I, Giyuu Uchiha, am not hated!

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"Dad! Brother is back!"

As soon as Zuosuke entered the house, he shouted excitedly, wishing that even the gecko living in the ceiling knew about it.

"I already know."

Uchiha Itachi heard a long-lost voice coming from the backyard, "Keep your voice down at home, Sasuke."

"Feel sorry!"

Zuosuke suddenly covered his mouth with both hands, and then looked at Itachi with some embarrassment. Apparently this "problem" had been corrected by his father many times.

But Itachi just felt that his father's temper seemed to have improved a lot. In the past, it was inevitable that he would have to give Zuosuke some advice.

"I'm behind, you guys come together."

The brothers looked at each other, walked to the backyard through the Japanese-style terrace, and immediately saw the figure leaning over the fish pond.

Itachi looked slightly stunned.

I don’t know if he saw it wrong. Compared with a year ago, I always feel that my father seems...

"Brother, do you think dad has become fat?"

Before Itachi could finish the thoughts in his mind, Sasuke blurted out his unformed thoughts.

Itachi, who was always very polite, stood there at a loss, looking at Zuosuke with a very complicated expression, even a little suspicious.

[Actually, you are a volunteer, right? 】

How can I answer this?

"If you're fat, you're fat. There's nothing wrong with that."

After speaking tolerantly, Fugaku finally finished scattering the last handful of fish food and turned around slowly.

Looking over his father's waist, Itachi was surprised to find that not only his father had gained weight, but even the goldfish at home were almost turning into pufferfish.

My father had the habit of constantly feeding the fish whenever he was thinking about something, which shows that he spent a lot of time at the edge of this pond in the past year.

But logically speaking, if a person has a lot of worries, shouldn't he lose weight quickly?

"Father." Itachi bowed, "I'm back."

Fugaku's eyes were not big to begin with, but after he gained a ring of flesh on his face, his eyes looked even smaller and he looked much smarter than before.

His eyes lingered on the white hair on Itachi's forehead for a moment, and then wandered over the eldest son's face for a while before he spoke with emotion.

"It seems that you have figured it out. At least you are in much better spirits than when you came back last time. Your mother will be relieved after seeing this."

Fugaku clapped his hands, cleaned up the fish food residue, and sat down on the terrace.

"Zaosuke, go to the guard station and inform Uchiha Inahi and Tiehuo. Just talk about the distribution of newly graduated tribesmen and let those children decide on their own. I won't discuss it with them tonight."

"Really?"

Zuosuke was very familiar with the graduated tribesmen, and when he heard what his father said, he was naturally happy for them.

Then, without waiting for his father to confirm what he just said, he couldn't wait to disappear and said, "I will definitely bring him!"

Perhaps because he had experienced too many abnormal situations today, Itachi had become somewhat immune and did not show any surprise.

The sound of the door closing sounded, indicating that Sasuke had left, and Fugaku spoke again.

"We should wait until your mother and Giyuu come back to talk about Orochimaru's attack on you. They will definitely ask, and it would be redundant if you repeat it, so I won't ask you now."

Fugaku tapped his fingers on the edge of the terrace, motioning for Itachi to sit opposite him.

"In the year you were away, Konoha and Uchiha have undergone many changes. I believe you should have discovered it, right?"

"Yes, when I just came back, I met the reserve members of the police force on the street."

Itachi nodded with deep understanding, "It seems that the relationship between the clan and the village has become harmonious."

"To be precise, the relationship between the younger generation of the clan and the younger generation of the village and ordinary people has become harmonious."

Fugaku couldn't help but sigh when he mentioned this matter, "Today's security force is composed of genin who have graduated in the past two years as reserve members to deal with civilian disputes; and then full members are used to deal with conflicts caused by ninjas. However, The latter hasn’t changed much.”

"All Uchiha genin who have graduated in the past two years,

Are they all in the garrison? "

Itachi asked curiously.

"Well, this is the clan's decision."

Fugaku explained: "According to those children's own wishes, they want to form a team with genin from outside the clan like other graduates in the village.

"At first, we thought this was a conspiracy by the village, and that the three generations wanted to influence the minds of the young tribesmen through this method, so we forced them to join the police force and directly serve as reserve members to reduce the influence of the village on them. But who I know...this actually improved the clan's reputation in Konoha.

