Lying in the coffin was Snow White Itachi

Gorō Satoru his fingers together, his voice carrying an air of utmost seriousness.

"Impure World Reincarnation."

Impure World Reincarnation?

Uchiha Itachi's eyelid twitched.

It was actually Impure World Reincarnation?

He finally understood what the coffin was for.

Where did he learn this move?

This technique is unclean; it requires living people as sacrifices.

Besides, who is he trying to target with this tactic?

He had no chance against Wu.

Uchiha Itachi's mind was in complete turmoil.

Wu Chiwu didn't stop talking and started talking again.

"The Coffin-Carrying Jutsu!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

With a thud, the coffin lid came off, exposing the entire cavity inside.

Empty?

Where are the corpses inside?

Uchiha Toru's questioning gaze fell upon the coffin.

But he quickly looked away.

because.

Gorō Satoru, carrying a shovel, approached with practiced ease.

"What are you planning to do...?"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

Before Itachi could finish his sentence, he was struck hard on the head several times.

My head was buzzing, and my vision was going black in waves.

Is he trying to kill himself with a shovel?

It would be a miracle if a ninja could be killed by these few blows.

"He should be unconscious by now, right?" Wu Chiwu said in a rather relaxed tone.

"All done."

"Capture a Impure World Reincarnation Itachi alive."

With one hand, he pulled the weasel into the coffin, making sure to close the lid.

Inside the dark coffin, Uchiha Toru uttered a rebuttal in his heart.

Ninjas don't faint so easily.

He's perfectly innocent.

This kid can't just give me a ride back like that, can he?

Thinking of this, Uchiha Toru's heart skipped a beat.

Firstly, he really didn't want to see that person. Secondly, he was too ashamed of himself in his current state.

Uchiha Itachi covered his face with his hands, his initial composure crumbling little by little.

He really didn't want to go back, and he dared not go back.

Still the same old self.

For some reason, a bitter line appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Wu Duwu had already shouldered the coffin and set off.

After traveling quite a distance.

He finally stepped into the Land of Beautiful Eyes, into the Uchiha Clan Compound.

"Has Lord Wu returned?"

"Wu is back?"

"Big brother, big brother!"

"That brat Uchiha Satoru is back!"

Why is he carrying a coffin?

"Big brother said this is what cultivation is, right?"

So carrying a coffin can be considered spiritual practice?

"That's so cool!"

"I never thought I'd run into this guy today?"

Gorō Satoru planned to push through the crowd and head towards home.

Being too popular can sometimes be annoying, and the current situation is a perfect example.

Staring at the swarming crowd, his years of honed leg skills finally came in handy, and he slipped away in a flash.

Uchiha Itachi, inside the coffin, heard all the commotion outside.

Using the sliver of light that filtered in and the conversations that drifted in, he quickly figured out that this was a place where everything was readily available and everyone lived a carefree life.

Unlike that old tribal land filled with resentment and suspicion, their speech carried a light and comfortable tone.

What a great place...

Wu Chiwu arrived home in no time.

"Why did you bring back a coffin?" Shisui Uchiha asked quietly.

"You didn't cramm more people in there, did you?"

The last one lying in the coffin was Princess Land of Waterfalls.

Fortunately, it was just a misunderstanding, and they were eventually sent away safely.

He had absolutely no desire to experience the embarrassment of last time again.

At an age when he should be full of energy, why is he acting like a married man worrying about his children, chasing after Wu Chiwu?

Just thinking about it gave him a huge headache!

The Clan Head was wise enough to stay out of these things a long time ago.

That's really something!

This is your own child!!

Upon hearing this, Wu Duwu and offered a set of explanations.

"Your words remind me, there really is some truth to that."

"The one lying in that coffin is probably our Uchiha Clan's Snow White—Itachi."

"Perfect, a standard coffin, and the person is unconscious."

"She's exactly like Snow White."

Wu Chiwu nodded in approval of his own brilliant deduction.

Well done!

"Where did this Snow White Itachi come from?" Shisui scoffed.

