This Uchiha Itachi is very lonely

In the cozy ward,

The Uchiha family of three is carefully paying attention to the new member who has just joined the small family.

Arturia did not disturb them, but stood by the window and watched the scene quietly.

As for Namikaze Minato, he has already left and went home to tell Kushina the good news.

"Is this Sasuke..."

bedside,

Itachi looked at the little baby in his father's hands, which was wrinkled, bald, and pink. He was blankly observing the surroundings...the little baby, whose originally expectant eyes were stunned.

To be honest, he was a little different from the brother he imagined.

He originally thought it would be fair, tender, small and exquisite.

But actually...it's a bit ugly.

"Itachi, you were like this when you were first born."

As if he had guessed what Itachi was thinking, Fugaku explained in a funny way, "Children are always like this when they are born. After a while, their skin color will slowly turn white and they will look much better."

Itachi nodded and shifted his gaze from his father to the baby again.

"Itachi, do you want a hug?"

On the hospital bed, Mikoto, who was lying down and resting, looked into his eyes and asked softly.

Hug...a hug?

Itachi put his palms on his pants and wiped them anxiously, "Let's forget it, little Sasuke looks too thin."

From what he could see, little Sasuke was probably as tall as his father's two hands.

It looks very small and fragile.

Recalling his strength to easily pull down the kitchen window a few hours ago, he didn't dare to touch this little guy.

Mikoto looked at the movements in Itachi's hands and clearly wanted to hug him, but she said no, and chuckled unconsciously.

It's very rare for a eldest son to be this anxious.

But soon, she encouraged, "If mother and father need to go out for something in the future, you will be needed to help take care of my brother at home."

"Yes, if your mother and I have matters to resolve, you are the only one in the family who can take care of Sasuke."

Fugaku also agreed with this, holding little Sasuke in his hands and pushing him in Itachi's direction, "Here, you give it a try."

"I……"

Itachi looked at the little baby in front of him with his dark eyes staring straight at him, and for a moment he actually forgot how his father got started.

The baby's eyes look dull, not as lively as others' eyes.

But it's not really stupid, but a kind of ignorance, with a lack of understanding of the world and of oneself.

Under this kind of gaze, Itachi's always excellent learning ability seemed to be lost in an instant.

"First of all, you have to hold the back of his head with your hands. When a baby is just born, his neck is not fully developed, so you have to support him with your hands..."

For Itachi who didn't know how to start, Fugaku smiled heartily and taught him bit by bit.

When it came to holding it, Itachi first felt the temperature of the baby, which was warm and warm.

Immediately afterwards, I felt the vulnerability of the little baby.

Just as Itachi imagined, both the skin and the bones were very delicate, just like a balloon that could be easily popped.

This made him extremely nervous just by touching her.

But soon, as he held little Sasuke in his palm and looked into his dark eyes, Itachi's originally nervous and uneasy mood actually calmed down involuntarily.

"Sasuke..."

Itachi called his name softly, his tone not as plain as before, but filled with infinite tenderness.

This is the brother he has been waiting for for nearly a year, named Uchiha Sasuke.

"Ouch!"

And after Itachi's murmur sounded, little Sasuke seemed to react to the name in his palm, and let out a cry.

It wasn't a cry, nor was it an unconscious whimper. He looked directly at himself, as if he really responded to his cry.

"It seems like Sasuke likes you very much."

Next to them, Mikoto and Fugaku watched this scene with tender faces.

"..."

Itachi didn't respond, just shook his arm gently, watching the petite and fragile baby in his hand slowly close his eyes and sleep...

…

Swish——

The clear sound of the sword striking the gun resounded in the inner battle space filled with water mist.

Qi and blood surged in the body, and substantial heat seeped out from every pore of Itachi's body, making him feel as if he was being swallowed by white mist.

In his hand, he waved a pitch-black spear, deftly blocking every attack from Artoria in front of him, and while resisting, he kept attacking her proactively.

Its strength and speed have not changed much from the first heart battle.

But when it comes to the use of skills, he is completely different from before.

Borrow force, release force, block, turn back, attack...

Today's Itachi's views on fighting are completely different from those before.

If we say that during his first heart-to-heart battle, he was just a rookie who had a treasure trove but didn't know how to dig into it.

So now, Itachi has become as flexible as a warrior who has experienced many battles, integrating the skills he has learned into the battle, and better displaying his own strength.

Whoosh whoosh——

The sharp arrows wrapped with wind-attribute chakra carried the shrill screams of the air, streaked across the white sky, and fell with heavy force like meteors.

"Ho--"

In the mist, Arturia let out a low drink when she heard the sound of breaking through the air.

He swung the long sword in his hand violently and split open the Itachi who was wielding the long spear in front of him with great force!

Then, she did not stop her offensive, her speed and strength increased several times in an instant, she approached Itachi's retreating figure with lightning speed, and chopped it off again!

boom--

The shadow clone turned into smoke and dispersed.

At this time, Arturia seemed to be unaffected by the mist blocking her vision, and nimbly dodged the arrows falling from the sky.

Boom boom boom——

Arrows with sharp arrowheads fell one by one and penetrated deeply into the ground!

However, before Artoria could take a breath, another figure suddenly appeared beside her in the mist, holding a huge ax like a crescent moon and slashing down!

But unfortunately, Itachi's continuous attacks never caused any trouble to Artoria.

She raised the long sword at will, holding the giant axe, and controlled the hilt with force-relieving skills.

The blade of the sword slid along the ax blade, and then thrust straight out, directly piercing Itachi who was holding the giant axe!

boom--

Another shadow clone.

"Today, your fighting spirit seems to be particularly high."

Taking a deep breath, Artoria held the sword in both hands and paid attention to all the movements in the mist.

In this mental battle space, Itachi can manifest all the weapons he knows in reality, whether they are swords, knives, guns, axes, bows and arrows, as long as he understands them in reality, they can be used as mental battle weapons.

content.

His original idea of ​​learning other weapons was realized in this inner battle space.

The shadow clone's methods combined with precise and superb physical skills made Arturia gradually become serious.