"Later we learned that it was not something the village did, but a very contagious child who came to the Ninja School."

"Is it the one named Purgatory Anjuro?"

"Yes. It is said that Tsunade sent it to the village."

"Hmm." Uchiha Itachi's face paused slightly.

"What's wrong?"

The change in Itachi's expression could not escape Fugaku's eyes, "Have you seen her recently?"

"Well, half a year ago, I met her at a hot spring hotel in Yuno Country, but we didn't say anything."

Itachi didn't seem to want to talk more about this matter and quickly changed the topic.

"You go on, I also want to know what kind of child he is that can actually change the attitude of those young tribesmen."

"This matter is also very tortuous. Although the third generation did not accept the child as a student, he trained him completely according to his status as a descendant. He even taught him the Fire Release of the Sarutobi clan, and also taught him Praising that kid in public as the most powerful fire escape genius since Uchiha Madara."

"Isn't that a bit exaggerated?"

Itachi frowned.

What kind of person is Uchiha Madara? Without Senju Hashirama, all the five major countries would have been conquered by him.

"The descendants of the clan also had the same idea as you, but after coming to compare, they were convinced that they lost.

"But the child didn't humiliate them. Instead, he taught them all his experience in learning fire escape. There were many principles that even I couldn't explain clearly to them, but he was able to do it. Zuosuke, and what are you watching today? The reserve members of the guard force who arrived have all received his guidance, but they are not as good as some Jonin in terms of fire escape properties and form changes."

"That's it."

Itachi understood somewhat.

Uchiha is a clan that worships the strong to the extreme.

Not only was he defeated, but he also received careful guidance from the opponent.

No wonder those graduates today would look up to a foreigner.

It's no wonder that his father didn't bother to check Zuozhu's report card. There was such a person in the same grade. Even if Zuozhu could get first place, he wasn't really first. There was no need to look at it.

"In short, after they have been with that child for a long time, they will naturally be influenced by him."

Fugaku sighed, "As a result, the jonin in the clan and the juniors who have just graduated have completely opposite attitudes towards the village and foreign clans, and there have even been estrangements and rifts.

"Today, the third batch of children is about to graduate, and the clan is divided on whether to let them join the police force. But I thought about it and decided that it would be better to block it than to let them resent their elders. Their wish. After all, whether it’s a village or a clan, the future belongs to young people.”

At this point, Itachi finally understood the reason why those goldfish became fat.

However, it would not be a bad thing if the tribe could really get rid of their extreme desire for power and Sharingan.

In the past three years, he had been hiding in the Kingdom of Water because Konoha made him feel sad.

But Shisui was hiding in the Kingdom of Water with him because as long as the top Uchiha master was not in Konoha, then the Uchiha would not have the absolute confidence to rebel, and the village would not be able to risk a large number of secrets being leaked. Uchibo strikes first to gain the upper hand.

If there are differences in the ideas between the younger generations of the clan and the elders, it can make the clan slowly give up the idea of ​​revenge against Konoha, and Shisui will be much more relaxed.

Others can't see it, but Itachi knows very well how much sacrifice Shisui has made in order to maintain this peace over the years.

"So what's going on with your figure?"

Itachi was silent for a while and changed the topic to a lighter topic.

"Thanks to Yiyong, I, the leader of the clan, have become more and more idle in the past two years, and few people come to me to do things. Once I have a regular diet and sleep, and less exercise, I have gained weight. Besides, I have been at home in the past two years. The food here is not something you can compare to outside.”

In fact, in the absence of Itachi and Shisui, Giyuu could only find his father to refresh the resolution of Breath of the Moon.

In order to make up for the guilt of "taking advantage" of his father, he studied Fugaku's favorite ingredients in different ways every day.

Although Fugaku's words were vague, Itachi guessed from Fugaku's faintly proud expression that his father had probably "reversely" used Giyuu's unique interpersonal skills to make the clan members, young and old, not dare to run to this house at all. It was a bit dumbfounding.

After all, saying "Dad said he's not at home" is almost like saying "He doesn't want to see you anymore".

After the father and son chatted for a while, the door of the house rang again.

But since he could hear the footsteps, Itachi knew that his mother should be back.

"Father, I'm going over first."

Fugaku nodded, Mikoto still didn't know that the eldest son had returned.

