Itachi's Overindulgence

Sure enough, two people were standing there.

One of them was Itachi, and the other was Uchiha Senyo.

It seemed the two had been standing there for quite some time, yet Sasuke, who had been completely engrossed in battle, had failed to notice anyone else in that direction.

"You're far too gentle with Sasuke. No wonder his progress has been so slow."

Senyo shook his head slightly and sighed.

In fact, the moment he had arrived, Itachi had already keenly sensed his presence.

At the exact moment Itachi threw down that smoke bomb, he had cleverly left a Shadow Clone behind.

The real Itachi had long since silently retreated beyond the training ground to meet Senyo.

Hearing Senyo's words, a trace of discomfort appeared on Itachi's face.

Even so, he immediately defended Sasuke.

"Sasuke's rate of improvement over the years has been quite remarkable. With his current strength, among the younger generation, I'm afraid only Naruto can surpass him slightly."

After all, he was a doting older brother. It was rare for Itachi, who normally never argued with Senyo, to defend someone like this.

Senyo let out a deep sigh, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness.

"I told you to hold up the sky for Sasuke, not to take care of him like a babysitter!"

He stared intently at Itachi and continued.

"If you teach Sasuke this way, how could he possibly grow into a true powerhouse?"

At that moment, Sasuke ran over, his face full of frustration and defeat.

After all, he had just spent half the day fighting one of his opponent's Shadow Clones. It was truly embarrassing.

"Nii-san..."

Sasuke called out weakly.

Then he looked at his Master Senyo beside him and murmured, "Master..."

Yet at that moment, neither Senyo nor Itachi said anything.

Sasuke cautiously