September 17, 61 Konoha
5 am
Fire Country
Heavy Dew
It was rare that Naruto Uzumaki did not wake up with his eyes open,
Instead, he was running with all his might. On his left and right were tall and rough tree trunks,
In front was Jonin Sensei Yamato,
Behind him was his teammate Sasuke. Behind Sasuke,
Behind him was an Anbu who had joined at the last minute,
An Anbu that Naruto had never seen before.
But why were they running and running like this? Naruto had already run until his back was sweating, but he still felt like he was dreaming. It was only eight hours ago,
He was still playing Landlord with his father,
Six hours ago, he was still hugging his frog pillow to sleep,
Why was he called out for an emergency mission by Kakashi with a creepy smile four hours ago? It was not because the sewer was blocked and the roof was leaking,
But because of the long-awaited field-level C mission. Yamato's team had to rush to the border station of the Fire Country and Water Country as soon as possible,
Report to the field captain, Chūdō Choji, and participate in the defense change.
The defense change was the most common mission in Konoha. It was not unusual to leave immediately after accepting the mission. But how could His Excellency Naruto, the leader of Four Generations, let the Force Of Human Column out of the village so easily! Even if he suddenly gave up the village, his father, who was just a wall away, should have come to personally explain to his son. In short, our young master Naruto could not help but slowly fall behind a little and give his teammate a look. "Sasuke, why is it that the more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong."
Sasuke ran two steps forward and ran side by side with Naruto, "During the mission,
Don't say anything. "
"But something is really wrong." Naruto blinked,
"We won't be tricked out of Konoha by someone,
Let's wait for an opportunity to kidnap them. "
"Crack." There was a crisp sound under Sasuke's feet,
A dry branch was broken into two pieces.
"What's wrong?" Yamato stopped.
"No, I'm fine." Naruto was a little nervous.
"It's me. I stepped on a dry branch." Sasuke seemed to be infected as well.
Yamato walked closer and saw that she was fine. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief. "Are you tired? Sorry, I forgot that you guys are just Genin. "
"Genin can't keep up with the speed of a Jonin." Naruto was unhappy when he heard Yamato's sigh of relief.
But Yamato ignored him. He waved to the dark department behind him. "Take a break and have breakfast."
"Yes, senior." The Dark Sect member quickly found a place to shelter from the wind, dug a hole, buried a pot, poured water, and lit a fire.
Naruto felt even more unhappy. "Didn't you say that we have to go there as soon as possible? We brought rations and soldier food pills."
"Emergency food. Don't use it unless it's an emergency." Yamato took out a water bottle and drank some water. "Otherwise, you'll really starve to death when you're at the end of the line."
"That is to say, this mission is not so urgent." Sasuke continued Naruto's words.
"If you can hurry, don't be late." Yamato absent-mindedly cracked his knuckles. "I can't let the two of you starve."
This time Sasuke also noticed that something was wrong. "Sensei, although I don't know what the specific mission at the border is, since the higher-ups assigned this task to us, they believe that we can do it. So even if you are a Jonin, please don't treat two official ninjas like this."
"Cough." Yamato realized that he had said something wrong, but he couldn't say it directly. Kakashi-senpai had dragged him out of bed in the middle of the night, and had told him in a serious tone that the two children were not allowed to leave and come back, not even a hair was allowed to fall! So Yamato decisively turned his head and went to breakfast. "Thank you for your hard work."
The strange Anbu didn't look up, but a muffled voice came from under the white cat mask. "Everyone, come and eat, it's ready."
Yamato put the lid of the kettle on the ground, trying to avoid the embarrassment just now.
Naruto and Sasuke had to follow him and sat on the ground, using the kettle lid as a bowl. Then they saw the gurgling breakfast in the pot — golden, curvy noodles, and colorful dried leaves floating on top of a light oil.
Naruto looked at Sasuke's thigh and pinched his face. It was painful, proving that he wasn't dreaming. But, "Why don't Ninjas eat rations or Soldier Food Pills? Why do they have to eat something like a cup of noodles?!"
"Because instant noodles are military food." Yamato took out the chopsticks, picked up the noodles, put them in the lid, and ate.
"But last time we went to the Wave country, we ate dry food all the way." Sasuke's eyes twitched, he had an impulse to open his Sharingan to break the genjutsu.
