Uchiha Itachi looked at the yellow weasel gradually quieting down, unable to say anything for a moment. What Nohara Rin had just told him was a story he had never heard before.
The yellow weasel would bring disaster into other people's homes. That made it even more similar to his own life.
Whether the Uchiha Clan's actions would ultimately bring misfortune upon them, or whether misfortune had truly been brought by him—whether it was what he had done that had led to the clan's destruction—the scales seemed to tip after he heard that story.
He was not a superstitious person, yet he could not stop himself from thinking that way.
And he thought of even more. If he injected everything he had into the yellow weasel's body and then went before Sasuke again, would he not be bringing misfortune to his younger brother once more?
He wanted to refuse, but when he looked at Nohara Rin's expression, that woman was so ruthless that she gave him no room to choose, not even the slightest.
"You don't actually believe that, do you?" Lin revealed a devilish smile. Her giggle carried a sweet voice, but to Itachi's ears, it was unbearably grating.
He had just wanted to say something when Lin continued.
"Actually, the second disaster you brought him is happening right now. If you don't hurry out and stop the version of you split off by Kotoamatsukami, Sasuke may truly embark on a road of eternal damnation."
"But even if you go out, even if you reclaim control of your body, disaster will still befall him. How can you still be hesitating at a time like this?"
"Uchiha Itachi, hurry and embrace your fate..."
As soon as Lin finished speaking, she abruptly threw the yellow weasel in her hand.
It pounced