Eida

"Hey, brat, no matter what, he's still my uncle!" Sarada reached out, wanting to tug the little brat's ear, but before she could act, pain struck her own ear first.

She could only withdraw her hand resentfully, but her mouth did not stop. Insults wouldn't rebound, and Uchiha Itachi noticed that as well.

In fact, ever since he had seen what happened to Yamanaka Feng, he had been guessing at this child's ability. Now that he had seen Sarada's actions, his suspicions had become clearer.

But the thought was almost too unbelievable. A child possessing such an absurd ability... Still, as long as he remained where he was, that child probably could not do much to him.

"He's your uncle, not mine. Hey, hurry up and kneel down. I want to ride you like a horse!" The little brat was utterly impolite, hands on his hips as he rubbed the sole of his foot against the ground.

"Then I'll tell your Father and have him spank you." Sarada suddenly smiled and silently waved her hand twice through the air.

"Hey! You—!" The little brat turned around and glared furiously at Sarada.

Apparently, getting his butt spanked by his father really could threaten him. But in the next second, a smile suddenly bloomed across his face, making Sarada feel, for an instant, that this awful little brat was actually rather cute.

But she immediately realized that was not what she truly thought. She vigorously shook her head, then turned around to look behind her. At the same time, the Sharingan spun in her eyes, dispersing those thoughts from her heart.

"Eida... your little brother is causing trouble again!" Sarada waved as she saw the person she had been waiting for slowly approaching, calling out loudly.

Or rather, she was not slowly