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Chapter 226 Itachi: I'm sober! I'm not crazy! Crazy! Crazy! (5,000 words chapter)

Author: Xinyuan

Chapter 226 Itachi: I'm sober! I'm not crazy! Crazy! Crazy! (5,000 words chapter)

He was tortured day and night, so much so that when he put on makeup to disguise himself, he subconsciously looked towards the facial features of his father, Uchiha Fugaku.

But he is much softer and more handsome, not as serious or fierce as Fugaku's face.

The final result is indeed handsome!

"Children should not talk to strangers casually when they go out. It is not safe!"

After a moment of silence, Itachi lowered his head and said to the little girl and her parents beside her.

"Haha! Don't worry!"

The little girl's father picked her up and said to Itachi carelessly,

"You don't look like a bad person at first glance!"

"Yeah?"

Itachi curved the corners of his mouth, showed a very forced smile, and laughed at himself,

“Those who are good-looking may not necessarily be good people!”

"Bad people don't say they are bad people,"

The father smiled heartily, looked at Itachi and asked,

"Have you not had a good rest recently? You look very tired, decadent, and mentally and physically exhausted?"

In the eyes of outsiders at this moment, Itachi is a gentle and handsome boy, as haggard and sick as the willows by the water and the cherry blossoms in late spring.

Full of a withered and fragile beauty.

"Yeah! I haven't slept for more than two weeks!"

Nodding, Itachi said sincerely,

This is true!

He didn't dare to sleep or face the eyes of his parents.

He always dreams when sleeping or napping. Fugaku and Mikoto in the dream are something he cannot face.

He would rather suffer like this day after day, day and night...

It’s nothing to go without sleep for one day, and it’s nothing to go without sleep for three days and three nights.

Even a ninja would basically be intolerable if he didn't sleep for a week. He would be so miserable that he would collapse in pain.

But to Itachi, such pain and suffering are nothing.

He has been forced to stay awake for more than two weeks,

Even if every day is more painful than the day before, he still plans to continue to persevere...

Maybe one day, he will successfully "evolve" the human "sleep gene"?

"What a joke! If you don't sleep for two weeks, you would have died a long time ago, right?"

The father held the child in his arms and almost doubled over with laughter. He just felt that the young man in front of him was so interesting.

He has a serious expression and tells jokes seriously, which is absurd and funny, and looks just like the real thing.

What kind of cold-faced smiler is this?!

“When I was working hard before, I often stayed up late and worked overtime.

The worst time was that I didn't sleep for two days and two nights. On the third day,

The whole person was confused and stupid, and the brain almost stopped working and functioning.

Completely refusing to think at all, his thinking and reason are about to collapse.

Afterwards, I rested for a week without doing anything, and then I finally recovered!"

The father sighed, introduced his tragic experience, and gave Itachi advice,

"Although you certainly can't go without sleep for more than two weeks, you definitely haven't had a good rest either.

Young people should not rely on their good health to stay up all night and not take breaks on time.

You will regret it when you get older in the future, and you will have to repay these debts when you get older in the future!"

Old? Too old?

No, I will definitely not survive that time!

Itachi smiled silently,

When he made up his mind to kill his tribesmen that night, he also made up his mind to "kill" himself.

I never thought about ending my life,

After that night, for the rest of the time, I just planned to live for my brother Sasuke.

Therefore, he wastes his life without hesitation and damages his body,

Keep healthy? Maintain your body?

Laughing to death, I have no intention of living long!

Killing the tribesmen for the sake of "peace and justice", and then "killing" myself who bears the sin of genocide,

Everything is borne by oneself,

Only his younger brother Sasuke is left with a clean world and future where all past fateful grudges have been cut off!

Uchiha Itachi, who went to the battlefield to kill people at the age of four, jumped off a cliff and attempted suicide at the age of seven, and has a serious self-destructive tendency.

Deeply intoxicated, indulged in the logical and self-consistent plan of my thirteen-year-old self, moved by my own will and consciousness, unable to extricate myself,

Even if I kill him a hundred times, it will not affect his heart at all.

My heart and my actions are as clear as a clear mirror, and everything I do is righteous!

