Flicking Shisui, Then Wanting to Flick Unborn Itachi

Qian Ye stared at Shisui before him.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

This was Uchiha Shisui.

Decades later, he would become a monster capable of changing another person's will with a single glance.

Even Orochimaru was wary of him.

But right now—

He was just a snot-nosed little brat.

Wearing an exceptionally offensive pair of crotchless pants.

His fair, tender flesh was exposed to the air.

Qian Ye rubbed his fingers together.

He really could not resist.

No matter who it was, seeing a future big shot looking this stupid right now—

They would want to do something.

Qian Ye crouched down.

The smile on his face became incomparably kind.

"Little Shisui."

"Want big brother to show you a magic trick?"

Shisui blinked his big eyes.

Then he clapped his little hands and laughed.

Qian Ye extended his right hand.

He hooked his index finger against his thumb.

Charged up.

Aimed at the target.

Fired.

"Smack."

The crisp sound of the flick was insignificant amid the noisy street.

But the consequences it caused were devastating.

The smile on Shisui's face froze.

First, he was stunned for two seconds.

As though he were processing the sudden, excruciating pain.

Then—

His face turned bright red.

His mouth opened wide.

"Waaah!"

A heart-wrenching wail rang through the entire shopping street.

Passing villagers stopped in their tracks.

The dango in Uchiha Yan's hand fell onto the bluestone pavement with a splat.

His eyes widened.

He could not believe what he was seeing.

"Qian Ye!"

"Are you insane?!"

Yan snatched Shisui away.

Flustered, he patted Shisui's back.

Shisui cried until he hiccupped.

His tiny hands desperately covered his crotch.

Tears and snot smeared all over his face.

Pakura stood nearby.

She looked at Qian Ye as though he were an indescribable pile of trash.