I, Giyuu Uchiha, am not hated!

The backyard of Yiyong's house.

The warm sun shines on the branches, and a group of crows are sunbathing with their eyes closed, with a hint of uncle's comfort in a hot spring on their faces.

But in the next second, they opened their blood-red eyes in unison, screamed loudly, and flew away from the tree branch where they were resting.

An angry scolding came from the Japanese-style room of the Uchiha clan leader's house.

"How could I have a son like you!"

Uchiha Fugaku was so angry that his lips were trembling.

Looking at the eldest son in front of him, how proud he had been when he said to Itachi, "He is indeed my son", and now he is so angry when he thinks about it.

The eldest son, who has been very precocious since he was a child, is now becoming more and more ignorant. He really cannot accept this kind of reverse growth.

Especially because Itachi finally returned home, he even took a day off from the police station to have a good chat with Itachi, but he heard something like this that made him unbelievable——

"Father, I don't want to be a ninja anymore."

This is as devastating as saying, "Father, I don't want this country anymore" when the heir who has worked hard to cultivate his whole life is said.

At this time, opposite Uchiha Fugaku, who was even more angry than usual, Itachi simply sat down and put his head directly on the tatami, with a posture of "I won't get up if you don't agree", without any explanation of the cause and effect. Why do you do this.

Uchiha Fugaku put his hand on his eyebrows and rubbed them hard.

Look at his three sons!

Sasuke seemed to have had too much sun every day, and his enthusiasm far exceeded the standards of the average Uchiha.

Yiyong, on the other hand, is born with a unique understanding of interpersonal relationships and makes one or two clan members cry in anger every day.

And Itachi, who has always had high hopes, insists on breaking away from his identity as a ninja!

Although the Uchiha clan leader is elected, it has been passed down in his lineage for three generations!

Can the next generation of patriarchs have to be handed over to others?

How could Fugaku not be angry when he thought of this? !

no!

He couldn't stay in the same space as Itachi anymore. If he was just an ordinary three-magatama sharingan, he would be turned into a kaleidoscope by this traitor today!

But let's go back to work. He didn't know how to explain it to the jounin in the guard.

At this moment, the gap in the paper door of the Japanese room caught his attention. Fugaku glared at him, and the figure who had been leaning against the door immediately stepped aside.

"Uchiha Sasuke! Come in here!"

Fugaku knew without even thinking that Giyuu could do such a thing, so he called his second son by his full name.

Zuosuke, who had been peeping outside the door, heard the sound and shook his fist fiercely at the air. His facial features were squeezed together in pain. He quickly dispersed the chakra gathered at his feet, intending to escape silently, and then pulled away tremblingly. paper door.

He first glanced at his brother, who was kneeling on the ground with his forehead on the ground, and then at his father, whose eyes were faintly red. He knew it was best not to cause any more trouble, so he quickly stood upright.

At this time, he couldn't care about his brother anymore, he just asked his father not to take his anger out on him.

"I didn't ask you yesterday, and you didn't take the initiative to tell me. Come on, tell me, what are your test scores this school year?"

"The actual performance is still the first in the grade."

Zuosuke rolled his eyes and said this.

"What about the written test?"

Fugaku was not happy at all. Sasuke's first place was obtained by his younger son and Infernal Anjuro without having to take the actual combat exam.

"……second."

Hearing what Zuosuke said, Itachi, who was kneeling on the ground, tilted his head in surprise.

"Who's number one?"

"Haru, Haruno Sakura."

"That ninja who was born a commoner?"

Fugaku's eyebrows raised, his dissatisfaction evident in his heart.

【Oops. 】

Zuosuke pursed his lips into a thin line and nodded slightly: "Yes."

"No wonder... no wonder... eavesdropping on such basic ninja activities, you can do it so crudely! How can you not be found out?!"

Speaking of eavesdropping, Fugaku rolled his eyes, and then said a little strangely: "No! In previous holidays, didn't you have to practice fire escape with the student named Purgatory Anjurou? Why are you still at home today?"