...But unfortunately, fate played a big joke on him,

Such will and consciousness were completely shattered by the "truth of reality".

His father Fugaku forbears the plot to avenge his best friend the Fourth Hokage, the dirty true face of Sarutobi Hiruzen, the fact that the Third Hokage betrayed Konoha...a series of shocking reversals,

It turned Itachi's will and consciousness into a big joke.

Live like a complete clown!

A thirteen-year-old middle school boy who lives in his own world and refuses to wake up,

This time, I was completely awakened by the cruel and ruthless "reality".

My mentality was shattered, my will and consciousness were shattered...

In a daze, I almost forgot the passage of time,

Itachi, who was waiting in line, instinctively followed the others and came to the counter. It was finally his turn.

"Forty skewers of three-color meatballs! Sorry to bother you!"

Itachi came to his senses and said politely to the shopkeeper behind the counter.

"Forty skewers? It's too much for one person to eat. If you eat too many sweets, you'll get tired of them!"

The store owner was a little surprised and reminded him.

"It's okay, I like sweets!"

Itachi forced out a smile, thought for a moment, and then said,

"...Not for one person, but for two people!"

"That's good! Meatballs taste best when they are fresh. If possible, try not to leave any leftovers until the next day!"

The store owner kindly warned.

After waiting for a short while, the forty skewers of three-color meatballs were packed into two portions and handed to Itachi.

After paying the bill, Itachi took two portions of meatballs, turned around and walked through the crowd in front of the counter. When he was about to reach the entrance of the store,

After hesitating for a while, he did not leave directly. Instead, he sat on the guest seat near the door of the store and placed two portions of meatballs on the table, intending to eat them here.

One meatball was placed in front of him, and the other meatball was solemnly placed opposite him.

"Father, please try my favorite three-color meatballs!"

Facing the empty seat across the table, Itachi said seriously,

It was as if his father Fugaku was really sitting across from him!

...Although it had been more than two weeks since he had slept, Itachi still felt very awake.

He knew that there was no one across the table and that his father Fugaku was not here.

Just doing this will make him feel a little better!

"Father, I'll start first!"

After greeting the non-existent person opposite again seriously and sincerely,

Itachi lowered his head and picked up a bunch of three-color meatballs and put them into his mouth. He took down three balls at a time and chewed them in his mouth.

Very sweet!

If a normal person eats this way, it may be a bit sweet and greasy.

But Itachi only thought it was just right, or in other words, not sweet enough!

He ate the meatballs very quickly, one bite at a time, and he ate half of his portion in the blink of an eye.

"Father, the three-color meatballs are delicious!

Fortunately I bought forty skewers, otherwise it would definitely not be enough for two people!"

Raising his head and staring at the empty seat opposite, Itachi said seriously and happily,

"Forty skewers of meatballs, enough for two people to eat, just right!"

After a while, Itachi finished his portion of meatballs and asked in confusion:

"Father, why haven't you finished eating yet?

Are you worried that if you eat too many meatballs, you won’t be able to eat the food cooked by your mother when you get home, and you will be complained by your mother?”

A smile broke out on his face, and Itachi said happily:

"It just so happens that I'm not full yet, and I want to eat the three-color meatballs. Then, Father, this portion of yours,

I accepted it politely!

Great, saves time waiting in line again!”

With an embarrassed smile, Itachi tried hard to explain:

"I am still a thirteen-year-old child. Children like to eat sweets. Once they eat them, they can't control themselves.

It’s normal!

Father, please don’t laugh,

In fact, children all like to eat sweets, and so do I!”

While chatting and laughing with "Father", Itachi stood up, stretched out his hand, and reached across the table as usual.

During this period, during the torment day and night, he would often fantasize...if all the mistakes had not happened!

Unfortunately, there are no what-ifs in reality.

Itachi pressed his hand on the paper bag containing another portion of meatballs,

Another big hand quietly pressed on his hand,

“This meatball is mine!

If you still want to eat, go and queue up again and buy again!”

