"If you don't stop it, I'll beat that stinky woman."

Kurama Izumo angrily yells at Itachi.

"Okay, okay."

Uchiha Itachi turned helplessly, not looking at his bruised cheeks.

"Huh?"

Uchiha Itachi's brow furrowed slightly, and a sharp fist wind struck from behind him without warning.

It's just that although the punch speed is fast, there is not much murderous energy, but it seems to be the instinctive reaction of some child's anger.

He leaned lightly sideways and dodged the punch that Kurama Izumo was bound to get.

Kurama Izumo leaps high and sweeps through the air with his long legs.

This time, the momentum was obviously much weaker than the blow just now.

The Uchiha tapped the ground on tiptoe and dodged lightly.

Kurama Izumo stopped his attack, spun half a circle in the air, and landed on the ground.

He turned his back to Itachi Uchiha, and there was a cry in his voice,

"My physical skills can't hit you at all. How can you, who are so good at what you do, understand the feelings of someone like me ... ”

He muttered, as if to himself,

"I used to feel sorry for you when I was in school, and although you beat me to the hospital, I never hated you. Also, just now。。。。。 Thank you for saving me. ”

He lowered his head and sobbed quietly.

The Uchiha Itachi stared silently at his broad back.

After a long time. He whispered,

"You're welcome."

。。。。。。。。

Minamiga Shrine.

The most sacred place of the Uchiha clan.

Although he had been here many times in his previous life, and his last battle with his younger brother Sasuke almost destroyed the shrine completely.

But at this moment, the vicissitudes of life and the heavy breath in the air still made Uchiha Itachi's heart beat violently.

There was a burst of colic in his body, and his body trembled slightly as if it didn't belong to him.

This is the source of the tragedy of the Uchiha clan.

In the previous life, the Uchiha clan plotted here to overthrow Konoha's regime and replace it.

It ended up being a big joke.

The higher-ups of Konoha didn't even take matters into their own hands, just smiled and watched Itachi almost wipe out the Uchiha clan by himself.

In the end, only the younger brother Sasuke Uchiha was left.

Will history repeat itself in this life?

Uchiha Itachi asked himself silently in his heart.

"Alright, let's go inside."

As if he was afraid of disturbing the heroic spirit of the ancestor of the Uchiha clan, Uchiha Fugaku's voice was very soft.

Even with Uchiha Itachi's hearing, which is far beyond ordinary people's hearing, it is difficult to hear clearly.

What appeared in his sight was a sliding door as smooth as jade.

In the center of the sliding door is a huge fan - the family crest that symbolizes the Uchiha clan.

Uchiha Fugaku gave him a gentle nudge behind him.

He put his hand on the sliding door.

Even through the cold sliding door, Uchiha Itachi could still feel the strong aura behind the sliding door across the door.

It was a very dangerous aura, cold, dark, chilling.

"Itachi."

Uchiha Fugaku urged behind him with some impatience.

Uchiha Itachi reluctantly pulled the door open, letting the dark aura swallow him.

The small room was packed with people.

There were no lights, and only a vague figure could be seen in the darkness.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Uchiha Fugaku followed Itachi into the room and closed the sliding door.

The last glimmer of light was blocked by a sliding door.

The aura of darkness became even more violent, like waves crashing into Uchiha Itachi's body one after another.

Hearing the voice of Uchiha Fugaku, someone in the four corners stood up silently and lit the candles placed in the corners.

The room lit up, and in the dim candlelight, everyone's faces looked a little distorted.

It looks like a gathering of ghosts.

"You sit there."

Uchiha Fugaku's voice seemed colder than ever, and he pointed to the far corner of the room.

The room was densely packed, and only that one seat was still empty.

Uchiha Itachi obediently made his way through the crowd, walked to his father's designated place, and sat down quietly.

He behaved calmly and composed, and there was no way for even the most critical person to find fault with it.

Uchiha Fugaku walked to the very center of the front - that was the position of the patriarch who represented the authority of the Uchiha clan. Facing the crowd, he sat down.

"Now for the regular meeting."

Uchiha Yashiro, who was sitting behind Uchiha Fugaku's side, spoke,

"From today onwards, Itachi, the eldest son of Lord Fugaku, will also attend the gathering of our Uchiha clan."

His gaze paused on Itachi's body for a few seconds, and he continued:

Although he is only seven years old, he is already a shinobi, and he is recognized as a "genius" by all Konoha. ”

He nodded at Itachi.

Itachi stood up and bowed deeply to everyone.

"Thank you for your kind attention."

Everyone present stood up and saluted in return.

Uchiha Fugaku raised his right hand, and the crowd in the room sat down one after another, and soon fell silent.

So, let's move on to the topic from the previous one. A letter of protest against the three generations of Hokage who ordered the isolation of the Uchiha clan... ”

Uchiha Fugaku's voice was imperceptibly tired.

Itachi Uchiha felt the pain in his father's heart in an instant.

The room suddenly became lively.

Some people say they want to take a tough stance on Konoha, some people think that they should calmly observe the situation before making plans, and some people keep their eyes on others, obviously intending to follow the crowd. Whichever opinion is more likely to be agreed.

The Uchiha Itachi suddenly became a little irritable.

In this era of the jungle, in this village full of darkness and violence, hoping to resolve the conflict through protest really makes him feel a little laughable.

It seemed that someone had noticed Uchiha Itachi's helplessness, and a gaze fell on him.

He looked up, looking for the source of his gaze.

It's Uchiha stopping water.

Uchiha's expression was very calm, unaffected by the noise and quarrels around him.

It's just that there is a loneliness on the still somewhat immature face that only a ferret can feel.

The Uchiha had a faint smile on his face, and so did Itachi.

The two of them were completely unaffected by the dark atmosphere around them, as if they were two night pearls, glowing faintly in this dark room.

Do you feel the same way as I do?

Thinking so, Uchiha Itachi threw a good-natured smile at Shisui.

As if guessing Itachi's thoughts, the Uchiha nodded at Itachi with a smile.

The atmosphere of violence in the room grew heavier, and the hardliners clearly had the upper hand.

As time passed, Uchiha Itachi's mood became heavier and heavier.