Itachi, Couldn't You Have an Omelet Before You Left...? (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

Although Itachi no longer had his eyes, his powerful perception remained. He could sense Sasuke's ocular power rapidly growing stronger, and a trace of gratification appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Though his plan had been exposed and had not come to fruition, the plan to evolve Sasuke's Sharingan into the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan had been fulfilled at this moment. More importantly, Sasuke had forgiven him.

That was more important than anything else.

If he died now, he would have no regrets!

"Haha..." Itachi was incomparably satisfied with this outcome. He laughed soundlessly, but the laughter aggravated his internal injuries, and blood began to flow uncontrollably from his mouth. He could even feel his life slowly slipping away. Perhaps it would not be long before he died.

It's a pity I won't get to see Sasuke marry and have children... But what more can someone like me ask for? Itachi murmured inwardly, mocking his own greed.

In truth, when he had first been injured, he could have tried to save himself. But he had not treated himself in time, because death was his best destination.

Thinking this, Itachi lowered his head and looked at the Kusanagi Sword piercing through his lower abdomen. Then he gripped it with both hands and pulled hard. "Hisss..." Even someone like Itachi could not help letting out a low groan of pain.

The moment the Kusanagi Sword was pulled out, blood gushed from the wound in his lower abdomen.

Naruto noticed Itachi's movement. He withdrew his hand from Sasuke's eyes and let Sasuke continue absorbing the ocular power on his own. Then he crouched down, intending to help Itachi stop the bleeding.

"There's no need to trouble yourself, Naruto. Everyone must die eventually. Besides, death is a good thing for me." A smile appeared