Betrayal Has a Terrible Start.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me, Sasuke, I'll teach you next time. I really don't have time this time. The Anbu side is suddenly busy, and I can't help it."

Itachi put on a preoccupied expression, as if thinking about something.

Sasuke looked over worriedly.

"Brother, are you okay..."

"I really don't have time to accompany you today."

"My brother is always like this, poking me with his fingers and saying 'forgive me, Sasuke'. The old brother wouldn't be like this." Sasuke rubbed the sore spot on his forehead and said dissatisfied.

Itachi smiled slightly: "Well, if you can get No.1 in this quiz, I will accompany you again."

He knew about Sasuke's situation in the ninja school. No.1 has been occupied by four generations of sons. Sasuke, who has not opened Sharingan, is absolutely unable to beat the blood of the Uzumaki clan.

Sasuke, on the other hand, showed a surprised smile: "Really? Brother? As long as you get it, it's all right?"

"Ah, not only that, but my brother will give you a gift."

"Well, then it's settled. I will definitely get No.1."

Sasuke said confidently.

Itachi stood up, put on the forehead protector, turned his back to Sasuke and left——

Try to catch up, Sasuke, brother is waiting for you at the end of the future.

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Itachi came back very late, and when he got home, his parents and younger brother Sasuke had already sat at the dining table to eat.

"I am back."

"Sit down when you come back, Sasuke, and get a pair of bowls and chopsticks for brother." Uchiha Mikoto smiled.

"Okay, Mom." Sasuke left the seat and happily went to fetch a pair of bowls and chopsticks for Itachi.

Itachi served the meal and sat on the chair. After the meal was halfway through, the atmosphere of silence was broken by Uchiha Fugaku.

"Itachi, what have you been doing lately?"

Hearing his father's serious tone, Sasuke lowered his head and looked at Itachi secretly, but was stopped by Uchiha Fugaku's stern eyes when he wanted to say something.

"Nothing." Itachi said nonchalantly.

"You didn't even come to the nearest clan meeting."

"There's something wrong with Anbu."

"Don't fool my father, Hokage-sama said that you left Anbu early. There was a total of three hours of blankness. Who did you meet?"

Uchiha Fugaku put down the bowl and chopsticks, clasped his hands in front of his chest, his eyes were sharp and scary.

"Itachi, don't make your father angry." Mikoto Uchiha looked at Itachi worriedly.

"What does Dad want to know?" Itachi lowered his head, his expression unchanged.

"Be good as a family..."

"I understand, Dad, I won't let you down, don't always teach me the lesson of the family."

Itachi responded to his father's words indifferently, with a very casual tone.

"Itachi, you—"

Real fire appeared on Uchiha Fugaku's face.

"Dad, don't do this, brother, he—"

"Shut up, Sasuke, your brother is no longer a child. After dinner, go back to your room and do your homework."

Sasuke still wanted to speak, but seeing the eyes of his mother Uchiha Mikoto, he had to lower his head and go back to the room.

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"So, did your elder brother with severe bags under his eyes quarrel with your father again?"

On the way to school the next morning, the seven-year-old Naruto, with blond and crisp hair, held milk in one hand and a piece of bread in the other, and looked at Sasuke beside him.

"Yeah, Dad said that my brother seems to be doing things that are not good for the village, but my brother is very gentle." Sasuke pouted dissatisfied.

"Would you like me to ask for you, maybe my dad knows something?" Naruto volunteered.

"No need, Hokage-sama is busy every day." Sasuke knew the seriousness, it was really wrong to bother Hokage-sama, and this was a matter of the Uchiha clan.

"It's not very busy. Seeing that he cooks three meals a day at home on time every day, he should have a little free time."

"I don't want it anymore. I believe my brother won't do anything to offend the family or the village. Dad must have made a mistake." Sasuke was extremely stubborn in this regard.

"That's great, brother or something. I want a brother and sister or something."

Naruto threw the milk box into the trash can, put his hands behind his head, his blue eyes looked at the sky, and his thoughts drifted to nowhere.

"Also, you and I are competitors, and the No.1 in this test must be me. Brother said, if you get No.1 in actual combat, you promise to give me a gift. Be mentally prepared, Naruto."

Sasuke looked at Naruto with fighting spirit in his eyes.

Naruto's complexion changed slightly, and he continued to look at the sky.