"Sasuke's" gaze froze, fixed firmly on Itachi.
The two Mangekyō patterns in Itachi's eyes slowly rotated, while the sword in his hand rang out.
The Flying Thunder God Technique.
There was no mistake. Izuna could not possibly have mistaken it.
After all, he had paid with his life for the chance to see the Flying Thunder God clearly. How could he mistake it now?
Then Tobirama is inside this person's body.
But why does he have the Mangekyō too?
Did he gouge out one of my clansmen's eyes? Damn you, evil Tobirama. One look tells me this was your idea.
Izuna was seething when he heard Sasuke shout.
"Nii-san!"
Huh?
Wait, buddy-no, my student, this is your brother?
Your brother knows the Flying Thunder God?
At Sasuke's cry, Izuna's solemn expression instantly crumbled.
"You're... Sasuke's older brother?"
"Sasuke's" voice held doubt and sounded extremely awkward.
Itachi looked at his younger brother's familiar face, yet the person he was speaking to now was a senior who had died decades ago. A hundred emotions stirred within him.
He should not have met Sasuke, but he had been worried about Sasuke's safety and had no choice but to appear.
"Yes, that's me. Though my surname is no longer Uchiha."
Itachi nodded, his tone calm, but a barely perceptible trace of sorrow flashed through his eyes.
"...So Tobirama is with you, then."
Izuna felt a headache coming on. Seriously, why Sasuke's brother?
Wasn't that Senju Clan member from earlier good enough? Since when did you take an interest in the Uchiha, Tobirama?
Itachi said nothing, but an aloof, arrogant voice rang out in the room.
"Well, if it isn't Izuna. What's this? Weren't you looking down on me yesterday?"
White Hair appeared beside Itachi.
With his arms crossed and scorn gleaming in his eyes,