In the warm ward,

The Uchiha's family of three was cautiously watching the new addition to the small family.

Artoria didn't bother them, standing by the window and watching the scene quietly.

As for Bo Feng Shuimen, he has already left and gone home to report the good news to Jiu Sinai.

"Is this Sasuke......"

Bedside,

Itachi looked at his father's hands, crumpled, bare, and pink, and was staring around in a blank manner...... The little baby's expectant eyes were stunned.

To be honest, it's a little different from his imaginary brother.

He thought it would be a white, tender, small and delicate appearance.

But in fact...... It's kind of ugly.

"Itachi, that's what you looked like when you were born."

As if he had guessed what Itachi was thinking, Fuyue explained playfully, "Children are like this when they are born, and after a while, their complexion will slowly turn whiter, and they will look much better." ”

Itachi nodded, and looked back at the baby from his father.

"Itachi, do you want a hug?"

On the hospital bed, Mai Trin, who was lying down and resting, looked at his gaze and asked softly.

Embrace...... Hug it?

Itachi was a little anxious and put his palm on his pants and wiped it, "Forget it, little Sasuke looks too thin." ”

From his point of sight, little Sasuke was about the height of his father's two palms.

It looks very small and fragile.

Thinking back to how easily he had pulled the kitchen window down a few hours ago, he didn't dare touch the little one.

And Mai Tamin looked at the movement in Itachi's hand and obviously wanted to hug it, but she said that she couldn't do it, and she laughed unconsciously.

This kind of tight appearance of the parents and children is very rare.

But soon, she encouraged, "In the future, if my mother and father need to go out, I need you to help take care of my brother at home." ”

"Yes, if your mother and I have matters to solve, you are the only one in the family who can take care of Sasuke."

Fugaku also agreed with this, holding Sasuke in his hand and pushing in the direction of Itachi, "Come on, you can try it." ”

"I ......"

Itachi looked at the little baby in front of him with dark eyes, and for a moment he forgot how his father had done it.

The baby's eyes looked dumbfounded, not as smart as the eyes of others.

But it's not really stupid, but an ignorant look, with a lack of understanding of the world and of oneself.

And under the gaze of this gaze, Itachi's learning ability, which has always been excellent, seems to have been lost in an instant.

"First of all, you have to hold the back of his head with your hand, the child has just been born, the neck is not yet fully developed, you have to use your hands to support him......"

For the weasel who didn't know how to start, Fuyue smiled heartily and taught him little by little.

Starting, the ferret first felt the temperature of the baby, warm and warm.

Immediately afterwards, there is the feeling of the fragility of the little baby.

As the Itachi imagined, both the skin and the bones are very delicate, like a balloon that can be easily punctured.

This made him extremely nervous just by touching it.

But soon, with Xiao Sasuke in the palm of his hand and looking at his black eyes, Itachi's originally nervous and uneasy mood involuntarily calmed down.

"Sasuke ......"

Itachi whispered his name, and his tone was not as flat as before, but with infinite tenderness.

This is the brother of Sasuke Uchiha, who has been looking forward to it for almost a year.

"Whew!"

And after Itachi's murmur sounded, in the palm of his hand, little Sasuke screamed as if he had reacted to the name.

Not a cry, not an unconscious whimper, he looked straight at himself, as if he had really responded to his own shouting.

"Looks like Sasuke likes you a lot."

Next to them, Mikoto and Fugaku both looked at this scene with gentle faces.

“……”

Itachi didn't respond, just shook his arm slightly, and watched as the petite and fragile baby in his hand slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep......

……

Hmmm-

The sound of the sword slashing the body of the spear resounded in the mist-filled space of mental warfare.

The qi and blood in his body surged, and substantial heat seeped out from every pore of the ferret, making his whole person as if he had been swallowed by a white mist.

In her hand, a pitch-black spear was wielded, deftly blocking every attack of Artoria in front of her, and while resisting, she kept actively attacking her.

Its strength and speed have not changed much from the first mental battle.

But for the use of skills, it is already the same as the one that once judged.

Borrow, unload, block, return, and attack......

Itachi's view of battle is very different from what it used to be.

If you say that in the first heart war, he was just a rookie who had no treasure mountain and didn't know how to dig it.

Now, Itachi is able to flexibly integrate the skills he has learned into the battle like a battle-hardened warrior, and better exert the strength he should have.

Whoosh –

The sharp arrows of the wind-type chakra carried the mournful roar of the air, slicing through the white sky and falling down with heavy force like meteors.

"Ho-"

In the mist, Artoria let out a low cry when she heard the sound of breaking the sky.

Swing the long sword in your hand violently, and directly split the weasel that is wielding a spear in front of you to entangle it with great force!

Then, she did not stop the attack, her speed and strength increased several times in an instant, and she approached the backward figure of the weasel with lightning speed, and slashed it again!

Bang –

The shadow clone turned into smoke and dispersed.

At this time, Artoria seemed to be unaffected by the mist blocking her vision, nimbly dodging the arrows falling from the sky.

Boom Boom Boom –

Arrows with sharp arrows fell one by one, nailed deep into the ground!

However, before Artoria could breathe a sigh of relief, in the mist, another figure suddenly appeared beside her, holding a giant axe like a crescent moon and slashing straight down!

But unfortunately, Itachi's successive attacks did not bother Artoria.

She raised her sword at will, holding her giant axe, controlling the hilt with the skill of unloading.

The blade of its sword slid against the blade of the axe, and then stabbed straight out, directly piercing the weasel holding the giant axe!

Bang –

It's a shadow clone again.

"Today, your fighting spirit seems to be extraordinarily high."

Taking a deep breath, Artoria held her sword in both hands, keeping an eye for any movement in the mist.

In this space of mental warfare, Itachi can embody all the blades he knows in reality, whether it is a sword or a knife or a spear, an axe, a bow and arrow, as long as he understands it in reality, it can be used as the content of mental warfare.

Originally, he wanted to learn other blades, and he completed it in this mental battle space.

And the means of the shadow clone combined with the precise and superb physical skills made Artoria inevitably become more and more serious.