"Oh. That's because Kakashi -san doesn't like to eat cup noodles. " Yamato still calmly drank the soup, "You two eat quickly, and then we can hurry on. Since they are in such a hurry to change the guard, I guess they really need more people."
Sasuke's eyes were slightly red, and Naruto was ready to go. Naruto was still waiting for Sasuke to tell him that they were indeed in the genjutsu. But Naruto only heard a sentence from the strange Anbu, "I also brought canned luncheon meat here, Yamato -san and the two young masters, do you want to eat?"
"Yes." Yamato happily opened the can.
However, Naruto and Sasuke were even more paranoid in this picnic-like atmosphere.
This time, the good-tempered Yamato couldn't bear it, even the vigilance of the Genin was worth encouraging. "I say, what are you two arguing about? Every day, it's you who say that there's no problem in going to the field. Now that there's a suitable task, you're all numb? "
"But."
"No buts." Yamato's face became serious, "Genin Naruto Uzumaki and Uchiha Sasuke, either obey the order, or admit that the mission failed and go back to the village to accept punishment."
"Yes." Naruto and Sasuke could only suppress the doubts in their hearts and began to eat the noodles. As Naruto ate, he didn't think about it anymore. He loved this cup of noodles. Moreover, once he controlled his imagination, the essence of the fact was placed in front of Naruto. No matter what made his father suddenly change his mind, or what was wrong with the mission itself, it couldn't be stopped. The world gate that was closed because of the identity of the Force Of Human Column was once again opened for the lucky Naruto Uzumaki. Thinking about it made him a little excited.
The more Sasuke ate, the more uncomfortable he felt. Naruto's reminder was indeed very meaningful. In any case, this mission was full of doubts. In addition, recalling some details a few hours ago, he was disturbed by Yamato -sensei's frantic ringing of the doorbell. He seemed to be the only one at home at that time. Of course, it's not impossible for parents, older brother, and himself to be called to work in the middle of the night at the same time, but that means that something big has happened! Sasuke secretly observed Yamato, and pretended to inadvertently glance at the strange face that took off the mask and was eating noodles. He couldn't help but look back in the direction of Konoha. He felt that he should find an opportunity to exchange information with Naruto. He hoped that nothing really happened in Konoha.
However, even if the Sharingan can see Konoha 4 hours away, Konoha will still be peaceful and quiet.
5: 20 AM.
Konoha, Twilight
Smoke, Goshawk
West of Konoha Hospital, across a small pool of silt, in a bunker at the end of an ancient forest, there was a cold metal door. Open the door, avoid the fake passage, and go straight down the stairs, you will come to a crater-like cave. The cave is very deep, looking up, the sky is a little far away, looking around, there are steep cliffs around, and the ground below is flat, the area is about the same as two standard training fields, and it is indeed two training fields. It's a pity that the ninjas present are not doing morning exercises, but are on guard.
Anbu Minister Kakashi sighed, under the sporadic gaze of the ninjas, he walked uncomfortably to an elevator sunk into the cliff. The light flashed, the elevator door opened, and he stepped into the corridor that gave him a very familiar feeling. Like Naruto's building, the light in this corridor is also not turned on, and at the end of the corridor is an office, the light is also leaking through the gap of the door.
Kakashi silently approached the door, his hand hovering over the doorknob.
“
Enter. "The Hokage's voice was very alert.
Kakashi opened the door and saw his sensei sitting behind the desk, staring at his hand.
“
Is the result out? "But the first person to show interest in Kakashi's hand was a female voice.
Kakashi ignored Acting Minister of Security Mikoto, who leaned forward, and handed the folder to his sensei. But this seems to have angered the usually gentle woman.
"You all took my Fugaku and disemboweled him, I can't even see his autopsy report?" In Kakashi's ears, the woman's voice was still calm and gentle, but the chaotic Chakra and uncontrollable heartbeat that couldn't be suppressed already betrayed her.
"I'm just judging for you to see if the content is suitable for you to see, you know, disemboweling usually isn't that good." Naruto's voice was also calm, but Kakashi could still hear that his sensei was sleepy.
"Is there?" Mikoto turned around and reached out to Naruto.
