A psychic beast reincarnated as an Uchiha

On the last day of the truce, after morning training, Uchiha Sora changed into a black kimono because he was going to spar with Uchiha Madara and the others. I was very skilled at staying in Uchiha Sora's black collar. A quiet pendant.

Uchiha Sora walked skillfully in the huge house, walking through several corridors until he reached a more spacious yard. He saw an old cherry blossom tree growing in the yard, and the wind happened to blow by. The petals spinning in the air fell into Uchiha Madara's hands.

As if he was simply admiring the scenery or in a daze, Uchiha Madara put down his arms, turned to look at the people in the corridor, then made a gesture and said, "Come on."

"Here we come." Uchiha Sora left me in the corridor, nodded to Uchiha Izuna, then grabbed the short sword and rushed forward.

A ray of sunshine fell between the clouds, mixed with moisture, and slowly hit the two of them. Uchiha Sora had already drawn his short sword and stabbed at his opponent's blurry figure. The person on the other side snorted coldly, dodged, and then hit him hard, kicking away his flying sword in the blink of an eye. Sora Uchiha took advantage of the situation and struck his opponent's neck with his other hand.

The lightning flash across the blade, the collision of speed and power was thrilling, but neither of them held back their strength, punching to the flesh, injuring the other's face in just a few moves. This is the beautiful Uchiha. I looked at Miyako acid.

"Are you Sora's psychic beast?" Uchiha Izuna was not worried that Uchiha Madara would lose. There was only excitement on his face that he wanted to have a try. At this time, he tried to talk to me to distract himself. Note, you are also a little curious about me.

"That's right." I confirmed what he meant, but didn't say anything further. I was thinking, children are really innocent. At this time, Madara was 9 years old and Izuna was only 6 years old, but according to the average age of this era, one-third of their lives have already passed.

Obviously Uchiha Izuna didn't understand my thoughts, but he told me happily: "Madara is so awesome, I want to fight with Madara, and Sora is also pretty good, who do you think will win?" "

"...Uchiha Madara." Isn't this a knowing question? Let's not talk about how much younger Sora is than Uchiha Madara. It is obvious that Uchiha Madara is controlling the rhythm of the competition now. This kid just wants to show off his older brother.

"But Sora will definitely be more powerful in the future." I couldn't help but mention it. I am a little expert who can blow Sora Uchiha's rainbow farts for several days in a row. I am Sora's number one fan. No matter what Uchiha Madara's control, Sora is the best!

"Madara is the most powerful!" Uchiha Izuna couldn't possibly be convinced, so he immediately responded.

"Huh? You little brat! Sora is very strong now, and he will be stronger than your brother in the future. Speaking of which, you are really a little kid, obviously as big as Sora." I said not to be outdone, this Uchiha brother controlled !

"What did you say!" Uchiha Izuna exploded, and the fluffy short hair on his head also exploded.

"Uchiha sea urchin!" I felt happy after saying that.

"Little black snake!" Uchiha Izuna was also happy.

"Are you blind?" I couldn't believe it when I was stabbed in the foot. Have these Uchihas never seen such a powerful candle dragon? They all said that I was a snake without taste?

"You see clearly, I am Zhulong."

"Really, I'm really sorry."

While one person and one dragon here are fighting each other, the two people in the distance have finished competing and are having a friendly exchange.

"You... are pretty good." Uchiha Madara never praised anyone other than his younger brother, but he really thought Uchiha Sora was pretty good. He had talent and worked hard. The important thing was that Uchiha Sora also had a hairy head, which made him It looks very pleasing to the eye.

"Thank you." Sora Uchiha was a little taciturn, but after seeing me playing around on the other side, his expression became much more lively.

After they got closer, they finally heard the useless trash talk between me and Uchiha Izuna.

"..." Uchiha was silent.

Then Uchiha Madara called someone to bring something, until the three of us, Ichiryu, sat together in the corridor next to the cherry blossom tree. I looked at the sweets and hot tea in front of me, and the Uchiha brothers chatting beside me. Isn’t this

——Tea party?

In other words, this is the Uchiha family's tea party.

The surroundings fell silent again.

"I had five brothers, once." Uchiha Madara suddenly spoke. He actually knew his father's intention of leaving Uchiha Sora. In fact, Uchiha Madara didn't really want to say these words to open up wounds, but the person in front of him They are members of one's own tribe, and they are also companions who will grow up and practice together in the future. If they cannot understand each other, then it will be meaningless.

Uchiha Madara had already made up his mind. If Izuna could not die, he would definitely protect his remaining brother.

Listening to Uchiha Madara's self-narration, I know that those who hurt you will only hurt you repeatedly. I not only hope that Uchiha Sora and myself will understand each other, but I also say this to prevent this man-eating ninja world from eating his only brother. Bar.

After listening, Uchiha Sora lowered his head and was silent for a while, then raised his head and talked about his past. He was used to being patient, and his seemingly calm tone also concealed the pain and hatred of loss. "...I only live once, why should I accept my fate?"

I used my tail to move the tea cup that was no longer hot to Uchiha Sora, and then fed him a bunch of three-color meatballs. There must be no Uchiha who doesn't like sweets, I thought, but unexpectedly I saw him Next to him, Madara Uchiha only ate tofu skin sushi.

"...?" It's true.

With the simple idea that if he didn't eat the three-color meatballs, he would eat them all. I kept feeding the three-color meatballs to Uchiha Sora, and finally found that Uchiha Izuna had looked at me with funny eyes.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I thought Uchiha Madara didn't like eating, so I gave Sora some more. I didn't expect you to want to eat this too." I reluctantly pushed a bunch to Uchiha Izuna.

Uchiha Izuna felt that I was targeting him, and said dissatisfiedly: "What do you think my brother is doing? You... what is your name?"

"My name is Shun, please take care of me." I suddenly realized that we hadn't exchanged names after talking so much. Looking at his cute look, I couldn't help but be polite. Sure enough, I should look less at the beautiful Uchiha.

"I'm Uchiha Izuna, please take care of me...when did you become so polite." Uchiha Izuna subconsciously replied to me.

"Do you want to eat it or not? If you don't eat it, I'll give it to you." I patted the table with my tail, and I looked at the three-color meatballs and asked, why is this person so embarrassed?

"What do you mean by giving it back to you? These are obviously mine." After Uchiha Izuna finished speaking, he picked up the bamboo sticks and started eating.

Uchiha Sora and Uchiha Madara's depressed mood improved a lot because of our bickering, and they could still hold their chins and watch us laugh.

After that, Sora and I often went to the Uchiha brothers' courtyard together, and we gradually became closer.