Naruto: The secret in the wood escape barrier

"Is Fugaku among them?"

"He doesn't seem to be here. Overall, he's not very old."

Minato pondered: "There may be something wrong within Uchiha, otherwise Fugaku, as the clan leader, will definitely come to the battlefield in person."

He thought for a moment and then gave the order.

"We can't wait here. I'm going to the scene now to take a look. Please report the relevant situation to the Sandaime Hokage and the advisory group immediately."

After saying that, Minato disappeared from the office in an instant.

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Today's day is exceptionally sunny, and the cherry blossoms in the courtyard are in full bloom. However, Fugaku and Itachi inside the house are not in the mood for a spring outing, and they have no time to watch them carefully.

"At that time, I considered using Shisui's other gods to change someone's mind. However, it can change one person, but it cannot change everyone. It can change a moment, but it cannot change a whole life."

Fugaku sighed and looked at Itachi.

"So in the end I decided to leave the choice to you. I think you will find a better way to use this Mangekyō Sharingan."

Itachi nodded slightly to show his clarity.

"Sorry, let me, as the leader of the Uchiha clan, try my best to gain a little bit of living space for everyone for the last time."

Fugaku looked at Itachi quietly.

Itachi understood what his father meant, but he didn't dare to raise his eyes and meet his father's gaze.

"It's almost time, Itachi." Fugaku suddenly let go of his eldest son's hand, as if he was just about to go on a date.

Then he said to Itachi calmly: "Give me the knife."

Itachi stopped crying and stood up slowly, then took off the knife from his back. He dragged the knife with both hands, knelt down and offered it to Fugaku.

"Father." He called, his tone full of sadness.

Fugaku wanted to take the knife, but Itachi was still unwilling to let go, but he also understood that this childish obstruction had no way to compete with his father's determination, so he finally let go.

Fugaku raised the knife and moved the blade to his neck.

"Go to Minato with the news of my death, so that he will not be made difficult by the higher-ups. If necessary, he can behead me."

"It's up to you to find a way out for the remaining clan members."

The calm tone of these words did not seem to be explaining the aftermath, but just making rational and objective statements.

"Okay, we are all men now, so stop crying."

Seeing that his son still couldn't control his tears, Fugaku regained some human warmth. He touched his son's cheek with his hand and wiped away his tears.

Then he stared intently into his son's eyes.

"Itachi, thank you for staying with me until the end. You will always be my pride."

"Take care of your mother and Sasuke and let them live well."

"Remember, I will always love you."

"farewell."

The small bamboo tube in the courtyard rotated again, making a crisp "click" sound.

Accompanied by the sudden strong wind, the cherry blossoms in the courtyard were swept away. The beautiful cherry blossoms were beaten to pieces, and they fell all over the place for a while, as if echoing the mood of the people indoors.

"Father……"

In the Japanese room, Itachi stood silently beside his father, quietly looking at his father who was lying in a pool of blood and was no longer alive.

The blood is like blooming bloody cherry blossoms, sad and eye-catching.

Staring at his father, his eyes were gradually filled with tears, and the tears rolled down and merged with the blood.

Then he spoke softly in a gentle voice.

"We love you too, don't worry."