"Yes." Naruto turned around and carefully tore the paper until there were no more photos of corpses in the report in his hand, then he put the folder on the desk. "An unknown element was found in Fugaku's body. That substance is absorbed by the human stomach, but it prevents oxygen from entering the blood circulation by destroying the activity of the alveolar fluid membrane. You guessed right, the ginseng tea suffocated him. "
"That's strange." Mikoto reached for the folder and flipped through it, "Why didn't you die after drinking it for several months? My Fugaku only drank one cup. Don't tell me he's allergic to ginseng, it's not like we can't afford to make soup. "
"Only the jar I gave him detected that substance."
"But you drank the tea."
"Not every tea is poisonous." Watergate lowered his head.
"Really? A loophole in the food safety sampling test? "Mikoto continued to flip through the report," It seems that the Security Department needs to arrange a test for you as soon as possible. "
“
It's just an accident, Mikoto. " Naruto reached out to stop his disciple who was about to speak, "And we haven't ruled out the possibility of a drug conflict."
Mikoto glanced at Kakashi who was behind Watergate, "You can't attribute it to an accident just because Kakashi got the tea from the Lord. Konoha has had too many accidents in the past two years."
"Think about it again. Besides the ointment for external use, what else does Fugaku usually use?" Watergate continued to guide, "Maybe he took it behind your back. It's common for ninjas with old injuries to secretly take something like painkillers and sleeping pills."
"My Fugaku is not that useless!" Mikoto glanced at Kakashi again, "Your guards must have searched my house. Why are you asking me if Fugaku came in contact with other drugs?"
"We're in a confidential situation now. How can we search your house so carefully?"
Mikoto didn't say anything.
Watergate knocked on his forehead, trying to dispel his fatigue, "If you have to say it like that, Mikoto Uchiha. Maybe I can tell you this. Everyone in Konoha knows that Uchiha Itachi is my personal guard captain. As long as I work in the office, he personally makes tea for me. Are you satisfied? "
"Bo Fung Watergate! Don't try to use my son as a scapegoat for your disciple. " Mikoto was instantly enraged. She stood up and breathed quickly, "Fugaku is dead. I'm dead. My husband doesn't even dare to cry. My two sons are sleeping in the house not far away. I didn't wake them up. I didn't inform anyone in Uchiha. I wasn't even afraid that you might gouge out Fugaku's eyes for experiments. I came to you directly. Why? "
"Because of trust." Naruto said firmly.
"No. Because I know that Uchiha's patriarch can't die the day after he took Naruto's tea leaves. Golden Flash won't allow Uchiha to have such an unclear handle on him. So, how will he solve this problem? I've never been stingy with speculating about Naruto — Bo Fung Watergate. Everyone says that you're a kind person like the Holy Father, and that you're here to save the world. But you and I both know that you're a bastard. You're vicious and merciless. Otherwise, you wouldn't be alive now. You're capable of doing anything! How can I trust a man who doesn't even have a wife?
”
Kakashi hurriedly stepped forward, but was stopped by Watergate.
"Fugaku's death was due to my negligence. I'm sorry. Rather than taking responsibility, we have to solve the problem first, don't we? I'm the last person in Konoha who has to kill Fugaku. With that damn Namikaze Minato's methods, if I want to kill your entire family, I have the ability to do it openly. But right now, I still need Fugaku to help me stabilize Uchiha. "
Mikoto was silent.
But Naruto didn't stop. "Fugaku is Uchiha's patriarch. He was the Minister of Defense for almost 20 years. It's normal for a high-ranking official to die like this to cause some trouble. But since I, Naruto, the leader of the Four Generations, is still alive and well, Konoha has nothing to worry about. But your Uchiha family is in danger. Konoha's development and policies have hurt Uchiha's interests. Fugaku's mind is clear and he cares about the big picture. He can tolerate it, and he has the ability to make your entire family tolerate it. But he can't stop the other people from being angry, can he? After all, Konoha can't expect everyone to sacrifice without asking for anything in return. To be honest, I can't do that myself. So, Fugaku's death, whether it was an accident or poisoning, or who wanted to kill who, you know very well that this is an opportunity for your clansmen who aren't clear-headed. But it's sad, but it's lucky for Konoha. If an arm can be saved, of course it should be saved. If it can't be saved, then it's acceptable to dig out a piece of flesh and break a bone to save one's life. "
Mikoto remained silent.
"Yes, it's just an arm. Of course, it's also respectable to rather die in glory than live in dishonor. But Mikoto -nee-san, as a mother, you're just like Fugaku, as a father. You don't want your two sons to die, right? "
Mikoto Uchiha finally raised her eyes.
