[Hokage] On the Feasibility of Brother Control

In Itachi's narration, Yang is more concerned about the stone tablet that has been mentioned several times. He has seen this thing before. Although the content on it is not very impressive, it does record some secrets.

The smiling eyes concealed some sharp scrutiny, the boy stared at the young man in front of him who had truly betrayed the family, and slowly stroked the nail of his thumb with his index finger.

Pity……

With a faint sigh in his heart, the boy filled a cup of tea gracefully, and pushed the cup to the other party's hand just right when the voice stopped there.

Itachi picked it up, took a sip, and said calmly: "This is all I can offer you for the time being, if you have other questions you want to know, you can ask me again, if I know the answer."

"Huh?" Raising an eyebrow, Yang smirked, "Then I won't be polite—don't say anything else for now, do you mind if I dig up that stone tablet?"

Stele?Itachi frowned, "I thought you didn't need that kind of thing, your understanding of Sharingan seems to be better than the information recorded by the Uchiha family."

"Hmm...you can think I'm curious." With a strand of long hair curled and pulled on his fingers, Yang returned to his original smile from the warm and jade-like alienation, "Actually, I wanted to bring that thing with me from the very beginning." Come on!"

The corner of his mouth twitched, Itachi didn't comment on this decision, he always felt that this guy's brain circuit was not very normal, so the idea of ​​digging out such a large stone tablet is also very...cough cough...

Having obtained enough information, Yang narrowed his eyes happily, took out a small dried fish from the ninja bag and threw it into his mouth, "I haven't studied that stone tablet yet, what did the Sage of the Six Paths leave behind? Don’t you think this kind of legend is very touching?”

Being watched by the boy with great interest, Itachi felt very helpless, "I just think you shouldn't go too far."

"Don't say that, I just want to find out if there are other secrets hidden in the stele!" Chunliang blinked, and the boy almost raised his hand to swear.

Taking a sip of water slowly, Itachi said: "Unscrambling the stele requires Sharingan, and the higher the level, the more content you can read."

Glancing at Itachi with a calm expression, the boy suddenly became amused, "Does Itachi mean to help me?"

"If you need to know the content above." The content recorded on the stone tablet is still deeply imprinted in his mind, Itachi looked at the boy who was so happy, and his mood was complicated after all.

Blinking, Yang stopped laughing, pushed back the long hair that was messed up just now, and Fang waved his hands, "No need, no matter how complete your description is, it's better than seeing it with my own eyes—sometimes I think you It’s really contradictory, Itachi.” Fingers crossed and he looked at the young man with his head propped up, Yang hooked his lips, “Obviously I still can’t convince myself that I’m also a Uchiha, but I still tell me all the secrets of the family, even to me. If you want to dig out the stele, you will be indifferent... It was like this back then, when I saw a Uchiha like Itachi, I thought..."

"——Since the sense of family honor that makes the ethnic group return to one's heart has been lost, then in order not to be more embarrassing, such Uchiha should be wiped out as soon as possible..."

The boy's half-closed eyes were filled with clean and pure joy, Itachi suddenly felt a little chilly, he wanted to say something, but in the end he just took a sip of tea silently.

"But having said that, Uchiha can't let others decide his life or death. Whether he lives or dies is his own choice... But I really didn't expect, Itachi, you would make such a choice." Lifting the teapot to himself Slowly filling the teacup, the boy smiled faintly, "Although there are reasons for Sasuke in it, itachi didn't choose the family after all."

"...I have my own persistence."

Yang didn't deny the young man's sigh, he just smiled slightly, picked up the cup and poured it slowly, a stream of water poured down the ground.

"As a friend, I won't interfere with your choice, but it's the first thing to say. Anyone who dares to block my way can't blame me for being ruthless..."

Speaking meaningfully, he let go of his hand, and the white porcelain teacup fell straight to the ground, and with a crisp sound, it shattered into several pieces.

The enchantment that enveloped the room disappeared as the cup shattered. Itachi clenched the cup tightly in his hand and lowered his eyes without saying a word, while the chair on the other side of the table was already empty.

In the end it was still a miss...

I was a little annoyed, but there was nothing I could do. That guy obviously grew up in Konoha, so how could he have a constant relationship with Uchiha?In what he talked about today, although he was only asking about family secrets, he was almost bluntly warning afterwards—Itachi felt that Yang's feelings for Uchiha were very complicated, which also made Itachi more curious about Yang's identity up.How can a person who grew up in Konoha have such a deep relationship with Uchiha?

Here, Itachi Fang was suspicious, and Yang, who had already returned to the village, went directly to Nanhe Shrine to dig a stone tablet without saying a word.

After getting rid of the stalking behind him, he went directly into the dark room, lit a torch, and went straight to the stone tablet. Looking at the ancient stone tablet standing there, he suddenly remembered the scene when his father brought him to the stone tablet for the first time.

Yes, at that time he had already decided to leave, so his father gave him a method to obtain more power than Sharingan, so he saw how much sad blood these blood-red eyes had to be soaked in before they could see the light— —The mother who had always been gentle died in his hands with a blood-weeping oath, and he who made the oath could never look back from that moment——

Stretching out his hand and slowly brushing across the stone tablet, the boy wanted to smile indifferently, but the curve of the corner of his mouth could not be drawn back. He looked at the words on the stone tablet deeply, his deep black eyes were covered with blood.

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