Naruto, if you dare to destroy my Uchiha, then we will fight four times

Behind Jiraiya, in the sunlight of Konoha pouring through the window, Sarutobi Hiruzen trembled and took his last breath.

The old man who had been a soldier all his life, good at political schemes, but repeatedly misjudged the situation, was about to be tortured by the White Death.

After receiving the order from the Hokage, Uchiha Itachi left the office and looked at several former Root organization members who were now members of the Root team under the Hokage's direct command, who were gathered outside the Hokage building.

Including the boy with the alias Sai and Aburame Tori Root, although he was also a member of the Anbu before, he had no contact with the members of the Root. He spoke in a complex and godlike manner;

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Uchiha Itachi."

Heizu Leitong, who was not from the Root, also stepped forward.

"I have submitted an application to the Hokage Office and hope to join your action."......

The sun shone through the white curtains of the hospital onto Kakashi Hatake's face wrapped in a black mask.

He was awake and was sensing the condition of his body.

There were bursts of stinging pain in his left eye, but his vision was no different from before.

What's going on? Didn't I already?

He stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling a little, but he still didn't dare to reach his left eye.

He was afraid that everything was just an illusion.

The last scene he remembered in his mind was the scarlet Sharingan behind the mask.

It was that mysterious man who dug out his own eyes.

With a swish, the curtain that served as a compartment was pulled open, and Kakashi saw his fellow patient lying on the side.

That was Might Guy, and his injuries seemed to be worse than his. His body was wrapped in bandages, and some parts were in plaster. He must have had a fracture.

That was the green monster. Seeing this, scenes emerged in his mind, and he covered his forehead in pain.

The pleasant voice of the nurse reached his ears.

"Mr. Kakashi, is your left eye okay? We took the initiative to replace it with the Uchiha Rebellion Sharingan captured on the battlefield. Please do not use its power before you get used to it....

That's not a dream....Since I can't fulfill the promise with Obito, I'll throw away the promised item.

After all, I really don't want your eyes to see this miserable world again.......

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late!"

Just as Sasuke used the pencil in his hand as a kunai and drew the mark that he thought was Uchiha Itachi for the 1,099th time, the door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open, and a golden figure appeared in front of everyone.

The man scratched his head. At the same time, he was not clear about the circumstances of his disappearance, so he explained in a slow and careless manner.

The experience of being urgently taken out of the village by the Anbu was more like a dream for Naruto. He only remembered that he was drowsy on the back of the Anbu until he met a strange uncle with white hair.

The uncle looked at him, and then discussed with the Anbu for a long time. Finally, he returned to the back of the Anbu and returned to the Konoha Ninja Village in a daze.

Therefore, although he has been walking for a long time, he has been resting on the road, so he is now energetic and does not look like he has been running all the way.

Because of the illusion, he did not see the scene of Konoha being destroyed.

He scratched his head and looked at the classmates in the class

""Ah, strange, why is there no one sitting next to you, Sasuke?"

After saying that, he ignored the classmate's whispered reminder and sat next to Sasuke. Now even Iruka on the podium didn't know what to say. He could only respond vaguely, turned back to write and draw on the blackboard, and started teaching.

Naruto was naturally not a good student who was willing to concentrate on listening, even in his favorite class, Mr. Iruka's class.

Now even as slow as he was, he also noticed the abnormality in the air in the classroom. He puffed up his cheeks, used his palm to suppress his voice, and whispered to Sasuke;

""Hey. What's going on? Why do you feel like everyone is acting weird?" Sasuke's cheek muscles twitched for a while, and he ignored Naruto and continued to write and draw in his notebook.

Naruto was even more curious now, and he simply stretched his neck like a giraffe and desperately looked in Sasuke's direction, wanting to see what he was writing in the notebook.

His action was so sudden that before Sasuke closed the notebook, he could already see that it was Itachi's name written on it, and he didn't know how many times it had been crossed with a pencil.

"Hey, what is that?"

Naruto didn't care that it was a class and started yelling in the classroom. His eyes also turned into a kaomoji shape.

"Uchiha Itachi, I heard them say that man is not your elder brother? Why are you like this?...."

With a swish, Naruto felt a piece of chalk hit him directly on the head. He touched his head, turned around with an innocent look, and saw the angry face of Mr. Iruka.

Iruka was also in a dilemma. He instinctively didn't want his students to have any bad memories because of this argument, but he also knew that it was impossible, so he could only try his best to pretend that nothing happened.

But Naruto, who couldn't read the air, came in and started shouting, as if he wanted everyone in the class to recall that terrible night again. You know, many of their family members lost their lives because of it.

Alas, Naruto covered his head and looked around the class again, and said strangely;

"Speaking of which, where is that kid Akimichi Choji, why didn't he come to class? He can't be even later than me, right?"

Now everyone in the class looked even darker, because he had lost his father in the coup and was still dealing with various things in the family, so how could he be here?

At that moment, several classmates who were on good terms with Choji were furious and were going to teach Naruto, who couldn't read the air, a lesson.

At this moment, the air in the classroom that was about to solidify was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door.

Iruka rushed over as if he had been pardoned, opened the door of the classroom, and saw the tall figure of Morino Ibiki, who said a few words to him.

Iruka turned his head and looked at Sasuke who was sitting by the window and said;

"Sasuke-kun, I need to trouble you to come out for a while."

Then there was the sound of a chair sliding across the floor. Under the gazes of all the classmates, some suspicious or malicious, Sasuke packed up his books and walked to the door of the classroom without looking back.

The man with a face full of scars and a fierce look nodded at him and said;

"follow me."