In the Uchiha clan,

A noodle restaurant that is not very large, in a private room.

Hmmm-

When Uchiha Teru opened the door, the familiar voices of Uchiha Zen and others came from inside the house.

"Hui, why are you so ......?"

At the low dining table, Zen's voice paused to say hello.

Looking at Itachi standing behind Hui, he stood up gently and stared at Itachi, "Itachi, you're here too." ”

And beside him, the good chief stood up like Kiki.

Their demeanor was the same as before, but Itachi could really feel the distance between them.

"I haven't seen you for a while, and I'm a little worried that something will happen to you, and when I went to look for Hui, I heard that you were going to have dinner, so I came uninvited."

Itachi stood in the doorway, calmly looking at Hui who had already stepped into the house, and a few others.

"It's okay, it's okay, we were going to come with you."

Uchiha Zen gently invited Itachi into the house, "But I'm afraid that you have other things, and I'm afraid that your familiar relationship with us will affect your affairs." ”

“…… Everyone is the same Uchiha. ”

Itachi walked slowly into the room and answered.

And for this statement, Zen and the others were silent.

"The people of Konoha can't coexist with us."

After a long time, when Itachi sat down at the low table, he heard a muffled answer, "If you want to have the true power of the Uchiha, you are destined to have no friends. ”

"Ambiguous!"

Uchiha Zen called out a strange name, the meaning of which was obvious, and he did not want to go on on this topic.

In the private room, which is not very large, the atmosphere is silent again.

And Itachi didn't ask for the details revealed in Uchiha's words at the first time.

He could see that Zen and they all seemed to have experienced something.

So much so that the idea of being conservative in thought and hoping to establish diplomatic relations with Konoha gradually leaned towards the radicals of their respective fathers.

"Well, don't be sad."

It wasn't until the staff at the ramen shop brought bowls of steaming ramen into the house that Hui broke the silence.

A stiff smile appeared on his grim face, "Isn't it for me to celebrate today?" Congratulations to me for successfully developing my bloodline to the level of the Sangota. ”

"yes, congratulations, Hui."

Zen also laughed.

And others sent their blessings.

Only the Itachi watched this scene calmly.

Is it a trigram......

"Hui, the last time we had a celebration together last year, I heard them say that you plan to introduce your teammates to us......

Itachi broke the disposable chopsticks that were on the side of the noodle bowl and mentioned it casually.

In an instant, he could clearly see that Hui's face, which had a far-fetched smile on his face, collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, with fierce eyes and anger, he glanced over.

"Hui!"

Zen shouted again helplessly.

He knew it was going to happen.

Then, Zen looked at Itachi apologetically, "I'm sorry, Hui's teammate died in the mission, maybe he wasn't in a good mood." ”

"Nope."

Hearing this, Hui next to him retracted his emotions, picked up his chopsticks indifferently, and replied, "Putting your eyes on the past is the behavior of the weak." ”

"The strong should have their eyes on the future."

"Their sacrifice has made my trigram a success, and that's something to celebrate."

Hearing this, the chopsticks in Itachi's hand paused.

"Itachi, are you not used to using chopsticks?"

Among the several people, Zen, who has always been mature, sighed in his heart and tried to avoid the topic, "Do you need me to ask the clerk to send a pair of forks?" ”

"No, you don't."

Itachi shook his head, the chopsticks in his hand were also very flexible and graceful.

Its posture when eating made Zen and the others inevitably more cautious, and did not seem so rude.

Itachi's change to a dining tool did not affect its etiquette score.

His table manners were taught by Artoria, and she excelled at knives and forks...... This kind of tool.

So in the study, he is naturally familiar with it.

But the so-called etiquette, the tool is just a way to set off,

It's like dress etiquette, clothes are just a foil,

True etiquette lies in its own expressiveness, and when the weasel truly masters these etiquette techniques, it is no longer limited to tools.

Next, whether it was the parties to this "celebration" dinner, or the Zen people, or the Itachi did not speak, looking for a topic.

A meal that ends slowly in silence.

"I'm relieved to see you're okay."

Putting the bowl of noodles that had been cleaned and there was not even a little soup left on the plate, Itachi wiped his lips with a tissue and looked at the people, "In that case, I'll take my leave." ”

With that, he stood up calmly.

Seeing that Itachi was about to leave so directly, Zen stood up and hesitated to stay.

But when the words came to their mouths, they didn't know how to speak.

"If you have anything in the future, if you want, you can ask me for help, or discuss it with me."

Itachi stood in front of several people, "Don't worry about what I will affect because of my contact with you, I said it, everyone is the same Uchiha." ”

He always stressed this.

In this regard, the Zen people did not talk, but nodded silently in response.

"Speaking of which, I once heard my father tell a story."

Before parting, Itachi looked at Hui again, "The Nanga Shrine in the clan is a place where the clan gathers, and there is a secret hidden in the Nanga Shrine. ”

Hui and the others, who were originally sent to the door, held their breath.

"Nanga Shrine enshrines a god from the Yellow Springs who has the power to communicate with the underworld."

"And in ancient times, he was blessed by the Uchiha clan, and if the Uchiha clan offered their own chakra eyes in the shrine on the night of the full moon, they could see the deceased."

"Hui, if you can't bear your teammates, you can give it a try."

Itachi spoke slowly and told a baseless "story".

“…… How I haven't heard of it. ”

Hui stared at Itachi, "Itachi, are you making fun of me?" ”

"Nope."

Itachi looked at him calmly, "It's just a story." ”

With that, he turned around, "Farewell, guys." ”

"Wait......"

But Hui stopped Itachi, "What does it mean to sacrifice your own writing wheels?" ”

"I don't know."

Itachi replied without replying, "I said, it's just a story." ”

A story made up from scratch.

Calmly walked out of the private room, and for the few people behind him who faintly heard the sound of arguments, Itachi didn't pay much attention to its contents.

"What do you think...... Will he believe it? ”

Artoria followed Itachi's side, "What a clumsy story. ”

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not."

Itachi replied casually, "The important thing is that the Uchiha is not going to kill those who are cherished for the sake of power. ”

"The method of opening and evolving the writing wheel eye is to be stimulated by intense emotions."

"And people who can make people have intense emotional stimulation are undoubtedly friends and family members who are very important."

"Actually, as early as when my father talked to me about the writing wheel, I wondered if the people of the Uchiha would be willing to sacrifice the writing wheel when there was an opportunity to exchange their power for the lives of friends and family."

"And now, I know the answer."

"I think that if I can exchange the life of Uchiha Temple at the price of Sharingan, my father will be willing to do so when the family is completely stable."