I haven't seen you for many years, and it is necessary to say hello to the cold.

“…… Hey, Itachi-kun. In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Zhao Fenghong, who was stuck between the door and the weasel, opened her mouth first: "I haven't seen each other for many years, I don't know how you have been doing all these years?" ”

The Uchiha Itachi took a step back and lifted the oppression against Kaede. He replied, "It's good." ”

Maple Red: ......

- Wait! What do you mean by "very good"! The Rebel Forehead on Your Forehead! You've got a different outfit! This half-concealed way of speaking! No matter how you look at it, it's very bad! No matter how you look at it, it is full of 100,000 twists and turns!

However, such a character belongs to the Uchiha Itachi that Zhao Fenghong is familiar with. He has been like this since he was a child, and the things that can be solved by himself will never disturb others, and all the righteousness that he can bear for others will be carried on his shoulders. Even when asked about his family and village, he would only smile and answer that he was not bothered.

I don't know whether to praise him for being gentle or for being strong.

Itachi Uchiha untied his red cloud robe on a black background, threw it on the bed, and went to take a shower. Zhao Fenghong was still stiff in front of the door panel, at a loss, not knowing what to do. Her gaze swept back and forth, rejoicing in the "ahh

His Royal Highness Zhao Fenghong should know everything.

But...... She now wants to know the answers to questions such as "how to be alone with human adolescent males", "how to communicate with students who have not seen each other in a long time", and "why the Uchiha clan even want to be close to the toilet".

The Uchiha clan is so perfect that they don't need to be near the toilet?

There was a sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and through a door, I couldn't hear it clearly. Zhao Fenghong kicked off the slippers on her feet, sat on the bed against the wall, and conjured up a book of intimacy paradise from her previous collection in her hand (that's right, when you left Konoha Ninja Village, you didn't take anything with you, so you brought intimacy heaven and slippers).

The sound of the rushing water stirred Zhao Fenghong's heart a little uneasy, and even the plot of Harita, who was her favorite in the past, being beaten by local thugs, couldn't make her calm down. Every time she swept two or three lines, she couldn't help but secretly raise her eyes in the direction of the bathroom, and then secretly rub her head down.

A good god, reduced to a voyeur.

When she secretly looked up for the seventh time, the bathroom door creaked open. Moisture bubbled up from the bathroom, and Uchiha Itachi stepped out from behind the door, their eyes meeting in the air, and their heads bowed like maple lightning.

Although only one glance was seen...... Oh......

Wet black hair fell behind her shoulders, dripping down in strands. The face of the pretending Yan sù was slightly reddened by the heat, no longer the original pure and white color, but it added a bit of gorgeousness. The curve from the neck to the waist and abdomen is so perfect, from the cute little belly when I was five or six years old to the tight muscles, and the clear water droplets still roll down the mermaid line......

Yes, it's very red.

Uchiha's Shota is still so charming when he grows up.

(The gods didn't realize that she might not be controlling Shota at all, but Uchiha Itachi)

The bare-chested, barefoot Uchiha Itachi closed the bathroom door very calmly, as if he didn't even notice that some god was secretly peeping at his body. He took a few steps in the direction of the bed, getting closer and closer to Zhao Fenghong.

Zhao Fenghong was a little excited, and a little worried. It's like secretly participating in a war with a ninja for the first time, pretending to be a battle-hardened warrior......

He's getting closer! Closer! It's closer! What is he going to do! She's not such a casual god! She doesn't like the gods who stay with humans at all!!

Uchiha Itachi sat down on his bed, legs straight, lifted the covers, lay down, and closed his eyes.

Zhao Fenghong: Oh.

Zhao Fenghong's ups and downs are like a yo-yo, and his mood calms down instantly, calmly, as if he can sit down and pass away. She tilted her head a little and looked at Itachi Uchiha sleeping on the other bed—eyes closed, black hair scattered across the pillow, the silhouette of the side beautiful enough to make a god's heart flutter.

It wasn't completely dark yet, and the Uchiha Itachi hadn't eaten either, so he couldn't wait to lie down after taking a shower, he must have been exhausted. Even if he claims to be "living well", the life of the rebel wandering in the wilderness is a little bitter after all.

I don't know...... What's going on?

Terukaede rolled out of bed and tiptoed barefoot closer to Itachi Uchiha.

- Uchiha Itachi, this guy must have noticed her little movement, the hand he was wearing with the scarlet ring had already moved. However, he forcibly suppressed the action again, pretending that he didn't notice.

This is probably the special treatment given to His Royal Highness Zhao Fenghong.

The god also pretended that she didn't find out about Uchiha Itachi and pretended not to find out about her (...... ）。

Terukaede sat on the edge of Uchiha Itachi's bed, and put her palm across the top of Uchiha Itachi's head, hanging high in the air, hesitating to stick it to his forehead.

