There is always only one truth

I regret sitting here.Originally, he had already selected a treasure land of geomantic omen...

He looked melancholy at a huge student leaning against the wall. Originally, he decided to sit behind that boy no matter what. How refreshing it would be to look at the scroll like that!

And now... Alas——Conan lifted the textbook sideways, intercepted the "hidden weapon" that Iruka flew over, and maximized the use value of the textbook.

"Naruto, just take a look at this if you have nothing to do." Conan waved his hand, and the illustrated book of characters that he produced was in Naruto's hands.

"Anyway, he can't read the textbooks, so it's better to know people who are familiar with Konoha." With such thoughts, Conan watched helplessly as Naruto showed his sure weapon - paint, and started smudge smudge smudge smudge...

Forget it, he doesn't care, anyway, he still has it in his hand, so it would be good to let this guy calm down for a while.

The author has something to say: Meiqin's mother came out to play a cameo again.Well, everyone can have a prize quiz to guess what Mikoto embroidered on Itachi's schoolbag.Hint: I'm not a very creative person, so it shouldn't be weird.If you guess right, you will be rewarded with a small theater.

Naruto is really a difficult character to control. I don't know how he is so sunny, so I may destroy him. Everyone must be mentally prepared.

8.You are Nine Tails Jinchuriki

Conan crossed his arms and leaned against the outer wall of the school with his feet crossed, turning a blind eye to the flow of people coming and going.

Mikoto said she would come to pick him up, so he just waited here.But, why haven't you come yet?He is tired of maintaining this action! (In order to maintain a handsome image, it is more important to block his schoolbag)

Nothing will happen, right?Although he knew that Mikoto could not be in any danger, Conan still began to imagine professionally.personal enmity?Can a housewife have a personal grudge?It's not necessarily a feud over something like a recipe, is it?Wait, it's not impossible, I always feel that ninjas don't think according to common sense.Love kill?There is also a chance. It has to be said that Itachi's ability to look so evil is inherited from Mikoto, and Fuyue's role in appearance is probably to neutralize Mikoto's genes, so that his sons will not look so bad for the country and the people.And if the purpose is to blackmail Fu Yue, then the enemy has gone, for example...

When Conan listed the possibilities of Mikoto's suffering one by one, the number was enough for Yusaku Kudo to write several novels, the person who came to pick him up finally appeared.

"Brother?" It turned out to be Itachi.

"Well. I'll take you home." Itachi's expression was a little tired, but his eyes were still very soft.

"Didn't you just come back?" This was reliable news from Fu Yue.

"The task is relatively simple, so I came back early." Itachi said lightly.

"Oh~" Conan raised his smiling face, and a bear hugged Itachi in black.Itachi patted his younger brother's head helplessly.

"Then, what is this?" Conan raised his right hand, with sticky blood in his hand. "Don't think I can't see the bloodstains because of the black clothes." Conan continued, shaking his index finger, "The color of the places with bloodstains will be different from that of the surroundings, and the clothes will be stiffer. What task is so simple that two sternums must be broken?" , A large area of ​​muscle tissue is damaged? Can I also have it checked?"

"Sasuke..." Itachi's voice gradually became low, and his eyes suddenly became deep, and no emotion could be seen in the dark pupils.

Conan broke out in a cold sweat: It's over, he forgot that "Sasuke" has never studied medical science, and Itachi won't see him through...

"Sasuke, I saw your 'destined opponent' approaching at high speed, should we go home now?"

"That, that goes without saying, let's go!"

"Sasuke, how's it going, is this a surprise gift for mom?" Mikoto asked Conan with a smile while leaning against the entrance.

"There are surprises, but you don't deserve the credit, Mom." Conan replied while changing his shoes, "Brother started school at that time, wouldn't the gifts he received be of the same type? Don't say it was my birth."

"Of course not. You were still in mother's womb at that time. Mother just gave him a few sets of women's kimonos."

"No, isn't it!?" Conan had to be thankful that he was not drinking water, otherwise he would have choked to death without grace.

"Of course it's true. Mom chose those clothes for a long time, but Itachi just refused to fulfill my little wish." Meiqin looked sadly at Itachi, who was expressionless, and continued to smile while holding her face. He squatted down and said, "Sure enough, it's not good for children to learn fire escape too early, and kimonos are very expensive."

Yes, indeed knowledge is power.Conan secretly added this sentence.

