Sasuke Uchiha Understood

Under a sky full of stars.

The Uchiha Compound was still bustling with activity, and smiles graced the faces of the Uchiha members.

Since they moved to the outskirts of the village, it was like living in Prison. Now, countless people have settled here, allowing the ancestral land to flourish again.

Ninjas typically bring their families, so a large number of them naturally means increased demand. The emergence of shops selling snacks, street food, and night markets further encouraged newcomers to interact and socialize.

The Uchiha seemed less indifferent. Having experienced loneliness and exclusion, they cherished this atmosphere even more after experiencing it again.

Similarly, these newly joined ninja family members were initially somewhat unfamiliar and fearful, after all, this was the clan territory of the strongest bloodline. However, as time went by, they began to accept each other, and they enjoyed an unprecedented sense of security.

With the strongest Uchiha Clan and the Konoha Military Police Force, wouldn't they feel insecure?

In the clan chief's courtyard, young Sasuke excitedly waved his Kunai under the starlight.

"Teacher Yoru, how are my Taijutsu?"

Panting heavily, Sasuke wore an expression that seemed to say, "Come on, praise me! "Uchiha Yoru, sitting upright on the wooden floor under the eaves, smiled and nodded in response.

"It seems you've learned a lot at the Ninja Academy, Sasuke."

Young Sasuke beamed with excitement upon hearing the praise; after all, he was just a kid, practically wagging a tail.

"I came in first place in the entrance exam."

Sasuke spoke proudly, a sight that made Uchiha Yoru burst into hearty laughter.

"Alright, Sasuke, since you got first place, I'll give you a reward. I'll personally teach you Shuriken Technique."

"Great!" Sasuke laughed excitedly, and Uchiha Yoru nodded slightly.

He secretly thought to himself, "One of the twins of destiny is right in front of me. It would be foolish not to seize the opportunity to bring him into my camp."

Across the courtyard, in the large house that was once the clan leader's house, the second floor is now brightly lit. Having completed his mission, Uchiha Itachi sits at the table, his eyes growing increasingly fervent as he looks at the red-covered book 'My Struggle'.

Just as Uchiha Itachi was diligently taking notes, each one different from the last, a familiar, hearty laugh suddenly rang out.

Through the window, he saw Sasuke and his teacher, and seeing this, Uchiha Itachi felt even more guilty.

"Teacher, you sacrificed too much for the Uchiha and for the Will of Fire."

In Uchiha Itachi's eyes, his teacher, for the sake of the clan and the true Will of Fire, and his grandfather, who sent his daughter there, were meant to protect him and his younger brother, but it was also for the sake of the clan.

Despite all these sacrifices, his teacher not only showed no discrimination but was also incredibly kind to Sasuke.

Even more shockingly, his own teacher, as the clan leader, was still unmarried. Although he had many women in private, according to his teacher...

His future is fraught with obstacles and dangers due to his ideals and ambitions, so he doesn't want his child to be born into the same dangers he brings, nor does he want the child's mother to suffer, until he succeeds.

The teacher's exact words were: If he fails, please give up on him without hesitation, and never look back; one person's sacrifice is enough.

Therefore, Uchiha Itachi felt even more guilty, and when he compared the current Hokage to him, he immediately revealed an angry look.

"Our teacher made such a great sacrifice, but the Sarutobi Clan was an unknown small clan when Konoha was founded. However, after First Shinobi War, Second Shinobi War, and Third Shinobi War, they suddenly developed into a Great Clans. On the other hand, the once great Senju Great Clans declined and was on the verge of collapse, the Uchiha was isolated, Hyuga Split."

"Only teachers deserve to be Hokage, none of you deserve it!" At this moment, Uchiha Itachi's eyes became even more determined.

The old and new clan chiefs' families were separated by only one courtyard, and time flew by as Itachi engrossed in his reading.

"Sasuke, look how late it is! Hurry back and ask your brother to help you wash up and get some rest."

"Yes, Mother."

Amidst the heartwarming conversation, Sasuke excitedly stuck out his tongue at his mother before joyfully leaping over the courtyard wall to find his brother.

Mikoto Uchiha, however, walked respectfully and slowly to Uchiha Yoru. After so much time, the two of them had almost gotten used to it.

"Sasuke, you've really worked hard."

She had witnessed every little detail of Uchiha Yoru's concern for Sasuke, and her initial fear and worries had now vanished.