Sasuke's eyebrows suddenly drooped: "Giyu said, Anjuro is big... Anjuro will leave Konoha for a while, and he won't be able to train with me for a while."

"You have been training with him. How good is the fire escape now?"

When he mentioned this, Zuosuke smiled proudly, "Anyway, he's no worse than the clan members who just graduated. Anjuro is really good at teaching people!"

"Where's the volunteer?"

"He, he never practices fire escape."

Zuosuke only said the first half of the sentence, but kept the second half in his heart, "I guess it's not like I've never used it before, right?" 】

"Hmph, as an Uchiha, I am good at light body technique, but what's the use of having great strength!"

Fugaku breathed out, he finally found something to do and left here, and stood up in a flash.

"Go upstairs and inform Yiyong! Follow me to the lake outside the clan. I want to see what you have trained!"

"oh……"

Only then did Zuosuke realize that his father wanted to help them train, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"I'll call him right now!"

After saying that, Zuosuke left happily regardless of Itachi still kneeling there.

Fugaku put his hands into his sleeves, walked quickly to the door, and said the next sentence without looking back: "You can keep kneeling if you like. I don't agree. It won't work if the Hokage signs your resignation!"

After saying that, he walked to his room to change clothes.

upstairs.

When Zuosuke walked into his and Giyuu's room, the latter didn't even look back and was bent over the desk attentively.

"Yiyong, what are you doing?"

Zuosuke walked forward curiously and saw several colored pencils placed in Giyuu's hand. Yiyong, on the other hand, was holding another purple colored pencil and was carefully sketching the picture on the paper.

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Yiyong said two words concisely and concisely.

"draw."

"Why didn't I know you could draw..."

Zuosuke took two steps forward and rested his chin on Yiyong's shoulder, trying to see what he was describing.

As a result, Zuosuke only took one look, his eyes went straight, his face was ashen, and his body slowly backed away mechanically, like reversing a car.

It took him thirty seconds to regain his breath, and then he seemed to remember something and asked thoughtfully: "Is this the girl my mother said last night that you want to have a good communication with?"

"yes."

Yiyong finished drawing the blue-purple butterfly hairpin and replaced it with a white colored pencil to embellish the pattern on it.

Things like cooking, calligraphy, and painting that require concentration, Yiyong can do well without any talent. Therefore, he only uses the simplest tools, but the paintings are like photos, with various Every detail is taken care of, which is one of the reasons why Zuosuke was psychologically shocked.

When Sasuke heard Giyong's affirmative answer, his face turned pale, because he knew that Giyong wouldn't lie or was joking with him.

After his mother mentioned this matter yesterday, Zuosuke was so curious that he resisted asking questions all night. He just planned to find this person in the Ninja School after school started and inform his mother.

But Sasuke didn't expect that the girl Giyuu "liked" was actually from the Akimichi clan!

You’ll know it at a glance!

Although the girl's face is very beautiful, isn't it the round figure, the clan emblem on her clothes, and even the "butterfly" that represents "pig, deer, butterfly", all evidence? !

And that's definitely not a student in their school.

[No wonder, no wonder! 】

No wonder, except for Uzumaki Naruto, Giyuu is inseparable from the big fat guy from the Akimichi clan all day long. This is actually the reason!

Suddenly, Zuosuke felt that he understood everything!

[Yiyong’s aesthetics have also been distorted by the people around him! 】

But when he thought about the one in ten thousand possibility that the person in the painting would one day become his sister-in-law, Zuosuke became so anxious that he even forgot about what his father asked him to do.

【no! I have to correct my aesthetics! Let him know what true beauty is! 】

[The person in the painting must not be allowed to enter this home! Absolutely not! 】

After Zuosuke made up his mind, he crossed the corridor to Itachi's room, and then created a shadow clone - he could only create two at most at the moment.

"Stop talking, I understand!"

The clone patted the main body's shoulder with understanding, then turned into an adult, and said sincerely: "In order to make this family peaceful and peaceful in the future, and to prevent Yiyong from being laughed at, I will definitely give that magazine Bought for it!”

