This kid...
"Hahahaha—"
Uchiha Fugaku suddenly burst out laughing.
All of his earlier thoughts had only flashed through his mind, so Uchiha Itachi looked at his father in complete confusion.
Had he thought of something good?
"Itachi, cooperate fully with Sasuke's training."
"Sasuke asked about graduating early before. Looks like this is what he was planning—skipping grades together with that group of little friends."
"Go. Call Shisui over."
"I have something to tell him."
After a burst of mental brainstorming, Uchiha Fugaku made his decision on the spot. "Understood, Father."
Itachi nodded, then turned and went to find Shisui Uchiha.
For the rest of the summer vacation.
Itachi served as this group of children's instructor every day.
After more than a month, the changes in the little kids were visible to the naked eye.
It was not just that their strength had shot up rapidly.
There was also a fierce refusal to admit defeat in each of their eyes now.
To put it bluntly, the way they trained was like walking on a blade's edge.
If anyone's bones were not hard enough, if their heart was not ruthless enough, they could stumble at any moment and never get back up.
But the twelve brats in front of him had somehow held on without a single one falling behind.
Each of them had honed something of their own from it. "You did well today. You all look the part now."
"Those flaws from before have been corrected too."
"School starts tomorrow."
"Tonight is my treat. I'll take you all out for something good."
Uchiha Itachi wore a smile, his tone gentle.
At the end of the day, these little devils could all be considered kids he had personally trained.
Watching them move forward step by step, growing stronger day by