Uchiha Sasuke Wet His Pants

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After throwing several Kunai simultaneously, he drew an equal number again. They collided in mid-air, altering their trajectories before all striking their respective bullseyes at the same time.

Itachi, having finished showing off his technique, turned back to look at Yun: "Didn't you say you looked down on this kind of trick? Why do you want to learn it now?"

Yun looked at his own abysmal target, then at the Kunai in his hand. It wasn't that he wanted to learn it, but his Shadow Clone Technique clone, Sora, really needed this skill.

Back when he fought Danzo and Orochimaru at the Orphanage, he had possessed the Flying Thunder God Jutsu, but his accuracy with multiple Kunai had been insufficient. Otherwise, he might have been able to attempt an assassination on Danzo that day.

"Don't talk, just teach me. I'll treat you to some dango later if I have to."

Itachi frowned; he could never get over the hurdle of the Three-Color Dango.

After another detailed explanation of the trajectory calculations for Shuriken, Itachi showed off his skills yet again.

To Yun's ears, these explanations sounded like: The brain says it understands the principle, the hand says it can exert force at any time, and then...

Miss!

"Hahaha... Yun, this is the first time I've seen you frustrated."

Shisui, who was watching the fun from the side, didn't think it was a big deal, but he still suggested: "Itachi's calculation ability is indeed impressive. If you can't manage changing trajectories, why not try focusing on the accuracy of hitting with multiple Kunai simultaneously?"

"I think even that would be enough for you. After all, everyone has their own rhythm in battle; it's impossible for a person to be perfect at everything."

Yun thought about it and nodded. After practicing for a while, he asked Shisui, who was standing nearby: "You have so much free time after returning from a mission? Didn't Uchiha Yashiro ask you to attend a meeting?"

Shisui glanced at Itachi in the distance and, confirming he couldn't hear them, replied: "Ever since Captain Fugaku passed away, the Konoha Military Police Force has been managed by Lord Yashiro. Regarding the relationship between the Uchiha and the village, Lord Yashiro actually sees things very clearly."

Yun sneered: "That's the problem with his old man, that so-called elder Uchiha Nanadai, right?"

Shisui nodded helplessly: "As a former follower of Uchiha Setsuna, Elder Nanadai has always been a hawk within the clan. He believes that Konoha was founded by the Uchiha and the Senju. The Senju have held the position of Hokage for two generations, but the Uchiha haven't held it once, and even..."

Yun sighed and continued: "And even been excluded from the village, never once entering the center of power. This involves problems left behind by the Second, as well as problems within the Uchiha themselves."

The two talked for a while, stopping when Itachi walked over.

It was already noon, and as the three were preparing to get something to eat, Yun and Itachi froze simultaneously.

They exchanged a look, and Shisui asked: "What's wrong?"

Itachi replied: "It seems I have to go back. Yun should be the same; my Shadow Clone Technique clone has been dispelled."

Yun smiled: "I have to go back too, though my clone wasn't dispelled into smoke. Those upperclassmen were beaten up a bit too badly by my clone, and it self-destructed, forcing me to go back and clean up the mess..."

This remark made Itachi look over: "You have a lot of Chakra?"

Yun replied nonchalantly: "Not much, just a tiny bit more than you..."

Just kidding, was the Chakra of the First Hokage, Hashirama, a joke? His Sage Body was still in development; otherwise, he would go catch two Tailed Beasts to keep as pets at any time.

At the Ninja Academy, Yun looked at the bruised and swollen big guys in the infirmary, his head aching.

Although there was nothing wrong in the memories transmitted back by the Shadow Clone Technique clone—the main body would have fought them too—but why on earth did it end up picking a fight with the entire upperclassmen group?

Was this the rhythm of dominating a kindergarten?

Yun touched his wallet, wondering if his wallet-kun could withstand the blow.

While thinking about this, Yun looked at Itachi beside him. As the son of the former Uchiha clan head, he shouldn't be short on money, right?

Itachi understood that look in an instant and quickly whispered: "Don't look at me, I didn't go and beat up the entire upperclassmen group, and I don't have any money either."

"Bang!"

With a loud noise, the infirmary door was kicked open.

A group of Chunin and Jonin ran in, finding their kids to comfort them while glaring at the two Uchiha present.

The main body had to take the blame for the Shadow Clone Technique clone. Was he really that overbearing? It was simply absurd!

Silently taking out his wallet, Itachi sighed from the side and whispered: "You help me pay, and I'll teach you the Kunai technique. I have a simplified calculation method."

You... you old fox!

After silently paying the money and offering a series of apologies, Yun and Itachi were finally able to escape the teachers' lectures.

However, when it came to the last two, Yun discovered he had met acquaintances from his memories.

Umino Iruka and Mizuki.

He didn't expect these two to have been beaten by his clone as well. One asked him with a grin how he practiced and why he was so strong.

The other, Mizuki, appeared indifferent on the surface, but his eyes suppressed a deep hatred.

After leaving the school, Yun glanced at Itachi beside him: "Today's incident was caused because they wanted to take revenge on you. If I didn't also have the surname Uchiha, they wouldn't have come after me at all. So..."

Itachi nodded: "Don't worry, I guarantee you will learn my technique."

After a long silence...

Yun thought for a moment and asked: "Itachi, are you very poor?"

Itachi looked at Yun, turned his head, and was silent for a while: "The funds for the Konoha Military Police Force come from the village. When my father was around, every bit of money coming in and out had to be calculated. Although the clan grounds are large, because they are located on the periphery, the businesses of ordinary clan members aren't doing well."

This string of words didn't explain much, but Yun understood the implication behind them.

No wonder the Uchiha clan in the original story was perpetually in debt to Granny Cat, and no wonder Shisui had gifted Itachi a set of ninja tools a while back.

The purse strings of such funding didn't seem to be in the hands of the Fourth; was it Danzo? No, that wasn't a scapegoat one could easily pin on him, as he was clearly in charge of the Root Division.

Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura—it had to be those two old fossils.

At the entrance of Itachi's home, a little boy walking with a wobbly gait was clinging to the doorframe, peeking outside.

"Yo? Is this your little brother Sasuke?"

Itachi's face, which had been smiling at his brother, instantly changed as he turned back: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Yun pointed at little Sasuke: "He wet his pants; aren't you going to change him?"

These words made Itachi hurry to look, only to see a wet patch in Sasuke's crotch, with a couple of drops still falling.

"Watch him for a second, I'm going inside to get some pants."

Itachi, who had rushed into the house, didn't see that Yun, who had been grinning just a moment ago, was now slowly walking toward Uchiha Sasuke.

"Waaah, waaah, waaah..."

A child over a year old couldn't speak yet and could only wail loudly to attract attention.

Before long, Itachi emerged with a pair of pants, accompanied by his mother, but the scene before them nearly made Itachi draw his blade.

"You... what are you doing?!"

Yun looked at the furious Itachi and replied nonchalantly: "It was just a flick, wasn't it?"

Itachi, already preparing to draw his sword, had eyes full of killing intent.

"Itachi, that is very rude of you."

Mikoto's words stopped Itachi, but the look in her eyes clearly signaled that they would settle this tomorrow.

Declining the invitation from Itachi's mother to stay for a meal, Yun gave a slight smile to the peeking Sasuke, which caused him to burst into renewed wailing, before Yun finally left, satisfied.

Back home, a lock of hair sat inside a glass bottle.

He wasn't sure if hair would suffice; if he had known, he should have given him a deliberate shove earlier to draw a bit of blood.

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