An iron-fisted reunion

Kanshi Hiku didn't understand why Itachi-san suddenly had that expression.

Following his gaze, there was a boy standing at the door, who didn't seem particularly remarkable.

Mr. Itachi looked like he'd seen a ghost. Was it someone he knew?

The scorching gaze felt like a razor blade as it cut over him, but Wu Chiwu it, his lips still curling into that same nonchalant smile.

"Oh, what a coincidence, you're here for sweets too?"

Uchiha Toru's knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white, and the veins bulged out.

He didn't reply at all, just stood there, rooted to the spot, his eyes fixed on the person at the door.

Is this a hallucination?

Why is Wu standing here?

Shock choked him, and he couldn't utter a sound.

He could sew his emotions behind a mask when facing Sasuke, but he couldn't sew them away when facing this person with whom he had shared dreams.

He never regretted what he did.

That was the least bad outcome he had anticipated; if he didn't take that path, even more people would die.

At that time, the words "peace" and "peace" were no longer compatible between the Uchiha and Konoha; one side was destined to be wiped off the face of the earth.

Konoha had seen through everything long ago, and their fists were strong enough that the Uchiha had almost no chance of survival.

He wanted to minimize casualties and also wanted to save his two younger brothers.

He chose that path; it was the best card he could play against them, and the optimal solution he could think of.

Otherwise, not only would the Uchiha Clan lose its honor, but Danzo and that Masked Person would also leave no one a chance to live.

That's all he can accomplish in total.

Uchiha Itachi's mind was twisted like that, but the moment he actually faced Wu Chiwu face to face, the pillar in his heart wavered.

Perhaps it was because he had intended to at least protect the lives of his two younger brothers, but one of them ended up losing his life because of his decision.

Perhaps it's because all the promises he made with Wu and Shisui back then have rotted away in the ground.

Regardless of the source, Uchiha Itachi's chest had already turned upside down.

"Hey, your Three-Color Dango!"

The boss jogged out from the back room and shoved the takeout bag into Wu Chiwu's hands.

Wu Chiwu took the bag, his Azure eyes casually scanning the store.

Unexpectedly, plans can't keep up with changes, and the secret was revealed to this guy so quickly.

Alright, since we've run into this guy, let's beat him up first.

Just look at Uchiha Itachi's recent actions and you'll understand everything. That bastard still thinks he made the right choice with that strike, that it was the optimal and most suitable solution.

Deep down, they probably felt that at least they had survived a few deaths and that they had at least preserved a fig leaf of family honor.

I feel guilty, and I feel remorseful, but deep down I definitely don't regret it.

A chill Wu Chiwu's eyes for a moment.

They're too stubborn and take themselves too seriously.

He was as stubborn as a mule when he was a child, and he's still the same now that he's grown up.

Luckily, he sent Sasuke back to the clan's territory beforehand, otherwise that bastard would definitely have pulled out his old script and put on his old act of reasoning again.

Their fate is not something for anyone to find the optimal solution for.

Taking on all the burdens yourself—isn't that just another form of showing off?

No one can plan someone else's entire life for them, unless that person is an enemy.

However, Uchiha Itachi is probably jumping up and down in a panic right now.

In the blink of an eye, my beloved younger brother was gone, the plan that had been going on for so many years was abruptly halted, and the script I was holding in my hands became worthless.

Given Uchiha Itachi's meticulous nature, it would be a miracle if he wasn't in a hurry.

Wu Chiwu chin on his hand, his mind racing.

Uchiha Itachi moved first, his figure flashing to Wu Chiwu's side and sealing the doorway.

"U, Zhi, Bo, Wu," he said, his throat feeling like it had been sanded clean, each word spitting out one by one, "You're still alive?"

A living, breathing person, not an illusion, but real?

Wu Chiwu his arms in front of his chest and looked up at him with his chin raised.

"What, how much do you want me to die?"

Uchiha Itachi's breathing suddenly became heavy, but his clenched fists loosened one by one. His face returned to a blank expression, and he turned and left.

As they brushed past each other, Wu Chiwu seemed to hear a faint whisper drifting into his ears.

"How could I possibly..."

The Shuriken, gleaming with cold light, was flung out and embedded itself in front of Uchiha Itachi's feet, cutting him off completely.

I didn't say you could leave.

This guy's appearance is infuriating! I can't let this anger go unpunished until I teach him a lesson for my father and the others!

The atmosphere around Wu Chiwu suddenly changed.

Kisame Hoshigaki's face tightened as the Samehada behind him silently slid into his hand.

This person is not simple; he sensed it.

"Mr. Itachi, would you like me to go with...?"

It's hard to say whether Itachi alone can defeat him; he's a little worried.

"No need." Uchiha Itachi stopped in his tracks and turned his face back.

"You two come at me together," Wu Chiwu's smile was unbelievably bright, but the words he uttered were incredibly irritating, "Otherwise I'm afraid you'll lose face."

When words can't change someone's mind, fists always work better than words. Besides, persuading people is too much of a hassle; let's fight first, and then talk about it.

He couldn't wait any longer; he wanted to smash that guy into the ground right now.

His nonchalant gaze instantly sharpened into needles; he clenched his fist and sprang forward.

So fast that it was just a blur, it was already right in front of Uchiha Itachi in the blink of an eye.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud rang out. Uchiha Itachi didn't dodge, taking the hit head-on, his body crashing to the ground.

"How old are you to still be doing such lousy things?"

How old are you?

"No one would feel comfortable doing this."

"You should listen to other people's ideas sometimes."

After a while, Uchiha Itachi pushed himself up from the ground, his face a jumble of expressions.

"I'm so happy to see you again."

"You're celebrating too soon," Wu Chiwu casually tossed back.

It's a bit early. Once he experiences the iron fist of love from the entire Uchiha beating him up, he probably won't be happy anymore.

"You've grown so much and become stronger. I'm really happy to see that," Uchiha Itachi finished speaking.

That way, he can focus on his own business and carry out the plan he'd already drawn up step by step.

Wu Chiwu immediately understood the unspoken meaning behind his words, and his smile widened, but it was devoid of any warmth, making him appear both arrogant and cold.

His Azure eyes scanned the surroundings; it was easier to get things done in a less crowded place.

He didn't respond to Uchiha Itachi's words, and then he just vanished on the spot.

When it reappeared, it stood silently behind Uchiha Itachi.

What's making you happy?

Before he could finish speaking, he grabbed Uchiha Itachi with one hand and flashed out of the dessert shop, the two of them falling into the forest together.

Uchiha Itachi's eyes darkened; he knew this move all too well.

"What is this?"

That person's Space-Time Ninjutsu?

So, Wu Chiwu is actually Uchiha Satoru?

Was that white-haired ninja really him?

At first, I did have my doubts, since there were too many similarities between the two figures. But I was also very suspicious and had other thoughts mixed in, so I just ignored it as a misconception.

I never imagined it was all true.

Has he already come this far?

A look of surprise crossed Uchiha Itachi's eyes, but also a hint of relief.

Kisame Hoshigaki, left standing there, stared wide-eyed.

What's this?

Is he seeing things? Wasn't that just Space-Time Ninjutsu from the white-haired ninja Wu Chiwu?

The two are actually the same person?

So this is what Wu Chiwu's face actually looks like?

But what exactly is going on between Itachi and him?

Weren't we acting like it was our first meeting, all awkward and distant?

Everything has changed today, it's like we've been separated for years!

Kisame Hoshigaki's head was a complete mess, no matter how hard he tried to stir it, he couldn't get it to stay in place.