[Comprehensive] After leaving Yokohama, I joined Xiongying

Itachi felt tired.

While waiting for Sasuke to come back, his body gradually became heavy, like a bad cold in childhood, his head was heavy and his vision was blurred at the same time.

As he slept in the cold, dank cave of the snake, he felt himself levitating.

The soul that has lost the shackles of the body flies up lightly, and turns and falls under the control of the nameless force.

He opened his eyes.

Into the eyes is a head of black hair.As soon as Itachi raised his hand, the top of his hair moved, revealing his hidden face.

It was only at this time that Itachi felt a faint pain on his face, like being scratched a few times lightly by something like a milk cat, or maybe he was bitten a few times to vent his anger because he didn't get his beloved food.

He was still in a daze, but "I" had already consciously acted.

"I'm sorry, Sasuke," he heard himself say, and skillfully picked up the child whose body was half on his body, "My brother fell asleep, I'm so sorry, Sasuke."

The child who obviously couldn't speak shook his arms and babbled, leaving two teeth marks on the boy's face.

Itachi thought, maybe this is the [Itachi] that Sasuke was talking about.

He stayed silently in this Itachi's body and looked at his brother Gong... Sorry, this younger brother who can climb on top of his elder brother doesn't seem to have Di Gong's cognition.

He watched [Itachi] playing with the children who could only babble, and laughed softly when he put his younger brother on his lap to watch the sunset together.

Itachi couldn't help but think of the boy whose eyes were like stagnant water, and his outrageous malice when he mentioned his brother.If [Itachi], who was the older brother, loved the younger brother so much in the beginning, what kind of changes happened in it to evolve into a situation where the brother Ni Qiang never dies?He lowered his head, [he] was patting his younger brother and humming in a low voice, the moonlight was as cool as dew, [Itachi] stopped humming after his younger brother fell asleep, and looked down at the chubby Sasuke.

This child is carefully taken care of by his family. His skin is smooth and fair, and he is like a white porcelain doll. He can't speak, but his movements still reflect the innocence of a child. In this [world], he is the one who witnessed Pregnancy witnessed the birth, the unique [life] connected with his blood.

Itachi couldn't see [his] expression, but after staring at Sasuke for a long time, under the gentle moonlight, in the silence, he felt an indescribable loneliness.

[He] lowered his head and hugged Sasuke gently.

"I'll protect you," Itachi heard [himself] whisper, "Sasuke."

Itachi stretched out his hand, penetrated the boy's torso and touched his face, and seemed to touch the boy who was showing a sense of loneliness all over his body.But before he could distinguish carefully, the scenery in front of him began to dissipate until it finally returned to darkness.

***

There is a bonfire in the dark.

A man was sitting by the bonfire, and when he saw him look over, he let out a yo, and raised his hand to greet him like a beckoning cat.

Itachi walked over freely, sat down and took a grilled fish from the other party at the same time.

Wordless silence hovered between the two, and finally the man ended the silence.

"It's time, you should go back."

The man said so, his eyes fell on the boy.

Itachi ate the grilled fish slowly, and raised his head after he finished chewing the fish in his mouth.

"I'm going to high school soon."

He said, but it had nothing to do with what the man said.

"The high school confirmed now is Xiongying."

But the man wasn't surprised, and let out a long "Hey--".

"Someone... Mr. Yamabagiri said that this is the school my mother attended."

"So? You're going?"

"Of course." Itachi paused, showing a wicked taste rarely seen in this young man, "No."

The man snorted with a look of "Is that right?", and stretched out his hand to stroke the boy's hair.

"I'm just a little curious about my mother, and also about the school where my mother was raised." Itachi replied solemnly, "Of course, I haven't been home for a long time."

The man looked at him, his eyes were full of emotions that were tossed and turned in the firelight.

He beckoned, and Itachi naturally approached.

The touch of fingers came from the forehead.

Itachi was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he actually learned this habit from men.