Naruto looked at the female ninja's red eyes and finally relaxed. "As for Mikoto -nee-san, since you dared to bring Fugaku and come to this place alone, of course, you've already considered the current situation. This is Danzō -senpai's office, and the layout is similar to Naruto's building. Next to it is the lounge. Don't worry, Danzō -sama already cleaned up his personal belongings before he died. Now, all the daily necessities are new. Also, in order to prevent you from doing something harmful to yourself, the Shadow Guard will guarantee that you won't be out of their sight even if you have to wash up. But don't worry, they're all female ninja. But they're still young, so if they don't do something right, please forgive them. "
The female ninja, who had calmed down, thought for a moment, stood up, and walked to the lounge.
"Itachi, don't worry, I'll send him on a long trip, and he'll come back when things are settled." Naruto also stood up, and spoke faster and faster, "Sasuke will be with Naruto, and they'll always be together. You see, I won't let my son be in danger. And Fugaku, believe me, Konoha will give him a decent funeral and a fair evaluation. "
"I wish you all the best." The female ninja didn't look back, and gently closed the door of the lounge.
"Thank you." Naruto left the office, closed the door, and sighed.
"I'm sorry, sensei." In the dark corridor, Kakashi couldn't see his sensei's face, but he could feel that his sensei's breathing was a little heavy. "Go and rest."
"Okay." Naruto rubbed his forehead, "If you can hide it from Itachi, ask him to go on a mission. If he has any doubts, ask him to come to me directly. Also, clean up the room next to Naruto's, and tell Eero to be more vigilant. At dawn, ask Sasuke to stay here. Tell Yamato to tell him that Fugaku's old injury is acting up, and his mother wants to take care of his father, so she asked me to take care of him. If he asks, tell him that Fugaku doesn't want his son to see him in such a sorry state. Understand? "
"Okay." Kakashi nodded, and felt that his back was covered in cold sweat.
"Also, after all, there's a lot of noise tonight, and if anyone asks, tell them that it's an Anbu exercise."
"Ah, and …"
"Go to sleep, you can't open your eyes." Kakashi sighed, and watched Thor Naruto leave, and finally raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat. Only then did he take out his communicator, but he just couldn't press Yamato's number. He knew that the situation now was just like when he used Eero to release the news about the Force Of Human Column. Although his sensei would definitely be angry, and Naruto seemed to be in danger, Kakashi still made up his mind. After all, this wasn't a bad thing.
A crack in the door was easier to make one's heart beat faster than an open door.
…
September 17, Year 61, Konoha, the first day after Uchiha Fugaku's death.
* * * * *
My name is "Another World – Fugaku Transforms into Superman and Saves the World".
First of all, I would like to explain that my existence is due to Fugaku's vengeful spirit causing trouble in the author's background, which caused the author's background to twitch and pull out 15000 words from a 5000 word chapter. Because it's not an update, but a twitch during editing, it's not convenient to combine the content of the second chapter with the first chapter, and there are too many blank words, so the shameless Cold Joke Theater can no longer satisfy the needs. Therefore, I hereby urge the author to write another chapter without any responsibility.
Secondly, I would like to state that I was originally going to be a Children's Day gift on June 1st. However, due to some word-of-mouth reasons (My earliest post was about the wedding night of my parents and the first time of cockroaches), it became the following.
* * * * * *
Uchiha Fugaku died. He died on September 16, Year 61, Konoha, exactly one month after his 46th birthday.
Then, Uchiha Fugaku lived again. He lived until November 11, Year 48, Konoha.
Konoha's Year 61 has been jokingly called Single's Day by young ninjas, but in Konoha's Year 48, it's just the aftermath of the Kyuubi incident. Fugaku remembered very clearly that on the night of November 11, Watergate gathered Shikaku, Hiroyuki, and Hinata to have a meeting with him over dinner. But after a few bites of the meal, Watergate slapped his forehead in annoyance and left with half a plate of fried noodles, Thor, saying that he was going home to celebrate his cute son's one month old birthday. As a result, a good working meal turned into a boring debate about whether a child's one month old birthday should be counted from the day of birth or the day after.
But now, Uchiha Fugaku saw Bo Fung Watergate early in the morning. In front of the memorial tablet, his big white face was stiff, his body was covered with his Four Generations Naruto cloak, lying motionless in a thin black coffin, waiting for everyone to pay their respects to him so that he could be buried. Bo Fung Watergate died on October 10, Year 48 of Konoha, and it was only today that the village had the time to arrange a funeral for him.
