At night, the lights in the Uchiha clan gradually went out, and time gradually passed until it was almost early in the morning. The food on the table was already cold.

Zhixue sat in front of the desk, the pen in her hand still shaking rhythmically.

Suddenly, a creaking sound on the door attracted Zhixue's attention.

"Is Nissan back?"

Zhixue ran out of his bedroom, and then saw a slightly tired Zhisui hanging the ANBU mask and black robe on the hanger.

"Nissan?"

"Ah, it's Zhixue, why haven't you gone to bed yet? It's almost early in the morning. Even if I give you two days off, you still have to keep the habit of going to bed early and getting up early."

"Nissan, you are still telling me that you should go to bed later than me, right?" Zhixue said with her hands on her hips.

Zhisui walked up to Zhixue and poked it with his finger.

"Stay there!"

"Of course my job is different from yours. I am directly under the ANBU of Hokage and I am very busy at work every day. You don't have to worry about my affairs. Just take care of yourself first, hahaha."

Zhixue gently rubbed his forehead. Why do the Uchiha clan like to poke other people's foreheads with their fingers? Their hands are not weak.

"Ah? This is..." Shisui looked at the three or four dishes covered with iron bowls on the table and was stunned for a moment, and then sighed.

"In the blink of an eye, Zhixue is already 14 years old. He is already understanding of his brother. Time flies so fast." Zhishui sat on the chair, took away the iron bowl, and took a mouthful of cold rice balls. I ate it in my mouth, but my heart felt warm, as if all the fatigue of the day had disappeared.

"I'm gonna start now."

Zhixue stuck out her tongue at Zhishui, then walked over and sat across from Zhishui.

"Nisan, ANBU...have you always been so busy?" Zhixue asked Zhishui with a hint of probing.

"Ah, ANBU, as the backbone of secretly guarding Konoha, are indeed much busier than ordinary ninjas, so don't wait for me to come back in the future. Lack of sleep will make you grow old." Shisui raised his chopsticks half-jokingly said.

"Then what kind of person do you think Naruto is?"

"Hokage..." At the mention of Naruto, Shisui's expression seemed to become more serious.

"The third generation Hokage inherited the will of fire from the first generation. He is tolerant and generous in doing things. He attaches great importance to the bonds and emotions between ninjas. Although there are some things in management that are hard to understand, Hokage must have his own reasons for doing so. . Where the leaves are flying, the fire is endless. This is what he often said. In my impression, the Third Hokage is such a leader. Zhixue, are you also interested in the Will of Fire? ?”

Zhixue:……

Looking at Shisui's expression that I am a third-generation fanboy, it seems that he was really drunk by the third-generation old man. If Shisui really said it was so good, then the genocide wouldn't be so tragic.

It seems that it will be very difficult to change Shisui's mind. There is no stubborn person in the Uchiha clan in the past, and no one can persuade him to come back except Naruto's other words.

If he wanted Shisui to see clearly the faces of Konoha's top brass, he could only let him experience it himself. There should still be a lot of time before Zhisui jumps off the cliff, but at this time, has Kaleidoscope awakened? This is the top priority. Even if you wake up, you must not tell others the news.

Zhixue came to Zhishui and held his face up under Zhishui's somewhat confused gaze.

"Zhixue, what are you doing?" After swallowing the rice ball in his throat, Zhishui asked Zhixue who seemed to be trying to show him off.

"Nisan, I'm looking to see if you have awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan?"

Shisui's pupils shook suddenly for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

He remembered that he didn't say anything to anyone else after he opened his eyes. Could it be that Zhixue heard him talking in his sleep while dreaming?

"Ah, how can you tell if there is a Mangekyo Sharingan by looking like this?" Shisui took Zhixue's slender wrist and gently took it off his cheek. Then he took a deep breath. The eyes were closed, and when they were opened suddenly, scarlet eyes with patterns like shurikens appeared.

After looking into these eyes, Zhixue's delicate body trembled. Different from the usually gentle and gentle Zhisui, when she saw these eyes, she felt as if her whole body and even her soul had been seen through.

Subconsciously, a pair of three-magatama Sharingan appeared in Zhixue's eyes, suppressing the discomfort all over his body.

"Zhixue, your eyes!?"

Zhisui faced Zhixue face to face this time, and finally saw clearly that the Sharingan in Zhixue's eyes was a three-magatama!? He saw it right last time, it was indeed a sharingan, but it turned out to be a three-magatama? Could it be that it was a sharingan? It was Zhixue who had been hiding it from others for so many years, but why?

Having a pair of three magatama sharingan is already considered to be stronger than 80% of the clan members in the family. As long as he practices various ninjutsu a little bit, he can at least reach the level of jounin. It can be said that as long as Zhixue reveals these eyes, she can get rid of the trash, crane tail and other titles, and become a genius of the Uchiha clan in one fell swoop. But why?

Uchiha Shisui was puzzled by this, but he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"My eyes?" Zhixue quickly looked into a mirror found in the bathroom.

In the mirror is a standard black-haired little lolita, well, she is still so cute today. But besides being cute, a pair of scarlet three-magatama Sharingan made Zhixue's pupils tremble.

The shock was almost as much as the loss of her dragon.

She, is she dreaming? Will she actually have the Sharingan? Or the three magatama?

Zhisui put down his chopsticks and stood up. Seeing Zhixue looking in the mirror and being shocked, he couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Your expression doesn't mean you don't even know that you have activated the three Magatama Sharingan, right?

Next, Shisui didn't even eat. He went to teach Zhixue some about the historical uses of the Sharingan and how to flexibly open and close the eyes. If Zhixue had such a timid character, he would be able to scare out his Sharingan with just a simple scare... Even if he was in the village, if he went out on a mission, his information would be leaked in advance.

After nearly an hour of explanation, Zhixue roughly understood what Zhisui taught and listened to a lot of Uchiha clan history that he didn't understand. But once people get into chatting, they really can't stop. No, that's not right, it should be Shisui's one-sided chat.

"Okay, that's all I have to say. It's very late now. I will tell the clan leader about the Sharingan tomorrow, and then focus the clan's resources on you..."

"Wait, don't tell others about the Sharingan."

"Ah?" Uchiha Shisui seemed stunned for a moment, and then shook his head regretfully. Forget it, since Zhixue doesn't let others know, he probably has his own ideas.

"Is that so...Then I agree, but you can't tell anyone else about my activation of the Mangekyou Sharingan, okay? Not even my closest friends." Shisui stepped forward and rubbed Shisui's smooth hair. .

"Well, of course, wait, what are you doing?"

"Lagou, this is the agreement between us brother and sister."

Zhixue glanced at Zhisui who was giggling there speechlessly, and regarded me as a child again. This feeling is really unpleasant. But she won't refuse.

"Okay then, just pull the hook. The hook has been hanging for 100 years and it is not allowed to change."

"Okay, if you hang yourself with a hook, you won't be able to change for 100 years, hahaha..."

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