Sure enough, Itachi had just walked into the corridor leading to the entrance, and the room was immediately filled with Mikoto's surprised voice.

"Itachi!?"

Mikoto didn't even change her shoes. She walked to the opposite side of her eldest son with moist eyes and immediately embraced him in her arms.

It was one thing to be confident in her child's strength, but after all, her opponent was the legendary Sannin, and the letter sent back from the Land of Water was unclear. How could she not be worried.

Now that I have seen my eldest son return home intact, my heart has finally dropped.

Yiyong, who came back with his mother, stood at the door and felt that if he changed his shoes before going in, he would not look excited enough.

"Sorry, I should have informed you in advance. It's just that the village urgently summoned us back to explain our encounter with Orochimaru in person, so we didn't have time to ask someone to bring a letter to my mother."

Itachi's eyes were also slightly moist.

"Call me mom. Let's wait until you are an adult." Mikoto said seemingly annoyed.

"Yes, Mom."

Itachi was a little embarrassed, after all, fourteen was not young anymore, but he still didn't want to betray his mother's kindness.

"How about it, are you injured? You can't report good things but not bad things like this."

Mother looked at Itachi's body and face, "But it seems that you are in much better spirits?"

Itachi suppressed his smile and was about to answer the answer he had already prepared, but he felt a familiar gaze penetrate his body.

He subconsciously looked at Yiyong and found that the distance between the other person's eyebrows suddenly widened, and his lips squeezed together violently, forming a hard straight line!

This was a drastic change in mood for the normally expressionless volunteer.

Itachi understood, and Giyuu used that unique gaze that Shisui nicknamed "white eyes" to see clearly his physical condition.

Thinking of this, Itachi immediately cast a pleading look at him and shook his head heavily and slowly.

Finally, Mikoto's training in recent years, which ordered Giyu not to expose other people's lies, was still useful.

He understood Itachi's expression and simply stood there with a cold face.

"Mom, I rushed all the way back and went to see the Hokage first. I didn't even have time to change my clothes. I must smell really bad."

Itachi smiled at his mother, "Let me take a shower and change clothes first. When I come down, Zuosuke should be back. Then we can talk slowly."

As he said that, he nodded to Yiyong, "Yiyong should also have taken the practical exam today, so let's come together."

"good."

Yiyong agreed.

Under Mikoto's confused eyes, he went upstairs with Itachi with a face like a cold iron shield.

"Why doesn't Giyuu look happy at all?"

Mikoto looked at the backs of one tall and one short walking upstairs, and whispered, "Is it because Itachi came back without saying hello? Or maybe I didn't let him buy those books just now..."

But when it came to the book, her expression suddenly changed from doubtful to gossipy.

She put the copy of "The Story of Strong Perseverance" on the shoe cabinet and immediately walked into the Japanese room.

"Fugaku, something very interesting happened today..."

At the same time, uu read www.uukanshu.com on the second floor.

The two brothers had no intention of taking off their clothes and taking a shower, but sat down together in Itachi's room.

"What's going on with your body?"

Yiyong got straight to the point and asked on the spot: "Why is the color of your blood different from before?"

"Sure enough, as Shisui said, you can see some more essential things. Even the Byakugan can only see the Chakara meridians and cannot see through the human body."

Itachi sighed, his suspicions for many years were finally proven, and the confusion in his heart was finally solved.

"No wonder you were able to expose Shisui's teleportation technique."

"Don't change the subject."

Zhiyong's expression was as serious as an iceberg, and he spoke almost every word.

Itachi, who was stared at by him, suddenly felt as if he was in a swamp full of water vapor. Without chakra, it was difficult to even move his body.

It seems that in the past two years, Yiyong has made greater progress than he imagined.

"I didn't know this situation myself. But since last year, I started to feel a little cold when I used Sharingan. At first, I just thought it was due to the environment of the Kingdom of Water, so I went to the Kingdom of Yu to try to use the hot springs to recuperate. Body."

Itachi answered honestly that there was no point in lying in front of Giyuu.

"I met Tsunade-sama there and asked her to check it out."

"What's the result?" Yiyong asked in a cold voice.

"It's a hereditary blood stain disease. Some members of the tribe have had it before, but few people have it so early."

Itachi rubbed his dry lips with his fingers and spat out a few more desperate words.

"Tsunade-sama has nothing to do. This disease is said to be an incurable terminal illness..."