[Comprehensive] After leaving Yokohama, I joined Xiongying

As always, Oda Sakunosuke opened his eyes when the first ray of sunlight hit him.

Thick curtains concealed the window frame, and this ray of light from the overlapping fabrics shone straight on him.

The man opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a long while before getting up with a sigh.

The monotonously repetitive day started again, while brushing with the pink toothbrush personally selected by Sakule, Odasaku suddenly thought of what happened last night, and after finishing the matter in hand, he walked out the door.

The familiar noise came from downstairs, he listened carefully, and then turned directly to another room.

The door of Oda's son was opened.

Oda Sakunosuke stood at the door, blinked hesitantly at the boy who was in the same posture as before he left, and then held his forehead with a headache.

***

Itachi remembered that someone found him in the festival.

The man's voice was inexplicably familiar, and before he could think, the fragrance of flowers came from his nostrils.

This dark, floral scent traveled through the air to Itachi's nose, crossing the defense line before the child quickly covered his mouth and nose.

Then itachi lost his memory.

The rich fragrance came from a small light purple flower, which was not uncommon, and the reason Itachi knew the fragrance of this flower was that he had seen and smelled it in the Uchiha tribe.

More specifically, when Uncle Uchiha reminded him of some common rosemary.

therefore……

"Sorry," he heard a male voice say in his ear.

Uchiha Quanna found out that the little ghost around him disappeared after he and Senju Feijian divided up half of the goldfish.

He casually threw the fishing net in his hand into the water, and looked at the embarrassed stall owner with a bored expression.

"Tsk," he naturally shifted the focus of the artillery fire from the innocent goldfish in the hands of the stall owner to a certain second-in-chief with his arms crossed and pretending nothing happened.

"I didn't expect Master Toikama of the Senshou family to be interested in this kind of thing."

Thousands of Hands didn't lift their eyelids, "Hmph, each other."

The two strong men brought out by the ninja world who could restrain one side hummed to each other, completely without the consciousness of being a strong man.

This is what the attendants of the City Lord's Mansion saw when they found these two.

Talking about the time, the two childish ghosts who were looking for the little ghost to actually move the battlefield stood in front of a pitching pot shop. A large group of people gathered around them, and they all marveled at the achievements of these two foreigners.

"Cough, cough, Master Uchiha, Master Senju." The visitor walked through the crowd and bowed shallowly in front of the two, telling him that he had come to guide them.

Uchiha Izumi said nothing, touched his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly showed a embarrassed expression, "Our children separated from us when they came..."

The attendant, who knew the elegance of the string, bowed down, "Yes, we have already gone to look for the young master."

It was this sentence that made Uchiha Izuna's complexion change for a moment. Although the servant who bowed respectfully did not notice this slight change, the Senshouban standing beside him was different.

As the saying goes, the person who knows you best is your enemy.It is no exaggeration to say that Uchiha Izumi can tell whether he is going to use Fire Dungeon or Fire Dungeon just by moving his little finger.

cough cough.

His heart turned and he snorted coldly.

"It turns out that Uchiha cultivated his nephews in this way, which is really eye-opening."

"That's better than Senju," Uchiha Izumi accepted the following smoothly, "Besides, our Itachi-kun is young, but we are already able to extract chakra."

Qianshou Feijian felt the veins on his forehead twitch.

No, he said, not to mention big families like Senshou and Uchiha, even if it is a small and medium-sized family, learning to extract chakra at the age of eight or nine is not a big deal, right? Does it have a filter?

The young man who was full of hesitation and refrained from talking, swallowed all his complaints back into his stomach, suppressed his subconscious reaction of wanting to fight against his old enemy, and cooperated with the opponent to fight.

And the other side

Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama are already standing in front of the City Lord's Mansion.

They re-entered the city lord's mansion with the attendants leading them, and vaguely heard the sound of arguing from inside.

The voice is not loud, but ninjas have sharper senses than ordinary people, not to mention that the two standing here are among the best in the world today, so they can vaguely hear the dispute coming from inside .

The two of them didn't move too much because of this, and even the steps under their feet were like walking in the garden as usual.

The attendants led the two of them to the main hall, but within a short while, the arguing inside stopped.

After about half a cup of tea, the host finally came out of the house.

"Sorry to keep you waiting for so long," the only son of the City Lord's Mansion walked in from the door. He was wearing a kimono with black and white as the main colors, and his tone was soft as if he was not the heir of the City Lord who had been in a high position since he was a child. Where did he come from? Shulang.

The weasel smelled a burst of fragrance.

