Konoha's Strength

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The Anbu's gaze remained fixed on Uchiha Itachi, those dark eyes exceptionally resolute.

Itachi saw disgust, pain, and sorrow within them, and for an instant, those emotions drowned him.

That gaze was indeed deeply affecting, though perhaps it was another version of himself meddling from behind the scenes. Or perhaps he had truly felt those emotions...

As the other man slowly approached, he still raised his short blade.

"Mr. Itachi, attacking me won't change anything anymore."

"It will only place Lord Hokage in a difficult position."

"Allowing you and your younger brother to survive was Lord Hokage's mercy. You've already killed those Root men. Once Elder Danzo realizes what happened, he'll send people to stop you."

"If you kill me as well, you'll truly have no chance of leaving Konoha. The Uchiha Clan will completely vanish from history."

As the Anbu spoke, he stepped forward and picked up Sasuke's corpse.

He did not gouge out the boy's eyes. Without the Sharingan, there was naturally no value in taking them, and the Anbu's objective had never included the Sharingan in the first place.

If I really did kill Sasuke...

There were similarities in the handwriting, though it was not entirely the same.

Yet the contents were simple as well. They only stated who was buried there, their identity, and whom they were related to. There was no further information afterward.

He simply did not know when Orochimaru had secretly returned to the village and dug this place up.

Uchiha Itachi watched as the Anbu placed Sasuke's body into the coffin, wiped the blood from him, and even plucked a flower from the nearby forest. Though he did not know its name, it was quite beautiful, and the Anbu gently