A familiar voice sounded in his ears,

Sluggish, dazed, and unbelievable, Itachi slowly raised his head,

Following the position of the connected arm of this hand, I saw the owner of this voice.

That was a person Itachi knew very well, a man who always appeared in his dreams.

A man who had praised him countless times as "worthy of being my son" was killed by him himself!

"Father!"

Itachi murmured, his expression numb, his breathing rapid, and his chest rising and falling violently,

Like weeping, like sadness, like joy, like despair,

Under the impact of violent mood swings, my brain, which had not slept for more than two weeks, seemed to have completely stopped thinking.

The world in front of me seems to be twisted, fluctuated, broken into countless pieces, and then glued together again.

The two scenes overlap and intertwine. In one world, there is his father Fugaku, and in the other world, there are still empty tables and chairs in front of him.

Itachi himself became unsure. His father Fugaku in front of him,

Does it really exist, or is it just an illusion of self-deception?

On the back of his hand, the temperature transmitted from his father Fugaku's palm was not the cold body of filthy earth, but the warm and elastic body, the body of a living person.

Reason told Itachi that this was impossible and must be an illusion.

But this illusion, this physical contact, and the scene before my eyes are all so real and concrete!

Itachi opened the Mangekyō Sharingan and looked at his father Fugaku, who calmly faced his gaze.

"It's not an illusion! It's not reincarnation!"

Talking to himself, Itachi's expression was complicated,

It's either fact or an illusion! These are the only two possibilities left!

"Father, have you come out of my dream?"

Itachi asked with a dull expression, as if he was falling into an endless hell.

...It turns out that the consequence of desperately insisting on not sleeping is that hallucinations come into reality.

You can't escape, you can't hide, the nightmare will always be with you, like a shadow!

"It's true to say that I came to reality from a dream!"

The wise man Fugaku felt a little disgusted. He gently picked up this "silly son"'s hand with two fingers and threw it casually to the side of the table.

He took out a bunch of three-color meatballs from his portion, bit off a ball slowly and calmly, and chewed it carefully in his mouth.

“Food in reality tastes the same as in dreams!

However, the meatballs do taste good!”

Fugaku commented, then squinted at Itachi,

"The meatballs are good! People are not good!"

As a wise man, Fugaku is really hard to understand.

How on earth did I give birth to such a thing?

Did you accidentally lose your brain when you were born?

Or is my clan leader so resourceful that he is jealous of me, and God is deliberately trying to trick me?

... specially arranged for a "Tai Fugaku Artifact" to be brought to my home to play "plot killing"?

You can’t afford it, right?

"I'm sorry, Father!"

Itachi lowered his head deeply,

Thousands of complex emotions were intertwined in his heart. He was so depressed that his chest was about to explode, but he couldn't say anything.

Because of my own stupidity, because of my own impulse, because of my own arrogance,

The big mistake has been made, what else can he say now?

Only at this time did Itachi truly understand that night,

My father smiled bitterly and said nothing, feeling like dying quietly under his own knife.

With such a stupid son, what can a father say?

...Why am I so stupid? If I am so stupid, what else can I say?

Regret, pain, despair,

Desperately stupid!

I am desperate, and so is my father...

"That's all! Just take care of yourself!"

Fugaku shook his head helplessly. This "big trumpet" was completely useless. Fortunately, he practiced the "small trumpet" well.

My son Sasuke has the ability to transcend destiny!

After eating the remaining two three-color meatballs in his hand one after another and savoring them carefully, Fugaku raised his head and looked at the sky.

Although it is daytime and obscured by sunlight, the vast galaxy is always there.

With such a vast world and endless bright starry sky, how can we limit our vision and goals to just a small planet?

...Isn't it a vain trip to this world? What's the difference between it and a wandering, unexplained beast?

If you don't even have the desire and curiosity to look up at the stars, how small and pitiful will a person's ambition be?

The universe is so big, I must go and see it. If I have the chance, I must go and see if the universe has boundaries and what the boundaries look like.

If the universe has a boundary, what would be the scene beyond the boundary...

After coming back to his senses, Fugaku dropped the remaining sticks in his hand and gave Itachi one last word,

"You must read more! People are just stupid. If you read more, you will be saved. You will not be easily deceived.

