This is... hell!
Uchiha Itachi lowered his head, and his ears were constantly hearing unabashed pointing, whispering, and even open curses from the people around him.
Those words were like quenched ice picks, piercing into his already numb but not unconscious heart.
The sun shone on my body, but I couldn't feel any warmth at all, only the cold that penetrated deep into my bones.
For the first time, he was so clearly and directly shaken by the path he had firmly believed in and sacrificed everything for.
This is...
Do I risk everything, even bearing the sin of killing relatives and genocide, to protect the people in the village?
In Itachi's mind, the faces of those clansmen lying in a pool of blood appeared uncontrollably.
His father who was strict but occasionally showed a gentle smile to him, his gentle and considerate mother, those uncles, aunts, children who were familiar or unfamiliar...
There was confusion, fear, despair, and curse in their eyes.
At this moment, the eyes of the Konoha people around them are filled with disgust, fear, contempt, and contempt...
The faces of some radical tribesmen in my memory gradually overlapped.
Guard? What does he guard?
Could it be... was he really wrong? So completely wrong, so ridiculous?
Just when Itachi's heart was shaken by this unprecedented cold feedback, two figures blocked his path.
They were two Young Naruto who looked very Three or Four Years Old, dressed in ordinary clothes, but behaved in a sloppy manner, with an expression on their faces that was a mixture of excitement, provocation and some kind of morbid excitement.
They were on the left and right, blocking the path of Itachi and escort ANBU.
"Hey! You are that Uchiha Itachi!"
Young Naruto on the left has exaggerated purple hair. Red Eyes tilted her mouth and shouted in an exaggerated tone.
ANBU hesitated for a moment and stopped, but his hand was already on the handle of the knife, staring at Uchiha Itachi warily.
Although these two guys are here to seek death, their mission is to keep an eye on Uchiha Itachi and prevent Uchiha Itachi from harming the people in the village.
"I am Yusuke!"
The black-haired Young Naruto patted her chest and held her head high.
"I am Jiro!"
Another Young Naruto with purple Red Eyes hedgehog hair and a shallow scar on his face also shouted, his eyes shining with eagerness to try.
After finishing this meaningless self-introduction, Yusuke showed a nasty smile on his face, put his hand into his pocket, fumbled for a while, then suddenly took out something, and with lightning speed, smashed Itachi in the face!
Snap!
There was a muffled sound, followed by an indescribable stench that instantly filled the air.
It was a homemade prop that accurately hit Itachi's forehead. The thick black liquid exuded a disgusting smell and slowly flowed down Itachi's cheeks and hair.
"Sbarasi!"
Yusuke and Jiro let out excited growls almost at the same time, their eyes lit up, and their bodies trembled slightly due to extreme excitement and some kind of twisted pleasure.
That's what it feels like!
This feeling of trampling on the strong, humiliating the "big shot", dragging the superior beings down from the altar and stepping into the mud!
Simply addictive!
The two of them reminded each other of the Ninja Academy period, that "glorious" period.
At that time, they led a group of followers and unscrupulously laughed at the orphan named "Demon Fox", Naruto Uzumaki.
Although every time they were bullied, they would always be beaten back hard by Naruto, Sasuke, Shikamaru and others until their noses and faces were swollen, but as Naruto's status soared, a sense of pleasure fermented and expanded in their hearts, turning into the twisted "glory" and "source of excitement" they have today.
They are the people who used Tyrant's Will on Sixth Hokage!
Now, Naruto is already superior to Sixth Hokage. The underlying logic of their respect for Hokage has defeated the underlying logic of Tyrant's Will, but this does not prevent them from feeling happy when they recall the time when they laughed at Naruto.
After all, Naruto when Ninja Academy was not Hokage.
But what is this Uchiha Itachi in front of me?
An S-class Rogue Ninja, a Monster who massacred his entire family, and a dangerous man who is said to possess Mangekyō Sharingan and whose strength is comparable to Kage Level!
Wouldn't bullying such a strong person be more exciting and exciting than bullying Naruto?!
The two of them were originally a bit disdainful of the "street rat"-like Rogue Ninja, and felt that it was worthless.
But after hearing that Uchiha Itachi was super powerful and Kage Level was the strongest, they became excited!
So what if I die?
This idea grew crazily in their minds.
While using 'Tyrant's Will' against Uchiha Itachi will probably get killed by this dangerous Rogue Ninja...
But this is the thinking of the weak!
Yusuke and Jiro looked at each other and saw the same fanaticism and twisted beliefs in each other's eyes.
If you don't dare to exercise 'Tyrant's Will' because you're afraid of being killed, what's the difference between being dead?
Don't let your opponent go because he's weak, don't be afraid of his opponent because he's strong!
This is our Tyrant's Ninja Way from Yusuke and Jiro!
They put their despicable bullying behavior in a self-deceptive and twisted "Ninja Way" coat, as if doing so can Bestowal their dirty pleasure have some "noble" meaning.
The stench filled the air.
Itachi still lowered his head, without wiping or reacting, as if he were a lifeless clay sculpture.
Only the slightly trembling eyelashes and the pupils that suddenly shrank under the shadow of Long Hair showed that he was not unconscious.
The surrounding discussion was quiet for a moment because of the sudden action of these two fools, and then erupted into a bigger uproar. Some people frowned, feeling that it was too much; some were secretly happy and felt relieved; most people just watched the fun without having anything to do with themselves.
ANBU, who was being escorted, looked ashen.
Okay, it's okay now.
A guy like Uchiha Itachi will definitely not let go of the two children in front of him.
Do you want to execute Itachi directly now?
However, Itachi shook his head ever so slightly.
ANBU paused and looked at Itachi in confusion.
What does it mean?
Itachi slowly raised his head.
Black mucus covered half of his face, making him look even more miserable.
But his eyes, through the gap between the egg liquid and the hair, calmly, even with a hint of hollow indifference, looked at the two Young Naruto in front of him who were trembling with excitement.
There was no anger, no murderous intent, or even contempt in those eyes. There was only a kind of fatigue that penetrated into the bone marrow, and a very faint, almost pity... sense of absurdity.
Is this the "future" nurtured by the village he protects?
Is this the "youth" that he grew out of the "peace" he bought with the blood of his family?
Uchiha Itachi suddenly felt that the stickiness and stench of rotten eggs on his face were far less than the cold, absurd, and disgusting feeling that surged in his heart at this moment. It was more real and more... desperate.
Yusuke and Jiro were a little frightened by Itachi's strangely calm eyes, but they were immediately inspired by their own "Tyrant's Ninja Way" enthusiasm. They stiffened their necks and tried to make a more fierce and disdainful expression.
The picture of hell seems to have become more ironic and uglier at this moment.
Itachi continued to walk forward. Yusuke and Jiro wanted to continue, but Konoha min's garbage had already been thrown over.
"One of our own!"
"Qiaodou sack! Let us and this master ANBU leave first!"