“Magazines are not enough!”

Zuosuke lowered his voice and reminded him very seriously: "Buy a book cover, wrap it for him, and then secretly put it in the corner of his bookshelf. Mom must not find it! Do you understand?"

The clone made an "OK" gesture, opened the window and jumped out.

Zuosuke looked at the clone going away and clenched his fist in front of his chest: "Giyu's future is entrusted to you!"

At this time, Fugaku's impatient voice came from downstairs.

"Zosuke, aren't you ready yet?!"

[Oops, why did you forget the important thing! 】

Sasuke shouted as he returned to the room: "Just come!"

Then he quickly said to Yiyong: "Yiyong! Hurry up, dad is going to the lake outside the clan to test the results of our fire escape training!"

When Yiyong heard this, he immediately put down the pen in his hand.

He was thinking about how to show that he was stronger than Itachi was when he was nine, so that he could leave the village alone.

Since his father has this plan, he can achieve his goal naturally as long as he satisfies his father.

[But, how much effort can you use to convince your father without being too exaggerated? 】

Yiyong became entangled.

"Oh! Why are you still standing there?"

When Giyuu turned around, Zuosuke had already put on a black high-collared short-sleeved shirt and shorts with a ninja bag wrapped around it.

Zuosuke thought for a few seconds and seemed to understand something. He looked at Yiyong with a smirk on his face: "Aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself in front of your father? It doesn't matter. I will definitely suppress myself and won't get too far ahead of you!" Just use all your strength!"

In more than three years, Giyuu has not used the Go Fire Ball even once, and Zuosuke is not even sure whether he can use it, so he is full of confidence in his performance today.

"Full strength?" Yiyong tilted his head.

The castle he melted last time was still vivid in his mind, and it was obviously not suitable.

"I am the elder brother, of course I will let you!"

Zuosuke punched Giyuu's chest with a happy smile on his face, but he decided in his heart that he not only had to perform 100%, but also 120%!

[This is my opportunity to feel proud and proud. I must cherish it and surpass the heroic ones. 】

"Hurry up! Dad is waiting impatiently! It's not too late to start painting when you come back. Let's go change clothes first!"

Jiyong could only leave the table.

He originally wanted to do what Na Yinluka taught in the psychological counseling class -

"Everyone remember that some rituals in life can help us deal with psychological stress.

"If you have anything you really want to forget, write it down, fold it into a paper boat, and let it float down the river! Especially if you have to forget it, you can also burn it with a fire, just like in the movie The heroine in it wants to forget her ex-boyfriend! This way, you will feel much more relaxed!"

This is why Yiyong wanted to draw that scene and ignite it again.

However, he hasn't finished painting yet.

"My clothes have been washed and are still hanging in the yard."

"Then go quickly, go quickly!"

Zuosuke's eyes lit up and he pushed Yiyong out of the room without any explanation.

Then, he walked to the table and helped Yiyong arrange the colored pencils neatly. Then with a fearful face, he closed his eyes and picked up the drawing paper, folded it and stuffed it into his own little book.

Zuosuke has already made a plan. He will show this piece of paper to his mother tonight so that she can quickly wake up and realize the seriousness of this crisis!

…

Twenty minutes later, the father and son arrived at the lakeside of the clan's training ground.

Uchiha Fugaku said to his two sons: "To test a person's mastery of the changes in the nature of fire chakra is nothing more than to look at the temperature and color of the flame. Today is the first holiday. Many children are lazy and resting. There is no one else around here. You guys Don’t be afraid of embarrassment, just do your best here and let me see if that Purgatory Xingjulang is really that good at teaching people!”

As he said that, he turned his head and glanced back and forth between his two sons, "Zosuke, you are the elder brother, you come first!"

"good!"

Sasuke has already accepted the memory brought about by the return of chakra when the clone is released.

The clone had already bought the book, wrapped it in a cover and placed it on Yiyong's bookshelf.

The replenished chakra made Zuosuke full of confidence.

"Dad, Yiyong, please step back!"