Facing Mikoto, Uchiha Yoru shook his head and sighed bluntly, "Mikoto, you should know how dangerous what I'm about to do is, so please don't worry or be afraid. Please do your best to train Itachi and Sasuke."

Facing the young man before her, Mikoto Uchiha was filled with complex emotions. Compared to Fugaku in the past, the two were almost incomparable, because the gap was too great, not in strength, but in mindset, vision, and courage.

She naturally knew what the young man in front of her was going to do, and his current achievements represented a major leap forward, something the Uchiha Clan hadn't made in all these years.

"Night, I believe in you."

Seeing Mikoto's determined gaze, Uchiha Yoru smiled and shook his head, casually muttering, "But don't worry, if I fail, Itachi and Sasuke have the potential to become the new clan leaders, just like our ancestor Madara."

"I will warn Shisui and the others. The Uchiha Clan, remember to sever ties."

If Uchiha Yoru's plan fails, he will take all the blame, while the Uchiha Clan will play the role of upholding justice and abandoning their own kin, with the new clan leader taking over and discarding the former clan leader.

Just like when Madara Uchiha co-founded Konoha, he wanted to leave, and was abandoned by the entire clan.

"Night!"

At the gentle call, Mikoto Uchiha's eyes flickered. Men full of ambition and fighting spirit are the most attractive, especially those with such courage that this world was witnessing for the first time.

He would rather go to hell alone than let all those who support him be spared.

At that moment, Uchiha Itachi, who was just outside the wall receiving his younger brother, also heard these words and his shoulders trembled.

"Brother Itachi, what's wrong?"

Looking down at Sasuke's innocent and puzzled gaze, Uchiha Itachi smiled, but his eyes were filled with an unprecedented determination.

"Sasuke, you must believe in Teacher Yoru. Teacher Yoru is the greatest person in the world, perhaps even the only person in the world who is close to God."

He saw his teacher's great ideals in the book and was determined to carry them out with fearless courage. In Uchiha Itachi's heart, it was no exaggeration to call his teacher God of the Human World.

Sasuke, who had followed his older brother into the house, hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice with trepidation, "Itachi-nii, I heard someone say that Teacher Yoru is actually my biological father."

Startled!

Looking into Sasuke's innocent, naive, and apprehensive eyes, Uchiha Itachi's face hardened with determination. "Sasuke! You must see Teacher Yoru as a father figure, even more than a father figure."

Sasuke Uchiha is definitely not Teacher Yoru's biological son, but in Itachi's eyes, such a great person is Teacher Yoru Sasuke not just a father, but someone even greater!

When young Sasuke saw that his older brother was not angry but instead said those words, he was stunned for a moment, but then a look of realization dawned on his face.

So it was all true. No wonder I look so much like Teacher Yoru, no wonder Teacher Yoru was so kind to me. So that's how it is.

Even Sasuke Uchiha understood why he and his brother had always lived in this courtyard, while his mother went to Teacher Yoru's house at night.

Meanwhile, in the large house next door, Izumi Uchiha was tidying up, her face flushed. In the Kakkō, she could clearly see two figures doing something behind a white paper door.

Especially through the crack in the door, he could clearly see that after each piece of clothing was changed, Mrs. Mikoto's curvaceous figure was revealed.

"Night, I'll give you noodles."

"Mikoto, slow down, be careful not to choke."

"Tsk tsk, these are my new stockings and high heels, look how pretty they are!"

Perhaps because there was a door separating them, the voice was clearly audible, but it had a somewhat indistinct tone.

Izumi Uchiha sat respectfully outside the door, perfectly embodying the role of a maidservant from a large clan. Her task was to go inside later to wipe the clan head's body and tidy up the messy room.

It was obvious that this wasn't the first time for Izumi Uchiha, but each time she kept her legs tightly closed, her eyes fixed intently on the gap, and she even activated her Sharingan each time.

It seemed that this was to prevent her from neglecting or forgetting something, as these were things she needed to learn and would need to use in the future.

Under the night sky of Konoha, as the atmosphere of the Shinobi World War subsided, Konoha, the most fertile Land of Fire, saw its economy rapidly recover.

The shops under the cover of night became bustling as more ninjas returned to the village.

Inside a barbecue restaurant, in a relatively large private room, a group of young ninjas were excitedly clinking glasses; it was clearly a rare classmate reunion.

