Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

"What are you thinking?"

"There's nothing to be sad about."

"Everyone has their own choice."

"This is your choice, isn't it?"

It is very special that snakes can speak human language.

But even if they can speak human language, they can never become human beings.

It is a cold-blooded animal, using its small brain to think about problems that do not belong to it.

Ningji stood in front of the Uchiha clan and remained silent for a long time.

The seal on the door, the scratches on the door frame, the scattered items...

"Go back, it's cold outside."

The snake is still trying, it still doesn't know how to get along with humans.

The experience we had in the past is totally useless now.

It can bewitch people's minds and use the things that people desire most as bargaining chips.

But the snake couldn't do anything to Hyuga Neji.

It is early spring, but it is snowing.

But here, no one is wronged.

"Cough cough..."

The body is wailing.

He shouldn't have come out.

My father will be worried, and Lady Tsunade will be sad...

He didn't want to see his mother's tears.

But he still came out.

"I can't grasp any happiness..."

The boy squatted down in pain, and every breath was terribly difficult.

The air was like a blade, mercilessly piercing Neji's body.

Father is still alive.

It wasn't because of what he did when he was four years old that he had to do it all over again.

Rather, the ninja attack on the Hidden Cloud Village never happened at all.

The Sandaime did nothing - or maybe he did.

That group of incompetent ninjas were subdued by the Anbu before they could carry out the assassination and abduction.

There should be a connection with Lady Tsunade. Hizashi is no longer an insignificant existence to the Hinatas.

How ridiculous.

Everything they have can be summoned and dismissed at will by those in power.

Their freedom is terribly cheap.

"Isn't it enough to survive?"

The snake couldn't understand.

Obviously, Hyuga Hizashi survived, and the four-year-old Neji was not cursed as a caged bird, but his partner could not be happy.

Very strange.

And at this time, he would come to the front of the Uchiha clan.

What does Hyuga Neji want to see?

"There's nothing here."

Three days ago, the glory of the Uchiha clan came to an end.

All members of the rebellious party, led by Uchiha Fugaku, were arrested and imprisoned.

The Konoha Guard is no longer dominated by the Uchiha.

"I know..."

There is no death penalty, but there is life imprisonment.

The Sandaime's methods are still as regrettable as ever - he looks kind on the surface, but secretly he is as ruthless as Danzo.

No...it was his indecision that brought him to this situation.

"You really... chose a good successor, Tobirama."

Neji said silently in his heart, with no expression on his face except for a sneer.

The remaining members of the Uchiha clan were relocated to the Uchiha old house, which was Tobirama's "legacy" and the Association for the Protection of the Elderly, the Infirm and the Disabled.

But the people over there will more or less have the intention of taking advantage of someone's misfortune.

Life for the Uchiha clan members won't be any easier.

Except for two people.

Uchiha Shisui and Uchiha Itachi.

Ningji squatted in the middle of the snow and was reluctant to stand up.

Either my body doesn't allow it, or my mind just can't move on.

That's their choice.

"As long as you are alive, there is hope."

Snake found a sentence from somewhere: "The history of mankind is about separation and reunion. Taking this opportunity to integrate the Uchiha lineage into Konoha would not be a bad thing."

"Besides, the previous Uchiha clan extermination was not just a decision made by these four people."

Neji shook his head slowly, his movements intermittently, like a rusty part.

I could faintly hear a baby crying behind me, and from the voice it seemed that the baby was only a few years older than me.

Even without turning around, Neji could tell who was coming.

The eye roll will tell him.

Just squatting on the ground would inevitably make people worry. He didn't like to make things complicated.

The sound of an adult man stepping on the snow was extremely heavy, and mixed with the crying of a child, it was not as harsh as imagined.

"I am going to kill you!"

"Why are you doing this..."

Ningji supported himself on his knees and stood up shakily, and there was another person beside him.

Looking up, it was indeed Uchiha Itachi holding the child.

The person in his arms who was shouting that he wanted to kill someone was not someone else, but Uchiha Sasuke.

The little face was red from crying, and the tears and snot were rubbed on Itachi's shoulders.

This seems far from the six-year-old Uchiha Sasuke in Neji's memory.

Most likely, there is someone around him who he can cry to - even if he keeps saying he wants to kill his brother.

Itachi was wearing a jonin vest, which was a novel outfit.

When he was still some distance away, he saw the little dumpling at the door of his house.

Blue-gray kimono, off-white scarf...

Her black hair hung down, and even the angle was somewhat similar to what she remembered.

He thought it was a coincidence - in recent years he hadn't heard of any six or seven-year-old children in the Hyuga family attending school.

There is only the eldest daughter of the main family - and she is in the same class as Sasuke.

I just saw it wrong.

If that person knew that this would be the final outcome of the Uchiha, the four of them would surely kill him with a knife each.

No... Madara and Obito might not even be able to talk to Neji.

Maybe some kid came here to play and just happened to be here.

It just happened...it just happened!

Uchiha Itachi had just told himself this, but the organs in his chest were still beating wildly.

Expectations are sometimes beyond the control of the owner.

Like this moment.

His pace quickened unconsciously, and in just a few seconds he stood next to the little ball.

Just one look... just one look...

He could hardly hear Sasuke's crying. The time in the world was set to the slowest speed. Only that heart was challenging its limit.

Porcelain doll-like skin, pure white eyes...

Who else could this be?

Itachi's black eyes were about to turn red at this moment.

Whether it is the feeling it gives or the special eyes, they all reveal the identity of the owner.

Itachi said in a confused manner: "He said...someone warned him not to take things that don't belong to him."

Danzo wandered anxiously in the hall that day, the tapping sound of his cane intermittent.

His plan was not approved by anyone.

Whether it is a tool for doing things or Danzo himself.

The fear of that day was still vivid in his mind, and he didn't want to experience it again.

Just the group of Uchiha who were taken to jail were enough.

Uchiha Itachi was observing Neji's reaction.

Is it reassurance or blame?

Are he and Shisui going to be scolded?

If Shisui was called over at this time, would Neji not have to make another trip?

But the little ball just looked around, and when he found that there was no one else, he looked at Itachi with a strange expression, then turned and walked away.

? Um?

"You took Mom and Dad away! I'm going to send you in too!!!"

Sasuke stopped crying, but he continued to curse in protest.

Okay, it's about to stop.

"His eyes are scary."

"What are you talking about?"

Itachi patted Sasuke's butt lightly, and sure enough, the child started grinning again.

"Let me go! I don't want to be with you!"

Itachi was in a good mood despite listening to his brother's rather hurtful scolding.

Starting over is far better than keeping the past.

Especially for Hyuga Neji.

At least, that's what Itachi thought.

If you don't have expectations, you won't be disappointed in them.