Traveling through three generations: Orochimaru, you become the Hokage

"Anko-senpai is still too impulsive." Kabuto commented on this battle.

In his opinion, Anko-senpai's hard power was definitely higher than Itachi's. If she could play more calmly, Itachi would have a hard time winning even if he had to pay a lot of injuries.

"And mentality." Yamato said.

Kabuto thought and nodded.

Anko's mentality was not correct, or in other words, she thought about her own strength and always underestimated Itachi, unlike Itachi who took the battle seriously from beginning to end.

Uchiha Itachi has always controlled his mentality very well.

Although he is an arrogant guy, it must be said that he does have the ability to be arrogant.

He can exert his own strength to the greatest extent, and even exert it to the greatest extent smoothly.

As for Mitarashi Anko, as long as her mentality is unstable, the strength she can exert will fluctuate.

And Itachi has been looking for the low point of this fluctuation.

And cleverly avoided the peak of strength fluctuations.

Really are.

Just right.

Mastered the rhythm of the entire battle.

What a terrible talent!

It makes people feel that he is destined to become a strong man like Lord Orochimaru!

And Kabuto thought to himself that in order to become as strong as Lord Orochimaru, he would have to work extremely hard to reach that height.

possible.

Kabuto hid his clenched fists behind his back.

He raised his other hand, pushed up his glasses, and took a deep breath.

He self-examined his mentality and found that he seemed to be a little unsteady recently, wasn't he?

His greatest ideal has always been to live a peaceful life with the dean.

But now, since becoming the disciple of Master Orochimaru, the Fifth Hokage, he seems to be a little too complacent.

But now, after feeling the gap between him and Itachi.

My heart is rising, unwilling?

as well as.

eager.

Longing to stand at the height of Orochimaru-sensei.

And, I don’t want to be thrown away by this annoying and arrogant guy Itachi!

And he is the disciple that Master Orochimaru likes.

Itachi was a disciple accepted by Master Orochimaru in exchange for political gain.

If the performance is too poor, Orochimaru-sensei will also be disappointed, right?

Thinking of Orochimaru-sensei's eyes, which were often filled with profound meaning, Kabuto felt as if his whole body was being seen through, but it had to be said that this feeling brought about a strong sense of oppression.

Faintly, it makes people yearn for it.

Unconsciously, Kabuto raised the corners of his mouth.

On the field, Itachi had already gotten up from Anko, and Anko also got up, and coquettishly formed a seal of reconciliation with Itachi.

Then, Itachi turned around.

But Kabuto had already taken steps, walking towards Itachi with a smile on his face.

Itachi looked at Kabuto's smile and was keenly aware of the falseness of this smile. It was not very friendly inside, and of course, there was no hostility.

It's more like seeing a certain goal, but concealing the desire for this goal in the heart.

"I'm a medical ninja, Itachi. Let me treat you."

"Hey!" Hongdou on the other side raised his fist and yelled: "Obviously I'm injured too!"

"Itachi is only six."

"Forehead."

Anko choked, feeling as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

He's only six years old!

Well, there's another Kakashi Judama ahead.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! no! She couldn't just let it go, she had to pester Orochimaru-sensei to teach her more powerful ninjutsu! ! !

Next time, next time I will definitely defeat Itachi!

Anko clenched her fists and raised them, gritting her teeth, her whole body filled with fiery fighting spirit.

Shortly after.

Ouch.

Anko ate the three-color meatballs one bite at a time.

This is a bunch of glutinous rice balls in three colors, which happens to be Anko’s favorite thing to eat!

Itachi, who had been treated and was originally as calm as ever, now looked calm on the surface, but his body showed a rare stiffness.

Ooooooooooo! Anko ate her food happily, while Mikoto, who was standing by, covered her mouth and snickered when she saw this scene.

Itachi silently stretched out his hand to grab a bunch of meatballs.

Whoosh.

The bunch of meatballs came into Hong Dou's hands.

Ouch!

The hand froze in mid-air.

Kabuto seemed to see the suddenly bulging veins from above.

However, as the young master of the Uchiha family, you must pay attention to your image and cannot compete or compete.

Kabuto picked up a bunch of meatballs with a smile on his face and said to Yamato on the side: "Yamato, do you like eating meatballs?"

"No, I hate eating greasy food."

Yamato also picked up a bunch of meatballs and said.

"I don't hate it either." Kabuto said, "I don't mind trying the glutinous rice balls either."

“The glutinous rice balls are the best! Of course it’s even better with red bean soup!”

Anko shouted while raising the meatballs in her hands.

Seeing this, Itachi immediately, trying his best to appear unhurried, stretched out his hand towards the three-color meatballs on the table.

Whoosh!

Hong Bean snatched it away again.

The hand stiffened again.

Itachi calmly raised his head and looked at Anko who was eating happily, knowing that Anko was holding a grudge and was deliberately taking revenge on him.

On the other side, Mikoto patted Itachi's head softly and said softly: "Itachi, if you like to eat, you don't have to be so restrained. It was specially prepared for you. Go and get it."

After saying this, Mian Qin turned her face to cover her mouth and snickered.

Itachi shook his head.

He took his hand back, closed his eyes and sat down.

But after a while, he subconsciously shrugged his nose, opened his eyes, and looked at the meatballs in front of him, as well as Anko, who handed the meatballs to him.

"Take it."

"..."

"Those who like glutinous rice balls are not bad people!" Hong Dou said with a smile and a raised lip.

"..."

Itachi raised his hand.

His eyes also became subtly gentle.

I was about to get this bunch of meatballs.

"Hey!"

Anko smiled like a devil and took the meatball back.

With a sinister smile on his face, he grinned condescendingly and said full of malice: "But I didn't say that I was a good person, Itachi, feel free to hate me."

Clench your fists.

Hard.

Itachi, who had always had a calm mind, was rarely off guard.

For the first time, I felt that a person's sense of existence was so strong.

Mitarashi red beans.

Poof!

Mikoto covered her mouth desperately, her shoulders shaking so hard that she couldn't stop.

The corners of Dou's mouth curled up, then calmed down. He continued to eat the meatballs, which felt particularly sweet and delicious.

Yamato was eating meatballs and looking blankly at the scenery in the courtyard outside.

"Give."

The meatball was forced into Itachi's hand.

Anko sat down next to Itachi, hugged Itachi's shoulders, grabbed another bunch of meatballs with her other hand and waved it.

"Don't say I don't protect you. The boss is the boss. If you like it, eat it. What's given to you is yours. Hehe, eat it, you're welcome!"

"……Thanks."

Itachi slowly placed the ball in front of his mouth and took a bite.

Watch him eat it.

Anko also smiled and ate the meatballs.

"Do you like red bean soup? Then I'll prepare red bean soup for you next time you come." Mikoto, who had already controlled her emotions, said in a gentle and approachable way, covering her face with her hands.

Anko's eyes lit up.

"Really!"

"So, come and play often! I also ask you to take care of my Itachi."

"It's all mine! They are all disciples of Master Orochimaru. Itachi's business is my business! Are you right? Itachi!"

Anko, who was smiling brightly, turned her head and asked Itachi who was held in his arms.

Her hands tightened.

Itachi nodded with some difficulty.

"Ah hahahahaha!" Hongdou looked up to the sky and laughed.

Extremely proud.