He woke up dizzy, and after a long pause, the inner structure of the wooden roof was reflected in his eyes.

He blinked, and heard a happy female voice ringing in his ears.

"Are you awake?"

The first thing that came into sight was a hand.

His fingers were long and fair, and they dangled in front of his eyes before pulling away.

Itachi sat up slowly and found himself sleeping on a low table.He was covered with a crimson feather, while the clothes on the woman sitting beside him gradually changed from white to crimson, and it was obvious that they were women's clothes.

Seeing him looking at a woman—or what we call a girl is more appropriate, she tilted her head and touched Itachi's forehead worriedly.

"Are you all right?" She covered her lips with one hand and reached over with the other, easily pressing Itachi to the ground.

After inspecting the child, she breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Itachi sat up and helped put the fallen haori on Itachi's body.

Itachi took the opportunity to observe.

This place looks like a farm house somewhere, but whether it is the face etiquette or attire of the girl in front of her, it is far beyond the capacity of a farm house.

He turned his gaze back to look at his girl curiously, and said after a moment of careful thought.

"I'm fine, please worry, Your Highness Jin Ji."

***

"I'm so worried."

During recess, Saku Le leaned on the desk and whispered.

Ayumi, who was always paying attention to her friend who was inexplicably listless today, straightened her ears and turned around, "What are you worried about, Saku Le?"

Saku Le, who usually responds immediately when she cares about her friends, is lying on the table with a worried look on her face.

"It's Brother Itachi's business." She whispered her worries, "Brother Weasel is said to have the flu, so he didn't go out of the room to eat in the morning."

She changed to a more comfortable position and continued to whisper, "And Oda Saku also said that children should not come near, so he can't take good care of Brother Itachi!"

Conan Edogawa, who heard this because of the suspected members of the black-clothed organization that Haibara Ai saw near the Oda house, retracted his ears and gave up eavesdropping on such parents.

But the other members of the Boy Detective Team were different. After a while, a pile of carrot heads gathered around the wimpy little girl.

Edogawa Conan grinned helplessly. The detective who sees through everything should see through the future that the boring elements of the Boy Detective Team will be involved in. At this time, he can only sigh helplessly.

At the same time, when the Detective Boys and Saku Le were chatting about this, Oda Saku, who left work early because he was worried about his family, pushed Itachi's door again.

The boy was still sitting on the bed.

He maintained the posture he saw in the morning, and he didn't even leave a single strand of his hair from where he was in the morning or even last night.

He is like a frozen sculpture, silently and piously still in time.

Odasaku skillfully took out the porridge and side dishes prepared by the children for Itachi from behind him, stepped forward and put them on the low bedside table.

"..."

"..."

When he was doing all this, the room was embarrassingly quiet, and occasionally the two of them would meet each other's eyes, but the silence continued and was not broken by human contact.After Odasaku finished all this, he took two steps back, looked at the frozen boy and thought for a while.

"...Sasuke, it should be right to call you that way, right?" He sincerely persuaded the boy who didn't know whether it was his cat or where it came from, "Let's eat something first."

For the first time, a Chinese teacher who can't persuade others feels that his vocabulary is so lacking, and he is a little at a loss when trying to persuade a child who is angry at home.

He thought for a long time, and the boy sitting on the bed still maintained his movements.It's like Oda Saku who is busy around him, and the flow of time has nothing to do with him.

In the end, Oda Saku could only say a few dry words, and finally ended with "Itachi's body is hurt like this".

The door was closed again, and only then did the boy look up as if he had realized something.

He tilted his head, his eyes focused on the place where Oda Sakunosuke was standing before.

The black and white eyes projected light and shadow, but nothing seemed to be reflected. After an unknown period of time, his gaze slowly moved upwards. After seeing something, he suddenly got up, because the limbs that had not moved for a long time felt strangely weak. He staggered as soon as his feet hit the ground, and even the food in his hand fell to the ground.

But the young man didn't seem to notice this at all. He got up from the ground, his hair, which was messed up due to sleep, revealed a rare embarrassment, but the young man's face was full of vitality that had never been seen before.

He moved to a certain place step by step, his weak legs gradually gained strength, and finally fell down again after entering the bathroom.

But the boy couldn't care about all this anymore.

He looked at [himself] in the mirror, and slowly stretched out his hand to touch [himself] in the mirror.

Fragmentary words came out of his mouth, like words spoken by the boy alone in a dark room after Oda Saku communicated with him.

[ferret].

"Hey~ Is your name Itachi-kun?" The girl named Jin Ji sat next to Itachi, with one hand restlessly picking up a strand of the boy's hair and stirring it.

