[Hokage] Long Night Shimmer

Itachi Uchiha joined Anbu not long ago.

His father said that he was capable enough to go to Anbu to practice, so he couldn't help but stuff himself into Anbu. Although he was a little older, it didn't affect anything. Anbu is a place where strength speaks.

Today's Anbu is not what it used to be under the leadership of the Fourth Hokage. In addition, he is not the only Uchiha in the department, so it is still possible to find a senior to take the lead.

So Itachi, who also joined Kakashi's team, was handed over to Hayato Uchiha, who was inexplicably entrusted with a difficult task by the patriarch, and he was stunned at the moment.

As the patriarch's eldest son's uncle, if he didn't bring Itachi well, would he be put on little shoes?

No--!

"Sister Zhenyang, what should I do!! Why don't you tell the patriarch and let someone else take him!"

"You are in your early twenties, how difficult can it be to bring a child?"

Zhenu who was harassed by Hayato was very annoyed. In the past two days, the males of the right age in the clan did not know which muscle was wrong and started to agitate again. She was already exhausted by these things, and Hayato gave her this again. He almost couldn't hold back his emotions wandering repeatedly on the edge of the explosion.

"This is different!" Hayato cried, with snot and tears, "I am, I am, I am afraid! I have a child phobia——"

Mao: "..."

Seeing the person who has sold out like this and still doesn't forget to make excuses, the corners of Maou's eyes twitched, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and burst out, yelling "Get out!!!" and kicked the person out.

Finally clean.

It seems that life is still too good, there is still time to think about these things, and there is no sense of crisis at all, this is not good.

Mao clenched his fists, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Shishui, what are you doing?"

"Hush—" Zhishui hastily made a silence gesture, and beckoned to the bewildered young man to come over.

Itachi, who just got off work from Abu, found Uchiha Shisui hiding outside the practice field as soon as he returned to the clan, and he became a little curious.Seeing him so cautious, Itachi couldn't help but walk over lightly. As soon as he approached, he heard a painful scream from inside the training ground.

Itachi: ...What happened, why are you screaming so terribly.

He looked up, and what caught his eyes was the figure of the little aunt who simply and neatly threw a male clansman to the ground.

After a while, Itachi found his voice and asked dryly, "This is... what's going on?"

Zhishui hurriedly picked up his words in a low voice: "Your aunt, he was lined up by the men in the clan to confess his love these days, and he might have been so disturbed that he punched him hard. Let alone, Senior Mao deserves to come down from the battlefield, This technique is really a visual feast."

As he said that, he said something in a low voice, full of gloating: "Usually the seniors practiced me, now someone can understand my feelings... Ah, another person got down on the ground, it looks good Oh, it hurts, it seems that the seniors stopped me."

Itachi: "......"

Itachi's expression was very weird, he didn't know what to say, Zhishui was called away by his sister-in-law to train alone after turning on the kaleidoscope, and every time he passed the practice field, he could hear the other party's shouts like killing a pig.

Allow sadness.

He watched the situation over there, and saw that after the woman knocked the person in front of him away, she quickly touched the knife on her waist, did not pull it out, but stabbed backwards with the scabbard, and directly stabbed the attacker behind her in the stomach , followed by another kick to kick the person away.The man fell straight back and slapped against the wall, making a tooth-piercing sound of falling to the ground.

"Who will be next...Forget it, save time, let's go together."

The voice of the person in the middle of the field was cold and indifferent, but the two of them could hear a trace of joy strangely, obviously they were on the top.

Itachi: "......"

Zhishui: "......"

Horror!

Itachi wiped his face in embarrassment, and he wanted to continue watching, but suddenly found that the sister-in-law over there glanced in his direction as if aware of it after solving a group of people, and before he could react, he was caught The person next to him grabbed him, turned around and ran away.

"What are you doing?" He was very puzzled.

"Why are you still asking? Didn't you see that your aunt is in high spirits! If you don't run away, I will beat you and me together later!"

Thinking of the sudden meeting with that person just now, Zhishui's hairs stood on end, hey hey complained, thinking that he would definitely be punished because of this later, he couldn't help but shed tears of bitterness for himself.

Not everyone can enjoy the care from seniors!