The next day, Itachi said he was going to report to Hokage Building, so Conan took the "Weasel" to the school comfortably all the way.

In the morning, I first study the "Ninja Code", which is the so-called political and ideological class, and then instill some theoretical knowledge, knowledge about Chakra and so on.These lessons were spent during the harmonious sleep time of the children, and Iruka was too lazy to waste public property (chalk).Conan secretly learned the things in the textbook when he was drinking a bottle, so he happily joined the distraction army and interacted with the take-away scroll.

At noon, Conan enjoyed the bento happily, and corrected Naruto's food concept by the way (this guy actually only knows instant noodles and ramen, not even the quintessence of sushi).

In the afternoon is throwing practice, which is a physical education class that is good for the body and mind and exercises the muscles and bones.

After Iruka babbled on the instructions, they were finally able to throw before the sun went down.

Conan was already in a state of fugue at this time, he stood there casually, and threw one shuriken after another with confidence, thinking about the recent case while throwing.When he came back to his senses, he realized that the shuriken he had thrown had formed the eternal theme of the dinner—tomatoes.

Speaking of tomatoes, there are allusions here.Just because he grabbed this while catching Zhou, Miqin arbitrarily designated red as Conan's lucky color and tomato as Conan's lucky food.Eating every day, every month, and eating, Conan got used to the leading role of tomatoes on the table.Well, anyway, tomato beautifies the skin and strengthens the body, it is better than the consequences of grabbing a women's clothing at that time.

"Wow, Sasuke is amazing!" "Genius!" "As expected of Uchiha, they are all geniuses!"... There was an uproar all around.

Genius, Conan bowed slightly, thanking the audience around him.This title is so far away. Speaking of which, it has been many years since he came here.

"Ah—" Over there, something happened to a certain blond again.

Conan followed and saw Naruto covering his right hand with his left hand, with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Look at this, it's a cramp." Conan gently massaged Naruto's hand, and concluded, "You didn't throw it after you swung it a few times, did you?"

The answer was Naruto's face turned away in embarrassment.

"Teacher, let me take him home. Anyway, he can't attend class now." Conan held Naruto's hand with one hand, and pointed at Naruto's mummy-like hand with the other.He looked at the embarrassed Iruka, and added: "Teacher, you still need to maintain order here, so I can just accompany him. Isn't that right, Naruto?" Conan's massage hands tightened, and Naruto felt pain Get an "ahh" response.

"Well, I'll trouble you then, Sasuke." Iruka nodded, watching Conan and the others go away.

"Ah, that's great, teacher, can I also ask for cramps?" Ino held his small face and said to himself.

"Yes." Iruka appeared behind her in an instant, his face hidden in the darkness and said, "I can let Princess Choji hug you."

"No, don't bother." Teacher, you have turned black.

Conan has successfully sneaked into (this word...) Naruto's house at this moment, and is looking around out of professional habits.

The floor was messy, the dirty clothes smelled faintly, and the milk on the table was certified by Conan's nose, and it was at least a week out of date.

In short, in a word, this place is not suitable for human habitation.

Naruto scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "It's a bit messy here, haha."

More than a little!No one will know when you were buried alive by the garbage mountain! "Naruto, you'd better find a daughter quickly." This situation made Conan equate Naruto and Kogoro, and from this he thought of Xiaolan, who is an expert in housework.He was immersed in the memories for a while, so he didn't explain to the confused Naruto.

"Come on, let's try to relax again. For things like cramps, it will get better after a while."

"Really!" Naruto loosened his right hand, and raised his arm in disbelief to try.

"Of course." Conan smiled lightly.He just wanted to find an excuse to come to his house for a field trip. "etc!"

"Huh?" Naruto put down his hand over his head, and looked at Conan who was suddenly excited.

"That's—" Conan threw Naruto down and lifted his clothes.

"Sure enough, this is a seal." Conan looked at the seal, lost in thought.For such a large seal, the only place it needs in the past ten years is...

"What's wrong? Sasuke? It's itchy."

You are Nine Tails Jinchuriki.

Conan looked at the somewhat ridiculous face, but couldn't say that.The reason he was so proud of in front of the criminals flinched a little at this moment, making him unable to speak.He knew what this seal meant to the village, and what it meant to the world.Others will say that this is a great sacrifice, but when it comes to Naruto, it is his personal tragedy.Tell him to let him know that he really has a reason to be disliked?It was so cruel to him.

"Well, this is a great