A simple funeral that didn't seem like a funeral for Naruto.
Uchiha Fugaku looked at the solemn crowd and listened to the Third Generation's words of condolence. He felt like he was in a dream.
Ha, no one in Year 61 of Konoha expected that Bo Fung Watergate could really die just like that. That damned golden fox could really die in the hands of Nine Tails, just like everyone cursed. Fugaku felt like he should laugh three times and shout that the heavens were watching. But Fugaku didn't do anything, because in Year 48 of Konoha, he was just a pitiful person with facial paralysis.
"Tsk." Suddenly, the sound of shoes rubbing against the ground interrupted his thoughts.
Fugaku sighed in his heart. He didn't look down at his eldest son who was trying to stand on his tiptoes. Instead, he picked up Itachi so that he could see his uncle Naruto's face in the deep coffin.
Even if Uchiha Fugaku was in Year 61 of Konoha, he wouldn't be able to deceive him. He and Bo Fung Watergate were never friends. Everything was just a helpless compromise. But he always knew that his eldest son really admired the person in the coffin. Although this conclusion made him very unhappy. But children should like shiny things. They should like things like — My journey is the sea of stars, I want to be the Pirate King, my dream is to be a ghost like Naruto. No, when it comes to heroic spirit, if the hero who said these things looked better, then no matter whether it was a man or a woman, they would fall for it. And as a father, you mustn't stop them. The more you stop them, the less they will treat you as a father.
In short, as Fugaku thought about it, his thoughts ran away again. He thought that in a few years, Itachi would disregard his family's objections and insist on being the Anbu of the Four Generations. He thought that when Itachi was a little older, he would be ordered around by Bo Fung Watergate like a servant. Or, when he, as a father, died, he would completely — Fortunately, the golden retriever died early.
Unfortunately, in Year 61 of Konoha, he was the first to die.
Fugaku didn't want to know at all. Would Itachi in Konoha secretly cry when he attended his father's funeral in Year 61? No. Fugaku believed that his son shouldn't be so cowardly. Cough, maybe only his eldest son wasn't that cowardly? Anyway, whether he cried or not, he couldn't see.
However, it was better not to cry if he could help it. Ninjas really looked ugly when they cried.
Fugaku followed the crowd around the coffin and saw two acquaintances who cried very badly. Kakashi's mask was wet with snot, but he didn't know that Huo Xuanmen's faces were drooling. They didn't leave after seeing each other for the last time. Instead, they stood beside the coffin with a few other young people whose names he couldn't remember. Young Naruto's young guards would be responsible for filling the coffin later.
Oh, it's true. Fugaku wanted to complain to his heart's content like Konoha in Year 61, but in the end, he only whispered to his eldest son in his arms.
"Itachi, don't cry when your father dies. You are responsible for teaching Sasuke not to cry."
“
Yes, father. "
“
Yes. " Fugaku listened to his son's clear childish voice, and ignored his son's struggle to get off the ground. His heart was suddenly filled with pride. Since he was alive, he couldn't live again in vain. It was only the year 48 of Konoha, and there was no Minato holding him back. Many things could still be done in time. Wahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
But even after waiting for the winter snow to turn into mud and the spring flowers to bloom, Uchiha Fugaku still didn't do as he wanted. He didn't walk on the path that a reincarnated person should take — punching the Konoha Nursing Home, stepping on the Konoha Kindergarten, his domineering aura leaked out, and with a lot of loyal subordinates, he pulled down the annoying Naruto, and then unified the Shinobi World and even dominated the world.
Call your bananas and balas.
Why was it that after the death of Bo Fung Watergate, nothing in the world could develop according to the trajectory of history? What happened to historical inertia? Uchiha Fugaku expressed that he had already received the deep malice from the world. In short, he didn't have any Golden Fingers. He didn't have any Golden Fingers. He didn't have any Golden Fingers. He didn't have any Golden Fingers.
.....
But he had already been reborn, so how could he still want to die and go back? Oh, history! That was history created by humans. Only then would it be grand, glorious, and correct.
Fugaku silently counted with his fingers and shook off the cannon fodder that fell on his eyelashes. He was thinking about his life strategy after losing the ability to foresee the future.
