Konoha forty-nine years.

Itachi, who had just finished school, walked quietly on the road.

He didn't intend to go home directly, but wanted to go to the grove to practice for a while.

Although he has become the chief student of the first year ninja class.

But my father's expectations were far more than that.

He needs to work harder.

In fact.

He's already going to school with Shadow Clone tomorrow.

In this way, more time can be reserved for practice.

Go into the woods.

Come to the place where you practice on weekdays.

Itachi put down his schoolbag and took out several shurikens from it.

There are targets that he has arranged in advance on the surrounding trees, and the positions are not so well-regulated.

Some hang in the leaves, some can only be seen halfway due to the line of sight, and some are even behind trees.

Yes.

Conventional shuriken practice can no longer satisfy him.

And Itachi also knew that his upper limit was more than that.

whoosh whoosh—

Taking a deep breath, several shurikens came out of his hands.

After drawing a few graceful arcs, it precisely landed on the bull's-eye.

Itachi frowned.

"There is one, didn't you win..."

Out of nine shots, eight hits, and all of them hit the bull's-eye.

But Itachi wasn't satisfied.

A target that is not hit is equivalent to a surviving enemy.

On the battlefield, it is self-evident what an enemy who can survive after his own shot means.

"The control of strength needs to be strengthened."

Itachi quickly summed up the reason, short body, and after a few vertical jumps, he came to the target that slipped through the net.

Located in the middle of a thick tree, about five or six meters high, it is extremely hidden.

Itachi stared at the target for a while, and began to calculate the strength of the next shot in his mind.

"call!"

"call!"

"call!"

At this time, from not far away, there were rhythmic breathing sounds mixed with the sound of breaking wind, which attracted Itachi's attention.

Itachi, who practiced frequently, quickly discerned the situation.

Some people are also practicing near here.

But it's not practicing shuriken, but kendo or something.

A hint of doubt flashed across Itachi's eyes.

This forest belongs to Uchiha.

But there are many training grounds of the Uchiha clan, so few people come to practice in this forest on weekdays.

He wanted to be clean, and it was also a preparation for the body training of the clone in the future.

I didn't expect that there were other people here.

This made Itachi a little curious.

"Let's say hello."

After hesitating for a moment, Itachi still made a decision.

Although it might be rude to do so.

But considering his future practice, he felt that it was necessary to understand it.

After all, the word intelligence is also included in the subject of ninja practice.

Follow the sound.

Itachi's young figure flickered a few times, and soon arrived at the destination.

He didn't show up directly.

Instead, he hid among the leaves and looked at it quietly first.

He guessed right.

It is true that some people are practicing the way of swordsmanship, and it is the most basic chopping.

But...it's a girl.

He was also five or six years old, wearing a long skirt, with long hair tied into a clean ponytail, which would dance with the wind every time he swung his sword.

Itachi's eyes lingered on the disheveled hair unconsciously for a moment.

But soon, his eyes fell on the knife in the girl's hand again.

It can be seen that the girl is a novice.

However, the girl did not use the wooden sword for novices.

It was a long knife with an extremely simple shape, but with a three-point elegance.

This made Itachi a little curious.

"It's probably someone who doesn't want to disappoint the elders..."

Itachi sighed silently.

He knew this feeling all too well.

His father's expectations were like a mountain, which while motivating him to move forward, also put him under great pressure.

If he wanted to achieve his father's approval, it would definitely be impossible to do it through ordinary cultivation.

Therefore, he chose such a sparsely populated grove to carry out high-intensity training that shouldn't be at this age.

"who is it?!"

Sudden.

The girl who was trying to swing the sword seemed to have noticed something, but suddenly looked in the direction where Itachi was hiding.

Itachi, with mixed feelings in his heart, was startled.

Are you so perceptive?

However, he never panicked.

Instead, he jumped down from the tree generously.

"Hello, my name is Uchiha Itachi, and I happen to be practicing near here."

"I'm sorry to bother you."

Itachi was very sincere.

It is indeed his fault to disturb other people's practice.

However, he also took this opportunity to see the girl's face clearly.

Red lips, white teeth, and willow brows are slightly erected, with doubts in the guard, but there is no nervousness at all.

On the contrary, the look in his eyes gradually became weird.

"You...are Uchiha Itachi?"

The girl asked with a frown.

The voice is very ethereal, different from the crispness of ordinary girls, but it has a special taste.

Itachi nodded quickly, "Yes."

"Do you know me?"

The girl frowned.

He didn't answer directly, but he uttered a four-character motto that Itachi couldn't comprehend in his entire life.

"Grass mud horse..."

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