"Yugao, you're not only the prettiest girl in our class, but also the most beautiful girl in the whole village."

"Yes, everyone says that a cold beauty has emerged from our batch, and they're talking about you, Yugao."

"Among our classmates, it seems Yugao is the first to become Special Jonin. Congratulations!"

A class that once had nearly a hundred students now has fewer than ten people sitting in a private room, even though half of them are away on missions. This shows the brutal elimination rate among ninjas.

Faced with the praise from her classmates, some were jealous, some were envious, and some fawned over her. Amidst the myriad aspects of life, Uzuki Yugao managed a rare, forced smile.

He raised his glass high and said to his classmates, "Don't laugh at me."

At least here, no one knows about her past. After all, the gossip is only whispered among the Konoha Military Police Force, and frankly, it's all being told to her.

Once back home, no one dared to mention it. Who would dare? Leaving aside the two charges of criticizing the Konoha Military Police Force chief and the Uchiha Clan Head, no one wanted to lose their job.

Moreover, there are naturally internal struggles at work, but when you return home, it's your own haven where all your worries can be left behind, and you naturally won't talk about your troubles.

Therefore, some discussions and criticisms are limited to a small circle, unless something sensational like Orochimaru or White Fang happens.

"Haha, Yugao, the class beauty, you're Special Jonin now! Remember to bring your boyfriend to the next class reunion, so we can see which year he's an upperclassman or a lowerclassman."

Faced with her classmates' teasing, Uzuki Yugao seemed to remember something, but she quickly suppressed the bitterness in her heart and forced a smile at her classmates.

"I don't have a boyfriend, don't talk nonsense."

"Wow, after all these years, Yugao, you're still single? Tell me what your requirements are." A female classmate looked curious; she was genuinely curious about what kind of choice this ordinary genius in her class would make.

Even Gekko Hayate, who was sitting there, showed a hint of interest. Not to mention the other men, although they knew it was wishful thinking, they all pricked up their ears.

Faced with everyone's curiosity, Uzuki Yugao shook her head with a wry smile and sighed, "Perhaps I've experienced too much on the front lines. I want to rest for a while now, open a Flower Shop, and take care of the children at Orphanage. As for my requirements..."

As she spoke, Uzuki Yugao's eyes became somewhat unfocused, and she unconsciously recalled the figure that had accompanied her for three years, but she murmured to herself, her words contradicting her true feelings.

"That person doesn't need to be handsome, strong, or rich. All I need is someone who can read books with me at the Flower Shop and take care of the children at the Orphanage."

Despite saying one thing and meaning another, even though she clearly thought of that person, Uzuki Yugao shook her head and secretly resolved to forget everything. From the moment she made that decision, she knew that she and he were from completely different worlds.

No matter how he tried to hide, he couldn't escape the sunlight; he was a figure who lived under everyone's gaze.

She herself was just an ordinary commoner, with perhaps a little talent.

However, Uzuki Yugao was unaware of the impact her words had on everyone, who were all stunned.

Some people even secretly speculated that perhaps because Uzuki Yugao had experienced the cruelty of the battlefield for many years, what she now desired most was a peaceful life.

Similarly, after experiencing so much, haven't they also discovered that a simple life is what they yearn for most?

However, despite this, the desire to have a beautiful woman by one's side in a mundane life is universal, and many people immediately showed excited eyes.

Excited, Gekko Hayate blushed on his pale, weak face and looked at Uzuki Yugao with a determined expression.

Ever since he learned that Uzuki Yugao had become Special Jonin, he had felt somewhat lost. After all, he was only Chunin, and he no longer had the same casualness he used to have when facing Yugao.

This was a setback, but it seemed that he had regained his fighting spirit. However, Gekko Hayate still saw the fervor in the eyes of many people, and he made a decision in his heart.

He couldn't wait any longer. Although he had perfect control over his Transparent Escape and was even confident of becoming Special Jonin within a year, he didn't want to miss this opportunity.

"Come on, let's celebrate for Konoha!"

"Dry."

Amidst the laughter and chatter, Uzuki Yugao always seemed somewhat dazed, the image of that person occasionally flashing through her mind.

She had been tormented and desperately tried to escape, but at this moment she seemed to realize that she had lost the most important thing.

People only realize how important what they once had was when they lose it.

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