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A smoke ring blew out from his mouth, he exhaled a long breath and sat back to the Hokage's seat.

"Although it is insignificant, everyone is slowly getting along with each other bit by bit, but!" The third generation took out a large pile of information from the information pile. They were all request letters from various families or individuals in Konoha regarding the treatment of Uchiha.

, many of them proposed to completely drive Uchiha out of Konoha.

"But the damage caused does not disappear so easily. Whether it is the original Valley of the End or the recent Nine-Tails Rebellion, it is a hatred that is difficult to let go."

"Do you also agree that the Kyuubi is a trick of Uchiha's secret?" Itachi asked. Hiruzen shook his head, held the pipe in his mouth, crossed his fingers and supported his chin with his hands, lost in thought.

"Of course not, but the fact that the genjutsu that drove the Nine-Tails at that time was indeed from the Uchiha clan has nothing to do with it. The Uchiha can't get rid of the suspicion no matter what. Even if this matter has nothing to do with you, they think it is you who are behind it."

Quite a few, those whose loved ones died in the riots need someone to hate and hate."

Hiruzen raised his head and looked at Itachi. This rotten old man who usually acted like a fool but was very serious was looking at Itachi with an unprecedented serious expression.

"Give me time, please? Time is the antidote to all hatred. It can heal everything, whether it is pain or hatred. One day, the village will be able to truly accept your clan and no longer be afraid. We just need a little time to wait.

, the village can definitely become better.”

The old voice had inspiring power. Itachi had no doubt at all about the determination of the old man in front of him who looked like he had half his foot in the coffin. He also believed that the above words were the old man's true words. But time...

Itachi's eyes returned to normal. He raised his head and looked at the blue sky. Several black crows were circling high in the scorching sun. The young boy's eyes, which should have been as clear as the sky after the rain, were now filled with haze, as if

They are the dark clouds that pile up before a heavy rain. No matter how bright the sun is, it cannot pass through.

Time? That's what Itachi lacks most at this time. There isn't much time left.

"......excuse me."

Itachi walked to the window of the Hokage's office and pushed it open gently. He stretched his head out and felt the breeze blowing by. Some people were walking leisurely and upside down on the street; some were secretly practicing ninjutsu and then stood up after repeated failures.

But it can only release a pale and weak clone; some people hide behind the bunker and watch their sweetheart practice, but they don't even dare to say hello.

You can see all kinds of people in the Hokage's mansion. They come from different families and have various identities. However, there are no Uchiha in this big family because they are in another corner of the village in the Hokage's mansion.

end.

"bump!"

A classic sound sounded, and Itachi's figure disappeared in a burst of white air.

In the distance, in the small Uchiha training forest, Itachi, who was practicing chakra on a big tree, opened his eyes. The feelings and memories of the hidden clone came over him, and some liquid spilled from the corners of his eyes.

"Uchiha Itachi-senpai!"

The tears were evaporated by the chakra, and even the tear stains on the face disappeared with the tears.

He slowly turned around, his dull eyes staring coldly at the young man behind him.

At the age of eleven or twelve, the wooden forehead protector and the Uchiha clan emblem revealed the identity of the visitor.

"Are you Uchiha En?" He asked slightly doubtfully. Itachi had never really seen the genius that everyone in this family knew.

Milk powder nodded lightly, chakra began to accumulate on the soles of his feet, and walked step by step towards the tree. The straight tree trunks were like a flat avenue, walking in an orderly manner. When he was halfway there, he looked back

Weasel.

Itachi was also looking at Naifen at this time. He jumped directly from the tree and landed firmly on the ground the next second.

"Don't you think it's too slow for you to walk like that?"

The chakra on the soles of his feet clung to the tree trunk like a magnet, and the milk powder moved in a very strange way, but as Itachi said, he only walked half way for a long time.

"I like to walk slowly." I've long been used to telling lies and so on. Walking like this is not only slow but also very tiring. It takes a lot of energy to maintain the chakra consumption under my feet, but so what, he's so handsome.

"What do you want from me?" Itachi was very busy. He had too many things to do now.

"The patriarch asked me to call the senior back. He has something to ask you."

Itachi paused for a moment. He looked at Naifen with some doubts. It was not difficult to find his location. Many people in the family knew where he was when he was not on a mission. But the problem was...

"Why is that you."

The handsome Naifan jumped down from the tree. He gently patted the dust on his trousers and said nonchalantly:

"Because from now on, we are partners. Please pay more attention to us in the future."

Naifen showed her most innocent smile.

The summer sun did not bring any warmth to Itachi. He stood under the big tree and leaned against the trunk, looking at the light falling into the forest.

The memories of the past slowly emerged in my mind, accumulating bit by bit, like the cumulus clouds in the sky, intangible and untouchable. But that was accompanied by the memories hidden in my mind.

As emotions accumulate in memories, the sadness and anguish in the heart will become thicker, the emotions will become unbearable, and the pain will be unbearable. For Uchiha, this may be the so-called eye-opening.

Therefore, he rarely recalls those things, whether they are good or not so good, in the end it will only make him feel sad, and in the end the whole person will be overwhelmed by sad feelings.

The young people, full of energy, gathered together without knowing the heights of the world, stood on the high Hokage Rock, looked at the village, and said shameless words.

At their feet is a beautiful village.

Although it is not as exaggerated as the legendary one who can form a cloud by raising his sleeves or wet the ground with a sweat, it is still a prosperous and stable village.

When Aunt Jing's pancake shop opened, he and Shisui bought it. He and Shisui also ate the fragrant Ichiraku Ramen.

Lost tabby cats, ferocious and huge dogs, and cleaning up garbage in the river. He also did these unimportant tasks with Shisui.

The scenes of this scene are vivid in my mind.

But the end of these beautiful memories is always that moment. He no longer wants to recall it, but the thoughts he lets go are like galloping wild horses. It's not that he won't recall them if he doesn't want to think of them.

The end of this memory was still the cliff. Shisui, who had lost one eye, looked at him. He stretched out his hand to grab something but couldn't grab anything.

But something remained, a long-cherished wish of another god and Shisui.

"Looks like he's very obsessed with it."

Itachi didn't reply, but just moved his body to the side. The tree trunk was very thick, so squeezing two people down wouldn't be a big deal.

Naifan: “…..”

He swore he didn't take note of Itachi's location, even though it looked cool there.

"Didn't you come to call me? Why don't you leave?"

Naifen walked to Itachi's side obediently, leaned back and lay directly on the tree trunk.

"It's rare that the weather is so good. It won't hurt if you stay in the sun for a while." Naifen squinted his eyes and looked at the sun shining through the leaves.

Itachi turned sideways and glanced at Naifen. If he really wanted to bask in the sun, he should go out from the shade of the tree. It wouldn't be any warmer there than under this tree.

However, if someone talks about other people, it's other people's business. He has no control over it. As a human being, you still have to leave some face to others. It's not good to say it directly. So Itachi didn't say anything and waited. He was not in a hurry.

, now he is more concerned about what the so-called Uchiha genius in front of him is thinking than what his father wants him to do.