Where did you come up with this lousy name?

"Snow White... Weasel."

"Wait, you mean Itachi??"

"What's going on?"

Is there something wrong with my ears?

What did you do?

"You wouldn't really give that person away..."

Shisui Uchiha's words caught in his throat.

His eyes slowly moved to the large, black coffin on Wu Chiwu's back.

They wouldn't actually do that, would they?

Shisui Uchiha wore a look of bewilderment and a hint of guilt.

This is bizarre! How are we going to handle this?

He had heard a few things about what Uchiha Itachi had done.

He was actually incredibly insecure about this close friend who had been so honest with him.

After all, it was he who told Itachi to continue on his path and protect the Uchiha and Konoha.

Who would have thought that his former brother would abandon Itachi and slip away with Wu Chiwu?

To be honest, I can't really shirk some responsibility for Itachi's current state.

The more Shisui Uchiha thought about it, the more uncertain he felt.

Same stall.

Uchiha Itachi, inside the coffin, was also filled with anxiety.

He never imagined that Shisui was still alive.

He witnessed Shisui fall off the cliff with his own eyes.

What's going on now?

How can you still be alive and standing here?

Uchiha Itachi was completely bewildered.

What followed was panic and a barrage of self-reproach.

Shisui clearly handed over the responsibility of protecting the Uchiha and Konoha to me.

But I failed to uphold any of his wishes—no, his entrustment.

A jumble of chaotic thoughts flooded Uchiha Itachi's chest.

This left him speechless for a moment, frozen in silence.

But he didn't dwell on that emotion for long.

because.

"That must be Snow White Itachi of the Uchiha!"

What on earth is this brat babbling about?

Uchiha Itachi looked at that expressionless face and instantly felt several black lines appear on his face.

Ugh, really!

This thing...

You always have such a non-comprehensible way of saying things!

On the other side.

Wu Duwu put down the coffin and nodded.

A hint of a smile flickered in those Azure eyes.

"Hmm, it seems like that's true."

"I remember it very clearly."

"Didn't you keep telling me to carry Itachi back?"

"I brought the person back exactly as you instructed."

"So, you're feeling pretty good, aren't you?"

Upon hearing this, Shisui Uchiha froze for a moment, a fleeting look of panic crossing his face.

What do you mean I told you to carry it?

"Hey, you can't just blurt things out like that!"

"This has nothing to do with me!"

If the weasel misunderstands, it will be in big trouble!

Shisui Uchiha made his stance very clear: he would never take the blame!

"That's what you said yourself."

"Forgot?"

"Last time we drank, you kept saying how nice it would be if Itachi were here with you."

After muttering those words, he continued to wail endlessly while clutching the coffin that the medical-nin had temporarily placed there.

"And you also said..."

Shisui Uchiha hurriedly reached out and covered Wu Chiwu's mouth tightly.

His mind was in complete turmoil.

"Alright, alright!"

This is terrible!

These words really came out of his own mouth!

Wouldn't that just make him drunk?

I wonder how this kid remembers these trivial matters so clearly.

Is this some kind of place where people can live in peace?

Shisui Uchiha sighed helplessly.

He made a "ten" sign with both hands towards Wu Chiwu.

The meaning is self-evident: ten times the amount of sweet dumplings, is that alright?

Wu Chiwu opposite him, shook his head.

A bright smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Making it ten times brighter seems insincere.

That's not enough.

He touched his blindfold, giving Shisui Uchiha a subtle signal.

It means: It has to be multiplied at least thirty times.

Ten times, are you begging Delia?

When Shisui Uchiha saw the number, his heart skipped a beat.

Thirty times?

This guy seized the opportunity to fleece us mercilessly!

He'll have to give up all his savings.

But when he caught a glimpse of the dark coffin not far away, Shisui Uchiha fell silent again.

Thirty times it is!

I'll pay you for some peace and quiet!

It's best not to let Itachi know about this.

Shisui Uchiha, who was feeling guilty, was caught off Wu Chiwu, who completely neutralized his temper.