Itachi Quandang didn't see the girl's behavior, he tilted his head and looked at the girl carefully under the flickering light.

There is no doubt that Jin Ji, the daughter of the city lord, is beautiful.

Moreover, it is a kind of aesthetic feeling that is quite popular at the moment.The girl who was spoiled and brought up looks weak and beautiful, but her personality has some cuteness unique to girls.

And when the girl smiles with her head tilted to one side, she is like a double cherry blossom with dew in the morning sun, luxurious and beautiful.

Itachi tilted his head, and said under the gaze of the girl, "The city lord sent me to ask you, when do you want to go home?"

The girl who was asked blinked her eyes, skillfully pulled up the sleeves of the boy who was younger than she knew how much, softly trying to act like a baby.

"Didn't father make an agreement with Jinji until after the ceremony is over?" She tugged at the boy's sleeve and became nervous thinking of a certain possibility, "Could it be that brother found out that Jinji had gone out secretly?!"

Itachi raised his head and made it up without blinking, "Yes, the son not only learned about this, but also thought that something happened to Ji Jun, and entrusted Senshou ninja-sama to look for you. "

Hearing this, the girl first showed a surprised expression, and then it turned into frustration that her little plan failed.

Itachi had a panoramic view of all this, knowing that this mission might already be rushing towards an unknown direction.

It's just that they don't know which one in this city is responsible for this game.

Oda Sakunosuke clearly heard the voice from upstairs.

Although the former Mr. Assassin had already washed his hands in a golden basin, his sword was still young, and he could clearly hear the movements upstairs that were not covered up.

His hand that took out the mobile phone paused. Although it was already displayed that the phone was being connected, the man cut it off without hesitation when the sound came from upstairs.

Then he put the phone back in his bag like he never thought of taking it out.

Of course, we don’t have to pay attention to the bewildered expression of a certain young man who received a call from his best friend at the important moment of suicide and had to give up temporarily.

Putting down his phone, Sakunosuke Oda thought for a while, and did not choose to go upstairs, but just took a plate of melon seeds, sat on the sofa, knocked the melon seeds and continued to listen to the movement upstairs.

However, things went against our wishes. After the initial crackling sound passed, there were no other strange sounds.

In Itachi's room, a large area of ​​sunlight was blocked by thick curtains, dimly illuminating the room.

In a place where even the dim sunlight could not shine, he was calling someone's name, but he lowered his voice as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Ah, it's a weasel.

While cheering like this, he was very clear that all of this was not true, it was just his own deception.

The soul named Sasuke Uchiha withdrew from his body, watching his body coldly, even though it was so embarrassing, it was like a walking dead.

No one knows this better than him.

he thinks.

No one knew better than him that the man named Uchiha Itachi was dead.

He watched him spit out red blood one mouthful after another, watched him staggeringly come to his body, watched the last trace of life in his body withdraw.

Then, knowing full well his death.

He was suspended in the air, looking around his chest calmly and rationally, looking down at the embarrassed [Uchiha Sasuke] punching the glass mirror, screaming like a wounded cub.

There was a red liquid flowing from his hand but it didn't seem to exist, because it was just a dream, so everything was nothingness.

Uchiha Sasuke thought calmly.

Whether it is this [Uchiha Itachi] or this magnificent world, it is nothing but his delusion.

There may be temptation from the enemy, or it may be because of his own weakness, but these are not important in this situation.

Because whether it was this dream or his life, the most important core of it had already been killed by him.

So he has nothing to fear.

It doesn't matter.

On a sunny day, he followed the path arranged by that person and ended that person's life with his own hands. This is the only thing that is indisputable, and the only thing that cannot be forgotten.

Uchiha Sasuke thought.

So even if it was a trap set by an unknown enemy, it was nothing but a dream to him.And although he was indulging in a dream, his expression was clear.

The author has something to say:

Brother Weasel: Ah!

Well, Sasuke is the one who just learned the true story of Itachi (?), and is now on the verge of sanity and madness XD

Sasuke: Oh, I know my brother is dead!died!I killed it!Who moved my brother out to mess with me!There is a kind of positive anal! ! !

Also, I found that the youngest brother Big Weasel turned out to be when he was fighting Erzhu!When I was beaten in the illusion, when a mouthful of old blood spurted out, I thought it was the time when I was the most like a 21-year-old cub. Woohoo, my heart hurts really.

It might be repaired during the day when I’m in a hurry this time (when did you repair it when you said this!)

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Thanks to Junyibao for the landmine Mijiu

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