The god is omniscient because she has the ability to read the memories of others.

However, this ability should not be used casually. As she told Sù Kurolo - even the gods must follow the principle of "equivalent exchange", and the gods themselves have to pay a certain price if they want to gain the memories of others.

Uchiha Itachi lay expressionlessly with his eyes closed, his closed eyes trembling slightly, and his long upper and lower eyelashes also shook. Seemingly, this guy is very vigilant. The activity of "pretending to be asleep" was almost over, and maybe in the next second, the Uchiha Itachi would jump up and press her to the bed fiercely - no, she meant, beat her up fiercely.

I wonder what the price will be? Wouldn't it displease him to watch Itachi's memories without permission?

Wait, why should the gods reason with humans! The command of the gods, human beings can only choose to accept!

…… However, Itachi-kun doesn't seem to be the same.

After hesitating, Zhao Fenghong felt that his hand was a little sore, so he shook his hand. Accidentally, with a bang, her hand quietly rested on top of Itachi Uchiha's head.

The pre-set command took effect, and the Uchiha's memories connected to Guò and entered Terukaede's mind.

Maple Red: ??? She was wrong!!

Not complete fragments, just fragments of broken images, like broken story pages, floating throughout the consciousness. When you get a memory in the depths of your mind, you also get the emotions of the other person subjectively. "Empathy" is a very simple thing for the gods.

Merely...... Now, the empathetic gods are not so comfortable.

She slowly closed her eyes, and the hand on Itachi Uchiha's forehead trembled slightly.

Task...... Clan.

Parents...... Brother.

Extermination...... Spy.

Contradictions, pain, struggles, guilt.

After a long time, she exhaled deeply, trying to remove her hand from Itachi's forehead.

Her fingers lifted slightly, and before she could completely leave, she was held by Uchiha Itachi's wrist.

He was still lying on the bed, his eyes closed, but he said, "...... Teacher, I see it. ”

"Huh?" Zhao Fenghong has not yet calmed down from the complicated mood, and her voice is a little hesitant to answer. She stiffened her hands and let the Uchiha Itachi grasp her wrist, motionless, as if she had forgotten how to break free.

"I don't know why, I saw the teacher's memory." Itachi said slowly, "...... It's painful, isn't it? Betrayed by those who are trusted, imprisoned...... He was pushed away again and again, and his hands were cut off. ”

“…… Well. Zhao Fenghong trembled her lips slightly and said, "No." ”

"I don't know why, but I can feel it." Itachi gently let go of Zhao Fenghong's hand, put his hand on his forehead, and slowly opened his eyes. His black eyes were like a pool of ink, full of love that Zhao Fenghong couldn't understand: "...... It was too scared for me to bear. It's like the despair of being taken away. ”

Zhao Fenghong stiffened her arm on her lap and lowered her eyes.

Unexpectedly, the price of the exchange was her own emotions and memories.

Her hands were still shaking slightly, and her heart was beating hard. It was as if she had woken up from a nightmare, but the contradictions and struggles of Uchiha Itachi's memories still haunted her mind, like a dark cloud that would never dissipate, hovering across her body.

Is this what Uchiha Itachi called "doing well"?

How could he......

Surrounded by a dull, desperate mood, she could no longer control herself, and with one hand on her stomach, she lay on the Uchiha Itachi's body, and began to cry out with regret and self-blame.

"How did you become like this?"

- The meaning of the story she told him was not to make Itachi sacrifice his relatives for the sake of the village...... Even if it is for the sake of righteousness and for the sake of the country, why does Uchiha Itachi have to accept this terrible mission? Can't we find another way? Your Excellency Hizai obviously doesn't think so...... Why, why not wait for her?

Why did that lovely child become what he is today?

Is it her fault?

Even if it wasn't all her faults—the stories she told, the nonsense, the nonsense...... All of them are the causes of today's qiē.

It turns out that the story is just a story, she is not even a human, how can she be sure that she can guide Uchiha Itachi?

Zhao Fenghong grabbed the thin quilt on Uchiha Itachi's body, not caring at all that her favorite Itachi-kun was not dressed yet, she kept blaming herself, rubbing Uchiha Itachi's neck with one hand, almost rubbing three red marks on Itachi's fair-skinned neck.

The crushed Weasel lay straight for a moment, then reached out and slowly wrapped his arms around her neck.

"Teacher." Itachi whispered in her ear: "The war is over, and it will never happen again." That qiē has passed. And...... Teacher, you have grown up, and I am no longer a child. ”

Hidden behind the phrase "I am no longer a child" must be the agreement I made in school when I was a child.

"When I grow up, I will protect the teacher."

This guy ...... I thought she was crying over the terrible experience of dying in war.