Ninja World: Uchiha wants to rebel

The streets were flooded with the afterglow of the setting sun.

At the gate of the police department, Akashi was sitting in the reception room with a teacup in hand, closing his eyes and concentrating, like an old man reaching retirement age. Not far from him, Uchiha Kazuki stood up straight.

The tribesmen who once met at the border of the Land of Fire met again by chance.

At that time, Ichiki was a special jounin and Akashi was a chunin.

Two years have passed, and Ichiki is still a special jounin, while Akashi has become a jounin.

Fugaku gave Akashi great authority and oversaw all affairs at the gate of the police department, so the relationship between the two became more like a superior and a subordinate.

The performance is completely different.

Some people say that Uchiha are born violent. In the base camp of violent elements, security cannot be relaxed.

Akashi is exactly a counterexample.

I was paid to fish, writing and drawing in my notebook every day, but I didn’t know what I was calculating.

There is always a tea cup at hand, and I squint for a while from time to time.

The door is open to the outside world without any warning.

Except when Uchiha Munakata comes in and out, Akashi will become serious, most of the time he is lazy and lazy, and even the clan leader Fugaku basically ignores him.

How dare he?

Yimu didn't understand.

Every time the sun goes down and dusk falls, Akaashi can tell the time without an alarm clock. The first thing he says when he opens his eyes is:

"I get off work in 5 minutes. Ichimu, why don't you come and sit for a while? You've been standing all day."

"But you've been sitting here all day, right?"

Uchiha Kazuki frowned helplessly.

Akashi picked up his pocket and walked to Ichiki: "What's so interesting about the door of the police department? Is someone breaking in or sabotaging it? If you want to report a crime, just go in, there's no need to bother."

Although his attitude was not correct, his words were correct.

Door duty is just a routine matter.

For ninjas, things like "doors" are just decorations.

Thinking of this, Yimu's tense body suddenly relaxed and he suddenly felt tired.

There is no war outside now, and the pressure of the task is not great. The salary of the police department is high. It is indeed a good job to be transferred to work. Although it is a carrot and a pit, he is only left with a few idle jobs such as guarding the door, but it is still better than nothing. good.

So Kazuki came here to team up with Akashi.

Originally there were not so many vacancies in the janitor position. Apparently Fugaku realized that Akaashi might not even be able to look after the door properly, so he specially added more personnel.

5 minutes passed quietly.

Akashi didn't stop for a moment, and headed home from get off work.

But Fugaku's cry came from behind: "Wait, Akashi!"

"Master Patriarch?"

"Every time you get off work, you run away without a trace. I can't even catch you."

"I have the right to say no to things outside of work."

"Private matters." Fugaku looked around, "Let's go to my house to discuss it in detail."

It was rare that the clan leader actually took the initiative to invite people to his home. Akashi felt a little confused. Could he increase investment?

Yimu looked behind him, unable to refuse.

Akashi followed Fugaku to his home. Coincidentally, Itachi and Sasuke were both there. The two were sparring in the spacious yard, each move moving in style.

This is the inheritance of a big family.

Often children from ordinary families are still begging for toys and playing childish games when they are three or four years old.

Konoha's wealthy families have begun to cultivate the abilities of their descendants.

They have vast resources and talents passed down from generation to generation, like Sasuke, who is trying to master the use of chakra.

Itachi pointed gently, his palms meeting the tiger's little fists, his eyes full of doting.

Fugaku did not interrupt the training and suddenly said: "Akaashi, I want to ask you to be Sasuke's teacher."

"Ah?" Akashi was stunned.

"I'm serious." Fugaku said solemnly.

Akashi suspected that he heard wrongly and asked, "Aren't you and Itachi both good candidates? Why did you choose me?"

Fugaku answered lightly: "Itachi is too gentle with his brother, and I can't do anything to him. Looking across the clan, you are the only one who is strong and bold enough."

"Just when you're praising me."

Akashi was a little embarrassed, no matter what he heard, he was talking about being unruly.

Fugaku chuckled and said, "I'm really complimenting you. How about it? Do you agree? I know... I need a salary, so I won't miss you."

Before Akaashi could speak, Fugaku made a prediction.

"What should you do if you are not satisfied with the Sasuke I taught you?"

"To be honest, I just want to see what happens to the children you teach. You have a bigger sense than me." Fugaku spoke highly of him.

Moreover, teaching children does not mean leaving Sasuke completely to Akashi. You can see changes every day at home.

If you don't like it, it's not too late to call it quits immediately.

Fugaku coughed lightly and said, "Just think of it as my request."

"You've said so, can I still refuse?" Akashi scratched his head and reluctantly said, "I can only agree."

Fugaku was overjoyed and stopped the sparring between the two brothers.

Sasuke's young face was stained with a few blades of grass, smeared with sweat, looking funny and cute.

After the intense exercise, he was panting and lay down on the ground with his short limbs, feeling the comfort of a short rest after a hearty workout.

Taking advantage of this gap, Fugaku introduced Akashi to Sasuke.

"He will be my teacher?" Little Sasuke muttered, his face puffed up, and he was very unhappy, "I want my brother to teach me..."

Just as Fugaku was about to scold him sternly, Akashi stopped in front and said with a smile, "Oh? Can you tell me why?"

"Because my brother is awesome."

Sasuke said in a sweet voice, with a look of admiration on his face.

Among the people he can come into contact with, Fugaku is the patriarch who respects and fears him. His mother is gentle and kind, taking on both aspects of the family. His brother, who grew up and played with him since childhood, and now practices with him, is the closest to him. .

Despite his young age, he could tell from his father and elders that his brother was extremely talented and was the future successor of Uchiha.

Put it in the words of a child.

Just two words, awesome!

Hearing this, Akashi looked at the shy Itachi with a smile: "Then what if I am more powerful than Itachi?"

"Humph, impossible!" Sasuke turned his head.

"It seems that I need to interview to be your teacher." Akashi put his fist on his palm and made a loud banging sound.

Suddenly, an ominous premonition exploded in Itachi's head.

"Brother Akashi, you don't want to..."

"It's Sasuke who wants to see if I'm qualified enough and feels wronged by you."

"Brother Akashi, don't!"

Before he finished speaking, a figure rushed over, and the blazing fire light roared in the backyard, making Sasuke's hair fly in the air, and he was stunned.

Fugaku watched calmly, a long time had passed since the last time Akashi beat Itachi violently.

How long can Itachi last this time?

He was somewhat curious.

As a result, before the curve of the corners of his mouth could be raised in place, Itachi rolled over in front of him with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and he was no longer handsome.

"This...this this..."

"Sorry, it's a little harder."

Akashi grabbed his hair and smiled innocently.

Itachi covered his face, unable to express his pain.