick wooden door with the pattern of round fans. It was clearly a clear sky, but it made the black door so dirty and old.

At that time, he had not encountered Zhishui.

He was just one of many Uchihas back then.

At that time he was the only child of his parents.

At that time he didn't know how the story would unfold.

Until he walked past the elder with his head down but was easily caught, he raised his head and saw the Uchiha who had the strongest Sharingan.

Until seven months later, the Uchiha named Sasuke was born, and his identity as the only son disappeared.

He still stayed in the ninja school like a nursery school, and went home every day as usual, watching his mother lovingly holding the child who couldn't even choose the time to be born.

At that time, like a sudden rainstorm in the summer afternoon, suddenly there were patches of flame-like red flowers blooming in a hurry at the entrance of the village, spreading along the long-distance road to the end where the sky disappeared in the distance.

The father who came home from the police department, when the mother occasionally mentioned it, continued as if thinking that it seemed to be a good sign.

He didn't know whether his father was talking about the flowers that seemed to burn everything in full swing, or about Sasuke's birth.

Three months later, as if mocking his father, Konoha, attacked by Kyuubi, sealed Kyuubi in the body of a baby whose umbilical cord had just been cut at the cost of Hokage's death.

The child who sealed the nine tails was named Uzumaki Naruto, and he only came to this world three months later than Sasuke.

Itachi didn't see Shisui at the funeral of the fourth generation. The children of the ninja school lined up neatly and walked up with their heads bowed. Both boys and girls couldn't help crying. The white chrysanthemums were placed on it.

Crying spread like a plague. Everyone at the funeral was busy crying, and he waited patiently among the crowd alone.

Three days later, Shisui and Jilai also returned to the village together, and people speculated whether the burden of Hokage would fall on the man.

No one expected that the 56-year-old Sarutobi walked into Hokage's office again, and Jiraiya at that time had already disappeared.

Probably shortly after the funeral, Shisui withdrew from Anbu and returned to the police department controlled by the Uchiha family.

Only then did he know that Shisui and the dead fourth generation were both disciples of Jiraiya, one of the Sannin.

Shisui, who left Anbu and entered the police department, is no longer the masked underground ninja.Soon, that man was praised by his seniors. Before he graduated from ninja school at the age of seven, Shisui was already known as the strongest man in Uchiha.

After graduating, Itachi successfully became a ninja, as boring and uninteresting as ever, the man never asked about all this, he seemed indifferent.

Just like two years ago, his father told him, let's talk about promotion to Chunin in three years.

That kind of tone seemed to be business-like, and his father was sitting in the upper seat seriously at that time, ordering him to speak.

Unhappiness rolled up in his heart, he knelt there without raising his head, after thinking about it, he simply replied that he knew.

Continuously skipping grades, and then staying in that boring place for two more years in a boring way, before I can finally leave, I didn't expect to face even more boring training.

What if I pass the chunin exam right away?

Those were easy for him.

Why was such a son born?He doesn't even have to look up.

The voice in my father's heart was so clear.

If not well controlled, the child might...

If you raise your head, you can almost see a string called Itachi constantly tightening in the bottom of my father's heart.

Itachi just lowered his head quietly.

His mother stayed at home until Sasuke was one year old, and had almost no missions.So the time to see my mother every day has increased a lot.At first, this situation made Itachi a little bit at a loss, but when facing Itachi, it seemed that it was the mother who seemed at a loss.

At first he didn't figure out what was going on, so he just tried his best to maintain the past, but soon he found out where the problem was.

The mother who finally couldn't bear it asked him in embarrassment why he didn't look at his brother?

Itachi, who was packing a bento box, stopped, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be the case.

At that time, Sasuke had already passed the full moon ceremony, and the crying baby made his mother sleepless at night. He also heard his mother say that this child is nothing like you.

Even so, when she said that Sasuke was really clingy and crying, the smile in her mother's eyes was completely different.

Itachi didn't intend to forget that he had such a newborn brother.It was just because the crying sound was really unpleasant, so he seldom got close to the mother who was holding Sasuke.

Itachi turned around and stretched out his hand hesitantly. After the full moon passed, the child became white and tender. He gently touched the child's face with his fingertips. It seemed to be the first time he touched the skin used to iron tools. Touching such a soft thing, he pulled his fingers back unconsciously, looking at his mother's eyes became a little unnatural.

Mother actually laughed.

That was the first time his mother laughed out loud in front of him.

Sasuke grows up day by day, and he doesn't know when he will be able to make some strange noises and call for things.Every time Itachi walked past the child, he would see that ignorant face smiling silly at him.

The mother grabbed the child's hand and raised it towards him, coaxing half jokingly and half seriously: "Brother, call me brother."

The baby's hand was round and plump, dangling in the air, and he grasped it lightly.Those were the same dark eyes as his. He lowered his head slightly, and saw his cold face imprinted in those clear pupils, without the slightest mistake.

The little fingers in his hand were twisting gently, it was as warm as snowflakes, and it couldn't be held for a long time.

The first word Sasuke learned was mother, and then brother.

When he heard the voice for the first time, he didn't know that it was calling him, but his mother was sure that it was Sasuke calling his brother, and walked over suspiciously, so he saw the child's smiling face.

He touched the child's hand, with tiny expectations in his heart.

That evening he mentioned his younger brother to Zhishui for the first time.

"So... small..." He stood by the lake in some confusion, gesticulating with his hands a little cautiously. "He only has this little...and he can move..."

Zhishui laughed, rubbed his head vigorously, and messed his hair happily