Naruto: Opening Eye Variation Kaleidoscope

By a river on the east side of Konoha, two figures, one small and one smaller, were sitting on the lawn, their mouths full of meatballs.

"Sule."

Gintoki puffed out his mouth and thanked Uchiha Itachi inarticulately.

Uchiha Itachi glanced at the last skewer of meatballs left. He didn't have time to respond to Gintoki, so he quickly picked it up and stuffed it into his mouth. This was the last skewer, and he couldn't give it to him!

Gintoki naturally saw Uchiha Itachi's thoughts, and of course he couldn't care. After all, he was the one who was trying to make ends meet, not to mention that he was still so young.

After eating, the two people did not communicate, but each sighed.

Gintoki was sighing, after eating this meal, what should he do next, and where should he sleep at night.

Uchiha Itachi was sighing. He just asked politely if he wanted to eat together, but who knew that Gintoki actually nodded.

Glancing at the six empty meatball boxes, Uchiha Itachi couldn't help but reach out and cover his pocket, which had also become empty. Tomorrow's meatballs were gone...

"Ugh……"

The two little devils sighed at the same time again.

"Why did you come back?"

After putting away his complicated emotions, Uchiha Itachi casually brought up the topic to Gintoki.

"Ah, let's go back to the village to accept a new mission."

Gintoki casually explained that things like ANBU should be confidential, so naturally he couldn't just reveal it to a little kid.

"I read the letter my father sent back a few days ago."

Itachi Uchiha asked curiously: "Are you already a special jounin? Do you still have the Sharingan of the three magatama?"

"Um……"

Gintoki nodded and shook his head: "I'm a jounin now."

Itachi Uchiha was stunned for a moment, and there was a little fire in his eyes: "Now that you are a jounin, you will be just like my father. By the way, I have never asked you, how old are you this year?"

"Eight years old."

"Eight years old..."

Uchiha Itachi muttered: "That's only four years older than me, but I can't even go to ninja school now. How can I reach Jōnin in four years..."

Gintoki looked at the troubled little kid and couldn't help but smile and pinched his cheek: "Don't think about it. By the time you go to ninja school, the war will be over long ago. Without the war, the ninja school will be normal." You have to graduate at the age of 12.”

"what?"

Itachi, who was still dissatisfied with Gintoki pinching his cheek, was dumbfounded: "Then I will never be able to catch up with you?"

Gintoki raised his eyebrows and said amusedly: "What are you comparing to me?"

"Why does it seem like father has always liked you? If I were worse than you, father might not like me anymore..."

Looking at the disappointed Uchiha Itachi, Gintoki couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. The troubles of a little kid are always so simple and strange.

As the sunset approached, Gintoki was planning to find a place to sleep. If that didn't work, he would just sleep in the Hokage's office.

"Don't you have a place to sleep at night?"

Gintoki turned around and was about to ask Uchiha Itachi how he knew, when he found that the other party's eyes were locked on the ANBU suit in his arms.

I always feel that I have been misunderstood, although in terms of conclusion, it is not wrong.

"Then do you want to..."

"ghost."

Just when Uchiha Itachi was about to invite Gintoki to sleep at his house, a figure suddenly appeared on the road beside him.

Gintoki was suddenly called by his code name. He was stunned for a moment before reacting.

"what happened?"

"You have a mission."

The ANBU ninja threw two scrolls to Gintoki: "The mission is urgent, set off immediately."

Gintoki caught the scroll and was still a little unresponsive.

Good guy, I just returned to the village. I haven't stayed for a day, or even slept once, and now I have to go out and fight again?

"No teammates?"

Sensing that the ANBU ninja was about to leave, Gintoki asked quickly.

Generally speaking, ANBU ninjas operate in teams, which is no different from regular ninjas. This is what the other party told Gintoki before on the way to the base.

"No, act on your own."

The ANBU ninja spoke concisely and then left without giving Gintoki a chance to ask more questions.

"This is to make me a messenger..."

Gintoki sighed with emotion, as if he had returned to the [-] blessing society. He, a time traveler with a golden finger, was still a social animal being exploited by the cruel boss.

"Thanks a lot."

Gintoki turned his head and glanced at Uchiha Itachi who spoke out. The little guy seemed to feel that it was a bit pitiful for Gintoki to go on a mission just after returning to the village. He actually gave Gintoki his condolences on behalf of that old guy Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"Oh, it's not hard work, life is hard."

Gintoki smiled bitterly: "Give me a break, I want to change my clothes."

"oh oh."

A few minutes later, Gintoki walked out of the alley wearing ANBU clothing and a mask. In addition to the Kusanagi sword at his waist, he also carried an ANBU standard ninja sword on his back.

"Put these things at your house first. I'll pick them up later."

Gintoki handed the clothes he changed to Itachi Uchiha, then quickly jumped onto the roof and headed to the gate of Konoha.

"Bye bye little brat."

Looking at the figure that was gradually getting smaller while waving to him, Uchiha Itachi tilted his head in confusion, and immediately snorted after reacting.

"You are the little brat."