Chapter 3

Chapter 3: People with no vision

The word Tuzu exploded in Itachi’s mind instantly, and Itachi’s pupils shrank slightly and his eyes widened.

Obviously he did not expect that such words would come from an ordinary civilian.

Most of the contradictory secrets between ninjas will not be revealed to ordinary civilians.

But Hatake Sosuke directly asked the end of the question with just a few words and a little bit of wind.

He doesn’t care what Itachi is now, and he doesn’t care what Itachi is doing now.

He just asked Itachi with the most extreme ending.

Although Itachi doesn’t want to face it very much, but think about it, the worst solution is that.

Hokage orders, butcher.

To disobey is to stand on Uchiha’s side.

The Tuzu stood on the side of the village.

Is he also asking which team he is on?

There was a stormy wave in Itachi’s heart for a time.

“Can you analyze so much with just a few words from me?”

Itachi put down the dumpling in his hand and took a deep breath.

“Sometimes I think it might be a loss to the village if you only become a civilian teacher.”

Hatake Sosuke nodded without hesitation and said:

“Oh, yes, you are very discerning.”

“What’s a loss without him? Let him come is one more to die.”

A cold voice came from the two of them.

The black mask covered half of the boy’s small face tightly, and the same messy silver hair on his head.

The young man with only one dead fish eye looked at the two of them, frowning as if he could trap a fly.

Although it is in the same growth period, Kakashi is obviously one size smaller than Sosuke.

“Ah, Kakashi-senpai.”

Itachi obviously didn’t expect to meet Kakashi near here, and for a while, he couldn’t react to it and looked around.

He remembered that the relationship between the brothers seemed rather cold, and Kakashi didn’t take the initiative to come over too often.

Hatake lowered his face bitterly, shrugged at Itachi and pointed his thumb at Kakashi next to him.

“Ah, people like this are the ones with bad eyesight.”

Kakashi was obviously too lazy to talk to him. He was exhausted after a day’s mission, and he didn’t even bother to talk to Sosuke anymore.

He just stretched out his hand to Sosuke reluctantly.



“Give me the laundry list. I’m going to get the clothes.”

“I’ve looked for it at home, no.”

Sosuke raised his eyebrows and flicked it in his hand pocket.

He drew out a crumpled receipt and shook it in front of Kakashi.

Kakashi took the receipt and didn’t wait for the two to say anything.

He leapt up lightly, stepped on the nearby eaves wall, and ran away quickly.

Itachi looked at Kakashi’s back in a daze. Kakashi usually runs so fast only on urgent missions.

Itachi and Sosuke are friends, and Kakashi are colleagues. These two people are usually good people.

Although I had heard about the disparity between the two brothers, I didn’t expect to see each other like ice, and it was so bad.

Obviously he is still a brother.

“This is puberty.”

Hatake Sosuke nodded clearly, apparently used to this way of getting along with Kakashi.

“Your relationship is so bad, is it because of Uncle Shuomao?”

Itachi thinks about it, so that his brothers will not only be independent of each other after his father’s death, but also treat them like strangers.

It must be related to their father, Konoha’s White Fang who committed suicide.

“It’s almost like that.”

“After all, he has always been brooding about the fact that I didn’t stop my dad from committing suicide until now.”

Hatake Sosuke looked indifferent, putting his hands behind his head.

In fact, it wasn’t that he didn’t stop, but that there was no way to stop it.

Hatake Sosuke lowered his eyes, lost in thought.

At that time, Hatake Sosuke and Kakashi were only six or seven years old.

Because the sky was overcast that day, it seemed to rain at any time.

Since his father came back from the task, he has been depressed day by day, and he may not be able to remember the things of putting away his clothes.

Sosuke was no better at learning than Kakashi, so he said hello to skip class and ran home.

Maybe it would be nice if I didn’t go back.

He thought so at the time.

Before he ran into the house, he was taken captive by the roots.

Those people were wearing masks of the same size, and Sosuke was in the darkness, unable to tell who they were.

He was in a panic, his mouth was covered and his eyes were blindfolded.

“I hope you can understand what Master Danzo means, after all, we don’t want to do this kind of thing.”

“You also don’t want to embarrass Master Hokage?”

“Your children will be well taken care of, please rest assured.”

Without a trace of emotion, along with the distant thunder in the rainy night, Hatake Sosuke’s heart beats like a drum.

He desperately shook his head on the ground, trying to rub off the cloth covering his eyes.

However, the moment he rubbed the blindfold off, Hatake Sakumo’s voice rang.

“I see.”

The dazzling lightning instantly illuminated the entire room, and in the thunder, Hatake Sosuke stared at the group of masked people.

“It’s very troublesome to be seen by this kid, anyway, White Fang is dead, let’s deal with him together.”

“Isn’t there another genius named Kakashi? Keeping that one is enough.”

The masked man lit a cigarette.

Hatake Sosuke actually died that rainy night with White Fang.

And the substitutions were naturally changed after his death.

It was at that time that he completely became an ordinary civilian who used the Gojo Satoru template without Chakra.

Gojo Satoru’s reversal technique barely healed his wound and resurrected Sosuke.

But for Hatake Sakumo, he has no skills in Revolving Heaven. .

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