Naruto: Let's take a look at the blind Uchiha

Uchiha Wenshu swallowed nervously, nodded, and spoke stutteringly, "Um... um, then, then brother, remember to come back early..."

Uchiha Masaki nodded randomly, looked up at the concerned eyes of the tribesmen around him, and felt his stomach churning. He rushed out of the crowd as if escaping, but was supported by someone when he was about to fall due to his disordered steps. "Are you okay?"

"Well?" Uchiha Masaki groaned, raised his eyes to look at Uchiha Akihiko who was also wearing a black clan uniform, and his voice was full of ridicule, "Did you feel very good at the beginning?"

Uchiha Akihiko was silent for a moment, then he let go of her hand and started walking. "... Let's go to the back mountain. It's quieter there."

Uchiha Masaki's mind was in a mess at this time. He didn't know where he should go or where he could go. He just followed his pace silently.

After leaving the clan, Uchiha Akihiko spoke again, "A large increase in pupil power in a short period of time will distort a person's personality. If you feel uncomfortable, it's best to vent it out."

"... What's the use of venting it out?" Uchiha Masaki stopped walking, stood on the hillside and looked back at the clan land. There were traces of blood in the corners of his eyes, but his eyes were empty. "It's no use now."

"...but at least you can keep going." Uchiha Akihiko looked calm, also staring at the direction of the clan land, "Chiho may not be happy that you opened her eyes, but if you become depressed and give up on yourself, she will definitely blame herself."

"Hey... Akihiko, did you ever feel this way before?"

"Ok?"

“…I feel that the congratulations and envy of my clansmen are so shallow and disgusting.” Uchiha Masaki clenched his fists, his knuckles turned blue and white, and the complex patterns appeared in his eyes again. “They clearly know nothing, but they can easily define a person’s death and judge a person’s value…”

Uchiha Masaki covered his eyes in agony, tears and blood flowing out from his fingers, his voice was sad and he didn't realize it, "...Why wasn't I the one who died that day? If I had practiced hard like you guys, could I have changed this tragedy?

If I could, I would rather sacrifice my life to give Chiho a chance to survive! But the tribesmen always say that Chiho’s death can help me open my eyes, and that she died for what she deserved—what qualifications do they have to say that! Who of us do they understand? ! "

The sudden burst of chakra made Uchiha Akihiko subconsciously step back and show a look of vigilance, but he quickly let out a long breath, stood still again, and shook his head, "We have always been a clan that pursues power, and it is understandable for our clan members to say that..."

"Akihiko, do you know? I have never despised myself as much as I do now, and I feel disgusted with the clan that raised me - but I can't control it. Every time the clan members congratulate me on obtaining the Mangekyo, I want to vomit! I want to grab their collars and question them! I even want to tear their mouths apart when they congratulate me!

I even hated Hong. I hated why he couldn't stay awake at that time, and why Chiho had to save him and then sacrifice his life - I hated why it wasn't him who died! Nothing wrong? Did you also think everything was nothing wrong at the beginning?"

Uchiha Masaki roared, the intricate patterns on his scarlet pupils spun faster and faster, and tears of blood kept pouring out of his eye sockets. He grabbed the clothes on his chest and stared at Uchiha Akihiko. Although his eyes were so fierce, the despair and sadness between his eyebrows made people feel pitiful. "It's right here. Can you see the hole left by the earth thorn? At that time, the earth thorn not only pierced Chiho..."

Uchiha Akihiko also looked embarrassed, but could hardly utter a word. After all, even he himself had not yet gotten over the shadow of that incident, and he just suppressed it deep in his heart to avoid recalling it.

"Akihiko, you know what? I envy you..."

Uchiha Akihiko raised his head when he heard this, with some confusion in his eyes, but he remained silent.

Uchiha Masaki raised his hand to wipe away the tears and blood on his face, then lowered his eyes, "You lost your loved ones, so they can understand and share your pain, and they won't congratulate you for getting this power, but it's different for me, no one can care about how I feel right now...

At the moment when Chiho's parents said to me, "Thank you for opening your eyes because of Chiho, so that her death has value," I even wanted to kill them regardless of the consequences, grab their faces and tell them how much Chiho hated fighting, but how brave she was... Even if they scolded me and blamed me for Chiho's death, it would not make me feel more uncomfortable than I am now!"

When that last roar filled with collapse and despair uttered, both of them fell into speechless silence.

The sun followed the layers of clouds and sank into the distant horizon. The moonlight was dragged by the night wind and sprinkled on the hillside where the two were. Uchiha Masaki finally spoke again, "... Let's go, let's go back. I was killed with Chiho a long time ago. Those who are alive now are just walking corpses."

Uchiha Akihiko looked at Uchiha Masaki's back and knew that he would not listen to other people's consolation at this moment. He just sighed, took a step forward silently, and followed behind him.

As the two of them walked to the edge of the clan's territory, they saw a figure rushing towards them. Uchiha Masaki's mind was not here, and he could not dodge in time, so he was tackled by the other party and fell to the ground. But before he could frown, the slightly childish crying voice came into his ears, "Brother! Please don't leave me, I will be obedient and never make you angry again, wuwuwuwu - I'm sorry, wuwuwuwu -"

Uchiha Akihiko looked down at Uchiha Atsuki who was crying until his nose and tears turned into a pool, and then looked at Uchiha Masaki who was at a loss and explaining to his brother that he didn't have such thoughts. The stone in his heart that had been hanging in the air finally fell back into his stomach.

At this moment, a crisp knocking sound reached his ears. Uchiha Akihiko looked up at the young man wearing the black tribe uniform and blindfolded with a white cloth, and understood something in his heart, "Did you arrange this?"

"Even if I'm good at scheming, how could I have planned that far?" Ling shook his head slightly, and turned to the direction where the crying and comforting voices were mixed. It was hard to tell whether the smile on the corner of his mouth was helpless or relieved. "I was just planning to go talk to Yashu, and I happened to meet Wenshu who was crying anxiously at home, so I brought people here to wait for you... But looking at the current situation, the result is not bad?"

Seeing the panic in Uchiha Masaki's eyes, which were as dead as water after Chiho's death, Uchiha Akihiko's lips curled up a little, "What is this? A brother-con saving the world?"

Ling also laughed out loud, raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose, but still couldn't stop laughing, "Brother control saves the world? You dare to say that - but it's true."

[There is no bad guidance in this article. All the characters' actions in the article are for the sake of the plot and do not represent the author's views. Readers are advised to be careful and not to follow suit. 】