It's just that I have been separated from the man for too long, and during this time, few people have made such an action to myself, so when the original person made this action, I felt momentarily at a loss.

"Speaking of which, I learned this movement from your mother," the man let go of Itachi's hands and put his hands on the ground, stretched out another hand, waved and then poked in the air. A little fresh.He laughed in this posture, very gentle, which was extremely inconsistent with his usual fierce uncle image.

A question naturally appeared in Itachi's mind. He leaned forward and asked this doubt, "What is the relationship between you... and your mother...?"

"Hey, I won't tell you that now," the man scratched his head, "but that guy is not an important person."

As he said this, a smile permeated the sky in his eyes.

Itachi almost immediately heard that this sentence was not the truth. If he didn't say anything else, just pointing at the speed at which the man adopted him almost immediately after his mother passed away, he could see the relationship between the two. It's not as "not an important person" as he said.

However, the stories of the elders are always reluctant to be told to the younger generation. After answering this question, the man said ah, and waved at Itachi in distaste.

"Someone is calling you over there." He waved his hands away in disgust, "Go back quickly."

Itachi listened carefully, and vaguely seemed to hear someone calling his name.

Before that...

"Did you stop me before?"

he asked seriously.

The man held his head and thought for a long time, as if he finally realized what he was talking about, his expression became a little tangled.

"Then you can't blame me," he waved his hands, "Your mother specifically asked you not to use high when you were young..."

"high……?"

"No! It's Susano... No! It's Susano... Tsk, when did you learn clichés?"

Itachi just smiled, chewing on the name of [Susanōhu].

The voice that had called him reappeared.

This time, he didn't wait for the man to chase him away, so he stood up consciously and patted his trousers, but before he raised his head, he was pinned down by a pair of hands.

A familiar touch came from the top of the head, Itachi maintained this posture, and rubbed the hand that paused temporarily on the head.

"I'm sorry." The man said, "I promised that guy some things, at least I can't let you know yet."

"But it's okay, don't worry, I can always cover you for a while...I said this right?"

Itachi thought to himself, how old are you talking about?If it weren't for him, who could remember clearly how old he was?

It seemed that he noticed that the hand of the man who slandered him was a little bit harder, as if he wanted to push the boy into the ground.

"Okay, let's go," he waved his hands in distaste, with a look of invisibility, "Next time, don't stumble into this kind of place by mistake."

Itachi rubbed the top of his head silently, and bowed slightly to the man.

Then his figure faded away, until finally he returned to nothingness in this space.

It wasn't until the space was empty that the man looked in that direction again, and sat by the campfire again.

After a long time, he turned his head, with the burning bonfire reflected in his eyes, showing a faint smile.

"Hmph, brat."

The burning bonfire became weaker and weaker, and finally there were only scattered sparks left, only illuminating the small space in front of the man, as if the fire that could illuminate the entire space before was just to welcome someone's arrival.

And when the waiting people left, the pure black space returned to its original appearance, and even the man sitting by the campfire solidified into a sculpture.

***

Itachi woke up.

After feeling the existence of his body, he tried to move his fingers, and it didn't take long before he heard Yu's cry of "Hand! Hand! Brother Itachi's hand!"

Perhaps it was because of his frailty in childhood, Yu's voice was always soft, but now it showed a completely different kind of liveliness.

Itachi opened his eyes freely, and sat up under the disbelieving gaze of the little black curly hair.

"Brother Weasel Weasel Weasel?" I don't know whether to call for someone or to help my brother who is seriously ill (?) first. The little curly hair is scrambling, and his brother scoops it up.

"Calm down, Yuu." Itachi reassured, the young boy who really came into contact with his elder brother was considered calm.

"Woo...uwa Brother Weasel, you're finally awake!" Little Curly turned around and plunged into his brother's arms, whimpering and crying for a while.