Sasuke was serious and waved his right hand menacingly, which made Fugaku want to laugh a little, but he still pulled Giyu aside with a straight face.

And Zuosuke stood on the lake shore, quickly forming seals with his hands——

"Zi, Chou, Xu, Wu, Shen, Hai, Yin!"

"This is!"

Fugaku's eyes suddenly widened.

Sure enough, his guess was correct. Zuo Zhu stepped on the ground violently, and he came into the air, puffing up his cheeks.

"Fire Escape: Fire is extinguished!"

It's actually a B-level ninjutsu!

Zuosuke opened his mouth, and orange-red flames surged out from his lips and quickly swelled into shape. Like a burning meteorite falling from the sky, it rumbled into the water and spread quickly, covering nearly forty people. Many square meters of range!

A large amount of white steam rose from the lake and poured into the air. In order to show off, Zuosuke exhausted all his chakra and fell from the air.

Fugaku jumped up with surprise in his eyes, caught Zuosuke, and praised happily before he even landed: "As expected of his son!"

But looking at Sasuke, whose lips were scorched but still smiling, Fugaku solemnly warned: "Sasuke, your chakra volume is not enough to use this technique perfectly. Instead of using a difficult fire escape, it is better to improve the high fire ball The temperature is a bargain!”

"knew!"

Zuosuke was extremely satisfied, and then looked at Giyu with a grin on his face, with a hint of invisible provocation: "It's your turn, Giyu!"

Fugaku remembered what Sasuke had said that Giyuu had never used Fire Release once, so he added: "Giyu, don't think so much, just do your best, just like Sasuke did just now."

[Like what Sasuke did just now? 】

Jiyong blinked to show that he understood.

It took him five seconds to adjust his breathing method to the breath of fire, and then turned his back to his father. While recalling the path of chakra in Zuosuke's body, he exerted a slight force on his feet and came into the air.

[Just use half of the chakra. 】

The next moment, Zuosuke saw a bright and blinding white light erupting from in front of Yiyong, and his eyes suddenly hurt.

Uchiha Fugaku noticed the grass that was ignited by the residual heat, and did not bother to observe Giyuu. He immediately picked up Zuosuke and moved away from the lake. However, while moving at high speed, he still felt the surging heat through the back of the Jonin vest. The air is chasing behind me!

"Rumble, rumble—"

The terrifying collision sound and the heat of a desert summer overwhelmed Zuosuke's brain. In addition, he couldn't see what was happening on the lake through his father's chest.

When he woke up, the entire training ground was like a hot spring bath. Except for the sharp "chi-" sound, he could see and hear nothing. Everything around him was surrounded by the steaming water vapor. .

At this time, his father's voice gave him a sense of security!

"Wind Escape·Big Breakthrough!"

A strong wind swept across, carrying the steam into the deep forest not far away and disappearing.

What first appeared in Zuosuke's eyes was the grass twenty meters away from the lake, but still ignited by the high temperature. Now the flames had been extinguished by the steam, leaving only scorched black marks on the ground.

Continuing to look inside, there is only the last few pools of water left at the bottom of the lake. Yiyong was squatting in the middle of the lake bottom and waved to them.

"here."

Fugaku didn't know what expression to make, so he led the sluggish Sasuke and jumped down from the lake bank more than four meters high, came to Giyuu's side, and then put Sasuke down.

"Dad, look."

Fugaku leaned down and looked along Giyong's fingertips. At the bottom of the lake, there was a stone slab with words engraved on it.

This is what it says.

“In the year xxx, the sun was scorching, the country was experiencing a severe drought, and the lakes were drying up.

"In future generations, if any farmers or fishermen see this monument, please feel free to cry, because famine is not far away."

Yiyong lowered his eyelids, "A lot of people must have died."

Uchiha Fugaku glanced at the environment of the training ground, and then carefully looked at the still unconscious youngest son, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

At this time, Zuosuke finally came to his senses.

He grabbed his father's wrist, tears welling up in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Dad! I want to learn Thunder Escape!"

Fugaku looked at the second son's unyielding expression, patted the back of his hand gently, and finally sighed.