Itachi, who didn't know the other party's mental activities: "...Sister-in-law, she only hits you at most."

Zhishui: "......"

Zhishui cried even more.

Therefore, the joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected, and the joys and sorrows of the Itachi who is favored by the elders are not connected with the joys and sorrows of Shishui who is rubbed by the elders every day. The latter only thinks that the former is showing off to him.

After exercising his muscles and bones, Zhenyang returned home refreshed and wrote down the four characters of "peace of mind and tranquility" in his study with a stroke of a pen. He planned to find someone to frame it and hang it in the office when he had time.

She looked at these four words carefully, and the anger in her heart that was angered by the stupid junior and the same period seemed to be vented and quietly dissipated.

Mao put down the brush and let out a long sigh of relief.

After this time, there shouldn't be any unsightly clansmen coming over, right?

But just now, I accidentally saw that boy Zhishui watching the fun, and he brought Xiao Weasel with him.

She walked out of the room comfortably, and just happened to see a small figure appearing at the corner of the corridor, with a small braid tied behind her head, as if her hair was tied tightly.

At that moment, Mao seemed to see a familiar figure of a young man running towards him. The man had a smile in his eyes, a gentle arc on his lips, and the braids behind him were swaying with the movement, which was very flattering. like.

The footsteps she was walking involuntarily stopped, she blinked her eyes vigorously, and then she woke up from the trance and saw the person coming.

It's Sasuke.

—To be precise, it was Sasuke with braids.

Maybe even she herself realized that as Sasuke grew older, his facial features gradually developed, and he became more and more like the person in her memory, but Sasuke was slightly younger than the other person's youthful appearance. Look immature.

After all, he was just a six or seven-year-old child.

She opened her arms to catch the little nephew who was delighted to find her and ran over, and forced a smile.

"Sasuke, don't run around in the corridor."

"Sister-in-law!" The little boy rubbed against the woman's arms, his face flushed with excitement, his eyes sparkling, "Look at my braids, don't they look good! I tied them myself! It's just like my brother !"

This is really... Mao was speechless for a moment, lovingly touched his head, and unconsciously weighed the little tugger in his hand, and his mood suddenly became complicated.

Or maybe she has been aware of this for a long time, but she has never thought about it in that direction. Wouldn't it be too sad to look for the figure of the past in this era?

Let go of others and let go of yourself.

"It's cute." Mao smiled, and pulled away Sasuke's braid that took him a long time to tie up, "Sasuke is cute even if he doesn't imitate his brother."

She paused, and said nonsense again in a serious manner: "Also, don't look at your brother's long hair, it's actually very difficult to take care of, so there's no need to make trouble for yourself."

Sasuke, who was still a little dissatisfied with his hair being removed, blushed even more when he heard what the other said, and buried his head in the elder's arms shyly: "Then...well, I'm not very I like to wear pigtails, it's too troublesome."

He repeated it in a low voice as if convincing himself, then raised his head, staring at Mao's face with anticipation and joy.

"Then even if I'm not as good as my brother, does sister-in-law like Sasuke?"

"Even if I'm not as powerful as my brother, I will try my best to protect Mao-san!"

Someone's voice overlapped with it in my mind, evoking that unforgettable memory.

Mao was stunned for a moment and quickly recovered, her out-of-focus eyes fixed on Sasuke's incomparably immature face, her smile became brighter and brighter, but the voice seemed a little helpless and difficult.

"Of course, sister-in-law likes Sasuke the most."

The youth in the memory will always sleep in the best years, leaving only the vivid and warm back, like a dream, like a shadow, lingering in every midnight dream.

Those who survived lived in struggle and pain every day, tortured themselves by the illusion, but unknowingly lived themselves into the appearance of another person.

When everything returns to calm, the person who wakes up from the dream will eventually carry the ideals and entrustments of the old friend——

Go on firmly and persistently.

The author has something to say:

Haha, take a taste of it casually, and draw out Quan Nai's psychological shadow.First it was Kota, then Quanna, and Mao gradually became like someone else. Well, no one should have noticed this, but if you go back and read the first few chapters, it is quite obvious.

After looking at the outline, it's time to change the map.

感谢在2020-08-2910:21:40~2020-08-2923:37:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!