If you are too lazy to read, you will be completely hopeless and hopeless!"

"Father..."

Before Itachi could finish his sentence, Fugaku in front of him disappeared like a phantom.

Fugaku, who is in the "Golden Kingdom", canceled the generation of the "King's Army" and projected the "Puppet Spirit Body" in reality!

Raising his hand, he looked at the still empty tables and chairs across from the table.

Itachi was in a daze, with tears streaming down his face.

"...Is it really my imagination?

In reality, there are no what-ifs after all!”

Choking with sobs, Itachi was just like he always was during this time,

Take the three-color meatballs from the opposite side of the table and prepare to eat them.

Suddenly, his movements stopped and his pupils shrank instantly.

I saw a stick of three-color meatballs left over from Fugaku's meal on the table.

Itachi was stupid,

Can hallucinations and phantoms also eat three-color balls?

Who ate this string of three-color meatballs?

He held the stick and stood up suddenly. The chairs behind him were knocked down by him. He was so excited that he couldn't be more excited.

Itachi pounced on the people at another table next to him, holding up the sign in one hand and squeezing the shoulder of a strange middle-aged man tightly with the other hand.

He asked eagerly and worriedly:

"Did you just see that?

Did you see someone across from me? Did you see who ate this string of three-color meatballs?"

"Let go, let go! What a mess!

You are always alone at your table!"

The middle-aged man was in pain and slapped Itachi's palm angrily.

He stared at Itachi with the eyes of a neurotic or delusional person!

"impossible!

If I am the only one all the time, then who ate this string of three-color meatballs?"

Veins popped up on Itachi's forehead, and he roared hysterically. He hadn't slept for more than two weeks, and his eyes were bloodshot after staying up late.

Holding the sign that Fugaku had eaten in his hand, he waved it in front of the middle-aged man.

The soft and handsome face also looked ferocious and quite terrifying at this time.

...just like a severely delusional patient who just escaped from a mental hospital!

"There was indeed no one else at your table from the beginning to the end, you were the only one!"

Some of the middle-aged man’s companions spoke up, confirming the answer once again.

"Impossible! I don't believe it, you are all lying to me!

I have the leftover sign as evidence, how could you not see it!"

Itachi's emotions gradually got out of control, and his brain became drowsy after not sleeping for a long time.

Under the stimulation of extreme emotions, the world in front of him even appeared as a double image.

It seems like two overlapping worlds,

In a world where he is holding a sign in his hand,

In the other world, he has nothing in his hands and is holding up the air and saying this is a sign!

Shaking his head vigorously, the two worlds merged together, and the sign appeared in his hand.

Itachi's heart widened and he held it tightly, feeling the hardness and feel of the stick with his heart.

It’s like I just felt the warmth of my father Fugaku’s palm...

"Absolutely! It's impossible not to. I have evidence in my hand!"

Itachi strengthened his mind and murmured softly in his mouth!

Across the table, a girl raised her hand timidly and took the initiative to speak:

"I, I... saw you finish the portion of three-color meatballs in front of you, then run to the opposite position and eat a bunch of three-color meatballs,

He placed the leftover sign on the table opposite and ran back to his seat!"

As if struck by lightning, all of Itachi's movements and the expression on his face suddenly stopped.

He stared intently at the girl in front of him, unable to say a word.

Facing his despair and crazy eyes,

The girl panicked, almost crying, and explained nervously:

"I, I saw that you looked very handsome and good-looking, so I couldn't help but turn my head and keep peeking at you. I happened to see the whole process..."

Am I crazy?

Itachi twitched the corner of his mouth, wanting to laugh, but couldn't, and wanting to cry, but couldn't.

Father, father, did you really show up?

I can't tell the difference, I can't tell the difference!

Am I crazy, or is the world crazy?

"Customer, please calm down!"

At this time, a shopkeeper came out to maintain order. She was a middle-aged woman, who was too far away to dare to approach.

Cautiously reminded,

"We have called the Konoha Police Department and the Konoha Mental Hospital.

Don’t mess around!”

(End of chapter)