In this situation, even Itachi didn't know what to do, the boy who looked calm but flustered easily rubbed his younger brother into his arms and patted him lightly, which caused even louder crying.

Oops.

At such a bad moment, the door of the room was opened, revealing a long-lost young face.

"Oh." The young man's voice came from the door, "The princess who has been sleeping for a long time is finally willing to wake up?"

His tone was frivolous, and the end of his sentence was habitually raised.

Seeing Itachi's rare embarrassment, the young man burst out laughing, and by the way, offered a trick to his long-lost friend, "It might be miraculous to say [brother is here] at this time."

Itachi patted his younger brother's hand lightly and paused, rationally pulled him back to the edge of crying even more with the little crying bag hidden in his arms before he was about to say this sentence in a gentle voice.

"Well," the young man in a sand-colored windbreaker ran into the room with a smile, and patted Xiaokubao on the shoulder, "Shinji-kun's classmates are still waiting for you downstairs."

Hearing the cry, Baoyou sniffed, raised his head from Itachi's arms and complained in a low voice, "Really, why did Shinji's classmate ask me to entertain you?"

Even so, he climbed off Itachi cautiously.After falling to the ground, the young boy hesitated for a while, and reached out to touch his brother's cheek, as if he was trying to judge whether it was his own illusion.

——Although it is said that this action of judgment came too late.

Itachi patted You's little curly hair, thinking that he was old enough and didn't need his brother to worry, the young boy sniffed his nose and touched his face twice, and said to his brother, "I'm going to entertain guests, Itachi has a good rest." Da Da ran downstairs.

It has to be said that Itachi really breathed a sigh of relief after Yu left.

His gaze retracted from the door and turned to his friend who was watching a show.

They hadn't seen each other for almost four years.The person who could be said to be a teenager has grown into a young man smoothly, and his originally delicate face has grown to the extent that a beautiful lady will strike up a conversation with him when he walks on the street.This is only when the young man is not smiling, when those careless eyes roll, the whole person seems to be enchanted, making people unable to move their eyes away.

When Itachi looked at the young man, the other was also looking at him, and the eyes of the two met and fell apart instantly, turning into a warm smile on their lips.

"Have you cleaned up all your black accounts? The former cadre of the port mafia."

"Finally willing to leave Italy? The savior of Godfather Vongola."

When Itachi learned from Dazai that he had been asleep for several months, he was also speechless. The light-hearted young man on his face took on the role of explanation and told him that the [personality] of the robber a few months ago had a direct effect on the spirit, and also That is, the soul.

This is one of the reasons. After Dazai contacted the prisoner, they quickly discovered another reason is...

"Meow~?"

It's Sasuke.The black cat, which was detected to have the ability to transfer souls, meowed, trying to pretend that it hadn't caused its owner's coma due to excitement.

"Well, it's not uncommon for animals to have personalities." The young man sat on the bed of the ferret, and the guy who was supposed to be a sick patient was squeezed into it by him, huddled together in aggrieved manner (not at all).

The young man who confidently occupied most of the bed board continued, "Itachi-kun, didn't you apply for the Xiongying exam? The principal over there is a remarkable representative of the individuality of animals."

When he said this, the young man's words paused, and then became strange.

"I'm talking about Weasel-kun," he said as if suddenly remembering something, "Peng Lie...wouldn't have arranged for you to be escorted by Xiongying?"

He observed Itachi's expression, and said in a brisk and natural tone, "If so, today is the time for recommended students to take the exam."

"Well, since it's this time, it must be too late to rush over."

The author has something to say:

① Uchiha · Never late for exams · Never absent · Although I haven't passed any exams · Itachi: Be alert!In short, let’s start sharing sharing!

The crying little Baoyou secretly watching: Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

②This child is well-raised by the family. The skin that belongs to toddlers is smooth and white. It is coated with egg liquid and bread crumbs and fried. The weasel next door is crying (hey!)

Crab and Crab Junyi's mine ~ Affectionate hug w...hug!

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