Uchiha Itachi had never felt so helpless.
The only like-minded companion he had in the clan had become like this after just half a year apart.
He dared not imagine what he had gone through all this time.
Neither of these two was normal!
"If there's nothing else, you can go home."
Shisui Uchiha said with a smile.
He was afraid his best friend would suddenly come looking for him and see Itachi in the courtyard.
It would be bad if that caused a misunderstanding.
He had no eyes now. If his best friend misunderstood and left, he would have no way to catch up and explain.
The best approach was to prevent any misunderstanding.
"All right."
At those words, Uchiha Itachi decisively got up and left.
In truth, he had wanted to bolt for a while now.
Neither of them was normal.
It seemed he would have to find a psychologist to treat them.
Although his teacher often took issue with him and found all sorts of flimsy excuses to beat him up, he held nothing back when teaching. Deep down, Itachi had long since accepted him.
His only flaw was that he kept telling Itachi not to believe in the Will of Fire.
For every rule from above, there was a workaround below.
He had discovered that he simply needed to avoid mentioning it in front of his teacher.
After he started doing that, he received noticeably fewer beatings.
Whether for the bond between teacher and student or to protect the village's safety, he had to act.
He had to find a way to cure them both.
After all, a single pair of Mangekyō had been enough to unleash the Nine-Tails' Rampage. He dared not imagine two pairs going berserk at once.
What a hopeless sight that would