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The bright moon is high and the stars are dim.

Even though his words were broken, Shisui still didn't see the clan leader.

In the silent night, Shisui dragged his tired body home, full of sadness and grievance.

For the sake of his family, he gave up his stable life and the position he had obtained. After going through life and death, he finally achieved results. However, his clan members did not understand him, and the clan leader did not even see him.

There were dim lights on both sides of the road, but he was the only one walking alone along the way.

Soon, Shisui finally found the new house in the letter.

Like the old house before, the location is still a bit remote, but unlike the old house, there are three families surrounding the new house.

The new house and the three neighboring houses were all brightly lit, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime.

Seeing the bright new house, Zhishui's cold heart suddenly felt warmer.

"Boom! Boom!"

Qingkong, who was practicing fetal breathing in the bedroom, heard a knock on the door and was surprised and stopped practicing.

Going downstairs and opening the door, Aozora saw the haggard Shisui.

"Ah ha——, yo~, bro, welcome home!"

Qingzora was surprised at first, and then he was ready to mock Shisui as usual. Then he saw his tired look and finally stopped talking.

Hearing this, Shisui was surprised at first, and then smiled happily, his eyes curved into crescent moons, and his eyes showed relief.

Seeing him like this, Qingkong couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking he was a child!

Turning around and walking into the house, Qingkong said casually: "You didn't tell me in advance that you were coming back!"

After sitting down in the living room, Qingkong asked, "Are you hungry?"

After asking, Qingkong looked at the dust on his clothes, shook his head and said, "It's late at night, and there's nothing to eat! Wait, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles!"

After saying that, Aozora walked towards the kitchen, and Shisui walked in after a while.

Holding the sword, eager to try.

"Don't!" Qingkong stopped him quickly, "Your knife was used to cut people a few days ago. There might be germs on it!"

Seeing Shisui's eyes dimming a little, Qingkong said helplessly: "Do you know how to use a kitchen knife?"

Zhisui nodded repeatedly and did some tricks with the kitchen knife.

"Cut some beef slices, not too thin!"

Soon, the two brothers worked together to prepare two large bowls of beef noodles. It's better to say it's a bowl than a small basin. There seems to be a small mountain piled up in the big bowl. There are red and green, the red ones are peppers, the green ones are coriander, and there are also full of noodles, brown beef soup, and Beef slices piled high with broth.

Why make two bowls? You must have someone to accompany you to eat well, not to mention Qingkong's passive attitude of "not getting fat no matter what you eat".

Shisui couldn't wait to put it on the table and couldn't wait to take a sip of the steaming steam from the beef noodles.

The hot air hit his nose, and Shisui immediately felt the salty aroma of the soup, the aroma of the noodles, the freshness of the beef, the fragrance of the vegetable leaves...

"Brother, you are a great chef!"

"Chef? Shouldn't he be the God of Cooking?"

"Yes, it's the God of Cooking!"

"..."

After arguing for a while, the two of them went to the restaurant and sat down with their noodles.

Shisui clasped his hands together, held the chopsticks between his thumbs, and said excitedly: "I'm going to start!"

Qingkong also said: "Let's move! Let's move!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them opened their mouths like a competition to destroy the delicious food.

Although the two large bowls of beef noodles were well prepared, they could not withstand the powerful digestion power of the two rice buckets, and they were completely wiped out in three to five minutes.

In the end, Shisui drank up the soup first and won.

After eating and drinking enough, the brothers lay comfortably on the ground holding their stomachs, just like six months ago.

It's just that Shisui had something on his mind at this time and didn't take the initiative to raise the topic again.

However, after all, there are two people in the party, and someone will always speak first.

"Brother, you have something on your mind!"

Qingzora discovered that Shisui had something on his mind when he entered.

In the past, when Shisui came home, he pretended to be very good, burying all his grievances, fatigue, and sadness deep in his heart, and keeping his gentle smile to himself.

But today, Shisui didn't seem to have much energy to pretend anymore. Emotions such as depression, disappointment, exhaustion, and grievance were constantly overflowing from his body!

Seeing how miserable he was, Qingkong was embarrassed to speak harshly!

When Zhisui heard Qingkong's words, he looked back at Qingkong in surprise, and then smiled bitterly.

After a while, he forced out a gentle smile and said: "It's okay, it's just that there is a difficult task!"

Qingkong turned away speechlessly.

Looking at the ceiling, Qingkong asked: "Brother, do you still remember the first words I said to you on the day of graduation?"

Zhisui thought about it for a moment and smiled: "Remember, you said you are already a person in charge!"

Hearing the pride and joy in Shisui's words, Qingkong couldn't help it anymore, sat up and said seriously: "Uchiha Shisui, don't act like an old father!"

Shisui felt his brother's anger and quickly sat up, nodding seriously to admit his mistake.

Seeing this, Qingkong became even more angry. He was still treating himself as a child!

"breathe--"

Anger doesn't help solve problems!

"breathe--"

Mastering your emotions is a sign of maturity!

"..."

After taking several deep breaths, Qingkong finally calmed down.

Seeing this, Zhisui's face became much more serious, and his eyes became more serious.

Qingzora knew that if he could not change his image of a "child" in Shisui's heart, then nothing he could say could affect his thoughts.

After pondering for a moment, Aozora said calmly: "I was promoted to chuunin two months ago!"

Zhisui said happily: "You said in your letter, I didn't expect you to have such a high ninja talent!"

Qingzora continued: "After being promoted to chuunin, I accepted the clan leader's invitation and became the clan leader's assistant!"

Zhisui nodded: "It seems that the clan leader has high expectations for you!"

Qingkong's voice remained calm: "I have killed at least four jounin so far, all alone!"

Shisui didn't reply immediately.

Jonin is the most elite ninja in every ninja village, and his strength and wisdom far exceed that of ordinary ninjas. There are situations where special superiors and chunin are attacked and killed by lower level ninjas, but jounin definitely does not.

One on one, only a Jonin can kill a Jonin.

The two sat opposite each other, with almost the same height.

Shisui had to admit that his brother had really grown up a lot.

He said seriously: "Qingkong, you are really strong!"

No longer talent, no mention of expectations, Aozong's strength alone was enough to impress him.

There was finally a smile on Qingkong's face, and he continued to pursue the victory: "Duanzang secretly colluded with the rebels to murder the villagers, and I was the one who found out and testified against him!"

When Zhisui heard this, there was a look of surprise in his eyes: "You... are so smart!"

Because the matter was too complicated, Qingzora was too lazy to write a long letter to Shisui, so he didn't know the details.

"I took back Uchiha's lost right to patrol and defend!"

"..."

"I proposed that Uchiha recruit non-Uchiha ninjas into the police department, and it was passed!"

"..."

Listening to all the achievements Aozora had made in just six months, Shisui fell silent.

He was confident that his younger brother was not as strong as him now, but what Qingkong did shocked him to the extreme.

At this time, he discovered that his younger brother also saw the family's crisis.

But unlike him, Qingzora took another path.

Zhishui had mixed feelings in his heart.

I have been walking this road for six years, and after a lot of hardships, I am finally coming to an end.

My younger brother has only been on his journey for six months, but he has already seen the light of day.

What is the end of your own road?

Is it really a bright future?

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