The main mission was, of course, the great revival of Uchiha!
Fugaku slightly closed his eyes, and a magnificent opening scene of the RGB movie flashed through his mind. Konoha XX year, the three great ninja wars that had lasted for many years finally ended. Konoha once again protected the land of fire from being divided by other poor countries. However, the Naruto Senju Clan of Konoha finally lost their last male heir. And this regrettable accident directly announced the military power of the Fire Country. Konoha's power balance game of cooperation between the Uchiha and Senju Clans was on the verge of collapse. In its place, there will be an unstoppable Uchiha. But how could the other vested interests of the Fire Country spit out what they ate! The Land of Fire and the Hokage Clan will definitely do something, they will definitely do something. As the X Generation Patriarch of the Uchiha Clan, don't even think that a ninja has moral integrity. Ninja has no moral integrity, no moral integrity, no moral integrity, no moral integrity.
So, players, please work hard!
Yes, you can't judge a book by its cover. Naruto can't be measured. You should never believe that a ninja would have moral integrity and moral integrity. Fugaku felt the corner of his mouth twitching. He remembered that in the 48 year of Konoha, he was played by that damn Bo Fung Watergate! So many times he missed various wonderful opportunities, and in the end, even the police force of the garrison force was taken over by him, leaving only the internal security force!
I'm speechless in front of my ancestors ~ ~
Hopefully, I'll be able to have a good time when I cut my account and start over again.
But before that. Fugaku's eyes flashed red like Voldemort's, and he opened the side mission in his cerebellum.
Uchiha Fugaku's children will eventually become better father-obsessed boys than Uzumaki Naruto (a child-obsessed Nurturing History).
The subconscious mind of Fugaku, who had already changed his life goal to secretly die of old age and have a son to bury him in the same pit as his wife, silently ignored the words in the brackets and endlessly looked forward to a beautiful future.
But this pitiful man's subconscious expression was not beautiful at all.
“
Fugaku, is it from the third generation leader's side?? "
Uchiha Fugaku retracted the saliva at the corner of his mouth, looked at the half eaten egg fried rice in front of him, and then looked at his dear wife Mikoto Uchiha who made supper to welcome him home from work. Suddenly, he felt that the wooden stool under him instantly turned into a pile of firewood, and it quickly became hot.
“
If you encounter something difficult, don't force yourself. "
Fugaku raised his hand to interrupt Mikoto Uchiha's words. To be honest, he was tired of hearing this kind of words. No matter how many years he had been Konoha, he wanted to directly say to his wife who had been a housewife for a long time, "It's not that I look down on you, but the world of men is much more complicated than the palace dramas you watch every day. So if you can't help, don't make trouble." Of course, Fugaku, who had lived two lives, did not dare to really say that.
“
Fugaku, what's wrong with you today? "
Uchiha Fugaku heard his wife's stern voice, and felt that the chair was even hotter.
“
What's wrong? "
“
It's all that damn Bo Fung Watergate's fault. "
“
Uchiha Fugaku, I found that you've been a bit abnormal since Watergate's death. Were you stimulated? He's already dead. "
“
It's good that he died! " Fugaku drew small circles in his heart, and his hands also drew big circles, and hugged his dear wife in his arms.
“
I'll lend you a shoulder. Recently, the situation in Konoha is ambiguous, and the clan is panicking. I know you're under a lot of pressure, but if you have time, don't be in a daze. Think about Uchiha's future. "
"I was thinking about the future."
“
Oh, then why did you turn off the light. "
“
Mikoto, if you like to turn on the light, I don't mind. "
“
Are you possessed? I told you not to go to the memorial. "
“
I just feel that life is fickle and fragile. "
“
I thought you took the wrong medicine. "
“
I just don't want to regret it after I die. " Fugaku pulled Mikoto's hand and put it on his right shoulder. There was smooth and healthy skin wrapped around majestic and powerful muscles, and there were no scars or ointment.
“
Mikoto, seriously, what do you think a family's prosperity depends on? A powerful family head and unbreakable ninjutsu? No, no, in the end, it depends on people. "
“
So? "
"We have to work hard to make more people, so that we can have endless descendants!"
So another autumn came and went. Uchiha Fugaku, who worked hard, lost five pounds, lost eight packs and a beautiful mermaid line, and recovered his good figure in one fell swoop. However, Itachi and Sasuke didn't have a good younger brother.
