Tears of blood fell as Uchiha Itachi gazed down at the Naka River, his thoughts drifting far away, accompanied by the memory of that mentor and friend.
" Danzo..."
A gentle breeze was blowing, but the evening wind, which should have been soft, felt strangely desolate.
His close friend was killed tragically, and the person who did it was one of the Konoha High Command. Although Shisui revealed the identity of the person who did it, he did not ask for revenge.
Instead, he entrusted the goal he had been striving for to himself, which made Itachi even more confused.
What is a village? What is a clan? What is life?
Lost in thought, Itachi unknowingly arrived at his door, unable to push it open for a long time—a door both familiar and strange.
"Brother? You're back! Come with me to cultivate later!"
A clear, childlike voice rang out from behind. Startled, Itachi turned around and smiled at Sasuke, who was carrying a schoolbag and had Sasuke smile on his face.
"Sorry, Sasuke, I have a mission tomorrow, so it'll be rescheduled for next time."
"What?! It's always 'next time, next time,' my brother just treats me like a little kid..."
Itachi pondered for a moment, then beckoned to Sasuke. When Sasuke approached, Itachi gently tapped his forehead.
"Forgive me, Sasuke."
Looking at the puffed-up little face in front of him, Itachi felt a sense of relief, and his gloomy mood eased slightly.
Yes, everything I've done isn't limited to the village and my clan. What I've always hoped for is for Sasuke to grow up healthily in a happy environment and have a carefree childhood.
As for the darkness of Konoha and the threat of Danzo, as long as he, as an older brother, lives, Konoha should never even think of threatening Sasuke's life and happiness.
"Let's go, how are the courses at the Ninja Academy?"
"It's so easy, it's not difficult for me at all..."
At the same time, at Uchiha Shisui's house, members of the Shisui Konoha Military Police Force went to investigate after Shisui failed to attend the clan meeting last time.
The suicide note that was discovered also fell into the hands of the Police Force.
"Hey, you guys are saying this letter really is Shisui's notebook? I still can't believe that Shisui, who made Body Flicker Shisui during the Third Great Ninja War, would commit suicide."
Seeing that no one was around, Uchiha Yashiro whispered to Uchiha Tekka beside him.
"I don't believe it either. If we're just talking about forging a will, there are many suspects in Konoha. There are very few who could have approached Shisui and assassinated Konoha without anyone noticing."
"No, it's not that there wasn't. During the time that Uchiha Huayue was away from the village, there was someone who could make Shisui completely lower his guard, allowing him to assassinate him."
At the end of the street corner, Uchiha Inabi rushed over, her expression unusually subtle, hinting at something.
"You mean, Uchiha Itachi? If it's him, it's not impossible, and ever since he joined the Anbu, his attitude towards the clan has been strangely odd..."
After discussing it, the three of them realized that Fugaku couldn't know about this. After all, Uchiha Itachi was his most prized son and a rare genius in the Uchiha Clan.
Now, only by investigating Uchiha Itachi can we possibly find out whether what happened was true or false.
" Inabi, keep an eye on Uchiha Itachi and pay close attention to his movements. We absolutely cannot allow him to secretly side with Konoha."
After careful planning, the three elite members of the Konoha Military Police Force left, and, without informing Fugaku, secretly contacted other personnel.
Late at night, in the Land of Hot Water.
As a small country, the Land of Hot Water once had Ninja Village, but after the great war that engulfed the entire country, the Land of Hot Water Land of Hot Water was forced to transform itself thanks to its beautiful scenery and hot springs, as well as the budget cuts imposed by the daimyo of the Land of Hot Springs.
Now, the Land of Hot Water has become a famous tourist destination, known as the 'Ninja Village Where War Is Forgotten'.
Doesn't it all sound wonderful?
Unfortunately, while the Land of Hot Water Land of Hot Water good in every way, its only flaw is that it harbors a group of madmen who use the power of faith to create Jashin.
That's why the Akatsuki came to the Land of Hot Water, where Ninja Village had been wiped out, to find suitable manpower.
The warm hot spring washed away the fatigue of her body. Huayue looked up at the sky, and a paper butterfly fluttered into her hand.
The text written with a special solvent revealed its specific information after coming into contact with the spiritual energy of the Huayue.
" Uchiha Shisui was Danzo and ultimately died in the Naka River. Why was this self-proclaimed genius always willing to be blinded by his own ambiguous understanding?"
With a slight smile, he waved for the paper butterfly to go away. He had already warned Uchiha Shisui, but unfortunately, he remained stubborn and ultimately suffered the consequences.
Choosing suicide, entrusting one's own life to a child who is not yet as mature as oneself, hoping that the other person will complete this impossible task for one's sake, is wishful thinking!
"They entrust their hopes to others in the Ninja World, yet they themselves remain stagnant, not even having the thought to point out Danzo... Forget it, why should I try to understand the thought process of an Uchiha?"
Bathed in moonlight, he rose from the hot spring, his muscles perfectly proportioned, his body adorned with exquisite and intricate strange patterns, a hint of something inexplicable flashing across his face.
"Found it. As expected of Orochimaru, his intelligence-gathering ability is second to none in the Ninja World."
With a swift movement, a bath towel fluttered down from mid-air. In the bustling hot spring street, no one noticed the guest quietly disappearing from the corner.
In the mountainous region of the Land of Hot Water, lying in a pool of blood, a black spear piercing the heart was pulled out by the motionless 'corpse' amidst eerie magical symbols.
"Ouch! Ouch! It hurts so much... It feels so good... Honestly, every time we perform a ritual, it's such a mess. Lord Jashin's appetite is really getting bigger and bigger."
Hidan's black and white skin transformed into normal human skin, Hidan his limbs, preparing to head to the next location to find a new target.
"An immortal body, what exactly is the structure of your body? I really want to dissect you and put you on the operating table to observe the secrets inside."
"The body is immortal; perhaps it has the potential to become a collectible..."
"Recruiting this kind of guy into the organization will ruin our chances of wealth. I have the most accurate eye for fortune, and I've never been wrong."
One voice after another, some irritable, some gloomy, some impatient, rang out. Behind Hidan, a deep and authoritative voice echoed in the corner.
"You are an immortal being, and your abilities are quite remarkable. Come to me, and we can grant you all your wishes."
Hidan around, a maniacal smile spreading across his already dim-witted face.
"Hahaha, I was just looking for offerings for the sacrifice three days from now, and unexpectedly four strange fellows delivered themselves to my door!"
"You lot, do you want to worship the Lord Jashin? If you agree, I'll let you die peacefully, hehehehehe..."