On the terrifying telephone pole, a man crouched on it and disappeared into invisibility.

The familiar streets are a little deserted, but they are much better than the withered appearance of the past.

Seiichi quietly observed his surroundings, waiting for the time to come.

The Immortal Method, the Hidden Technique, that he has mastered so far.

Deliberately constricting the breath so that it is still and still, even the kaleidoscope with soil cannot be found for a while.

Not to mention the people walking on the streets now, most of them don't even have the writing wheel.

Even if there is, when you open your eyes, it's probably not a three-hook jade, so naturally you can't see through Seiichi's disguise.

Seiichi, who was quietly waiting for the opportunity around him, suddenly looked at him.

He found out that Itachi had only come home at this time.

Ninja school is out so late now?

Rolled up here too?

After a closer look, Seiichi frowned slightly.

Why did he keep his head down as if he was lost, and his clothes were still a little wet...

This is... Bullied by a classmate?

...

It shouldn't be.

The Nine-Tails Rebellion has not yet broken out, and it will not break out again.

Although the Uchiha clan's reputation is still unpleasant, it is not so disliked.

After a moment's thought, Seiichi jumped off the pole gently.

As if hearing the faint sound of the wind in his ears, Itachi lifted his very unspirited face and looked around.

But, he didn't see anything.

He didn't speak, just shook his head and continued to walk in the direction of home.

Seiichi quietly followed his side.

It's observation, but it's also caring.

Since Itachi entered the ninja school, Seiichi's main body went to the Dragon Cave.

In the shadow clone's memory, they spent less and less time seeing each other.

He can feel the growth of the Itachi, and he can also see the gradual fall of his heart.

He once asked Seiichi's shadow clone...

"Everyone... Can we really understand each other and become family? ”

Seiichi just replied.

"It's difficult, that's why it's a wish, it's good enough, and it's more important to work hard."

At that time, Itachi just nodded.

There is no question... But I didn't fully believe it.

As he grew older, he found that it was quite difficult to communicate with each other in words...

...

After careful observation, Chengyi was even more puzzled.

After his teachings...

In the school where you can graduate after learning the three-body technique plus some basic knowledge, Itachi is not an exaggeration to say that he has the qualifications to graduate on the spot.

Isn't his face cute?

Why is it more disgusted than the previous world?

Blame...

The two teenagers, who are not brothers more than brothers, are revisiting the streets of the Uchiha clan in such a strange company.

Some of the clansmen recognized the Itachi, but they didn't seem to have stepped forward to say hello.

The more Seiichi looked, the more strange he felt...

What's up? Why is it that even in the clan, it looks like it is isolated?

Do they all recall the memories of their past lives?

Eventually, Itachi stopped at the corner of the street in front of his home.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth and wiped his face.

In the end, he still showed a smile.

"Itachi! Where did you run! Why did you come back so late! ”

As soon as he crossed the corner, Mrs. Mai Trin's worried reproach met him.

He knows... If I come home late, my mother will be worried.

"I'm sorry Mom, I went out with my classmates for a while today, and I didn't pay attention to the time."

"Come back to the house, Mom, it's windy outside."

He also knows...

I'm going to be an older brother.

should become more responsible, and can't let the mother worry more.

"Itachi..."

can become Fugaku's wife, and give birth to Itachi and Sasuke, two kaleidoscope owners.

Mai Trin, of course, is not an easy one.

It's just that after getting married, I just concentrate on constricting and turning inward.

Itachi's still somewhat wet clothes naturally didn't hide it from Mikoto.

But looking at the smile on the child's face for herself, she still didn't choose to say more after all.

When Itachi led his mother back to the house, he found that even his father was standing by the entrance.

With Fuyue's attitude towards Itachi, he naturally wanted to reprimand him for his weak sense of time.

For ninjas, time is of the essence, and every minute and second can kill them or even the entire squad and country.

But he frowned slightly, and after all, he just put on a straight face, and asked as usual:

"Did something happen?"

Itachi's fingers tightened slightly into a fist, as if he was a little nervous: "I'm sorry father, it's Itachi who missed the time for dinner." ”

Fuyue is still the same as before, as if he is indifferent.

"Is that so? What the hell is a kid... You're going to become more mature, Itachi. ”

"Hurry up and get ready, the food is going to be cold."

Itachi was a little stunned.

His father seemed to be reprimanding him for his inadequacy as always, but the harsher blame he had expected did not come...

"Yes."

In the end, I couldn't hide it from my father...

The father and son, who are not very expressive, pass by in the hallway, and the concern between them seems to stop there.

It was as if there were no more words for them to express.

Meiqin, who entered the door later, looked at Fuyue who stopped at the entrance, and said with some doubts:

"Husband?"

Fu Yue seemed to be in a daze just now, and only then did he come back to his senses when he heard his wife's call.

"Nothing... Here it comes. ”

...

A family of three, or four, sat around the table.

"Isn't it a little cold?" Mai Trin checked the food with some concern.

Fu Yue still said with that indifferent attitude:

"It doesn't matter, if you can eat such a meal on the battlefield, even if it is cold, you will sigh at its deliciousness."

"Itachi has to do this little thing as soon as possible..."

But in the middle of speaking, Fu Yue suddenly interrupted his speech.

Her deep eyes swept slightly over Mikoto's already bulging belly...

"Let's heat it up... Itachi, you go and help Mommy. ”

"Yes."

The mother and son returned to the pot with the food, and Fu Yue walked slowly to the courtyard as if he was a little bored.

...

Itachi, there are a lot of things you have to learn as soon as possible.

Patience is one of them.

This is the fate that our Uchiha clan has to face.

The patriarch of the Uchiha clan, who was usually inconspicuous, suddenly showed his blood-red eyes at this moment.

"It's almost time to come out, and enter someone's house without saying a word... It's rude. ”

The void in the courtyard seemed to ripple with a wave of water.

"It's worthy of Lord Fugaku."

Fu Yue frowned slightly, this somewhat strange voice was processed... And this outfit.

Shadows?

Wrong... No matter how much you don't deal with the Hokage, it is impossible for the shadows to touch such a distance to monitor.

What's more, the current dark department is not so free to come to him.

Through... No, is it a stealth technique that is even more sophisticated than Penetration?

Among Konoha, there are not many people who know this kind of technique...

"Who? Register your name. ”

Didn't trigger Konoha's perceptual enchantment... Could it be a traitor?

“Joe Joestar.”

"What?"

This guy... Say something.

In front of him, the uninvited guest who was wearing a black robe and a mask followed Itachi, and at this time he seemed to be laughing softly under the mask.

"Didn't Lord Fuyue ask me my name?"

“Joe Joestar.”

"JUST CALL ME JOJO."