"It seems that nothing can be forced. How about we turn off the light again and try to think of a beautiful girl in our hearts?"
Mikoto Uchiha, whose face was ruddy and who gained five pounds but didn't grow to her waist, ignored her husband's carelessness and directly pushed him out of the kitchen. "Since you want to be a super good father, don't stick to me all the time, go teach your son how to fight! A sense of crisis, a sense of crisis, in the world of ninjas, as a ninja with the surname Uchiha, please have a sense of crisis! "
"Yes, yes, yes, a sense of crisis." Fugaku looked innocently at the garbage bag in his hand. "But Itachi is already very strong. Although he is a genius, it's not good to spoil things by excessive enthusiasm. "
"Then go and pee Sasuke, it's almost time for him to pee." Mikoto slapped Fugaku's outstretched hand. "Don't touch me with the hand that takes out the garbage."
"Okay, okay." Fugaku had to carry the garbage bag that emitted a strange smell into the backyard.
"Dad." Itachi, who had adapted to his father's teasing from time to time, was changing Sasuke's diaper for his second son.
"You've worked hard, little Itachi."
"Were you kicked out of the kitchen by mom again?" Our young Itachi tried to ignore the new name his father gave him and continued to calmly change the diaper.
But how could the son refuse his father when he was having a fit? Fugaku threw the garbage bag into the trash can on the street, only to hear a bang, a home run. "Itachi."
"Yes."
"When I asked you if you wanted a younger brother, Itachi said yes, but ten months later, we have Sasuke."
"Yes, dad."
"Now, Daddy and Mommy want a daughter. Itachi, come and tell Daddy that you want a good little sister now, okay?"
"…"
"A little sister is also very good, she's definitely different from this little brat in your hand." Fugaku poked Sasuke's little belly. "Soft and fragrant. When she grows up, she'll be able to cook like your mom, wash your clothes, wash your shoes, and even sharpen your shurikens."
"Sounds good." The seven-year-old boy was easily bewitched after imagining it. "But dad, is a little sister really used to do those things?"
"Of course, she can also be used to marry someone." Fugaku stroked the stubble on his chin. "It's not bad if she marries a good man, but it's always the case that women don't like good men. Our Guru will definitely be a good girl, then the chances of her marrying a little brat will be much higher. Let me think, if your little sister is born next year, Konoha will only have a few well-matched couples. Ah, ah, none of them are good. "
"Dad, the head of the Four Generations has passed away for more than a year." Itachi sighed, he realized that his dad was really sentimental. "So even if she's your best friend, please restrain your grief."
"Who's friends with that golden fox?!" Fugaku exploded. "Besides, compared to caring about that, you and Sasuke need to grow up quickly. You need to be a big brother who can protect your cute little sister!"
Itachi placed Sasuke in the cradle and asked his dad seriously, "But where's my little sister?"
"Well, well …" Fugaku staggered a little as he jumped over the courtyard wall, stepped on a trash can, and walked to the street.
The streets of Konoha were still bleak. This made Fugaku, who was used to the hustle and bustle of Watergate, feel a little strange. Actually, thinking about it carefully, a blonde granddaughter was not bad.
Of course, it was not bad. The Golden Flash's granddaughter controlled the internal affairs of the entire Fire Country and half of the Land of the Wind. She was really a strong thigh. Although that guy was already dead, at least his son was left behind.
Compared to Watergate, a single Naruto Uzumaki was easier to control. Ah, haha, what was more eye-catching than having a son-in-law who was Nine Tails' Force Of Human Column?! Thinking of this, Fugaku wanted to howl at the sky. It was really difficult to have Nine Tails as a son-in-law.
Fugaku stroked his stubble. Watergate had been dead for a year, but he still hadn't seen Naruto. It seemed that the kid was very well protected. Not only was Nine Tails sensitive, but with the relationship between the third generation and Watergate, the orphan of the Fourth Generation also needed to be taken care of. But why would Uchiha Fugaku want to see his future son-in-law?
As the person in charge of Konoha's garrison. Thinking back to the past, no, in the future, he fought together with Watergate against Orochimaru for a long time. Thanks to Konoha's mysterious existence, he knows all the security loopholes in Konoha. So, if he went to see Watergate's little golden retriever, he shouldn't be discovered by those loyal to Watergate and be treated as a traitor.
4 (To be continued)
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
