Late at night, Hokage Building.
A veteran smoker who loves hats finished his day's work.
He stretched and noticed a pinch of white hair by the window.
"Welcome back, Kakashi." His tired eyes relaxed slightly as he said softly, "Have you seen that child?"
Kakashi returned, and Konoha's strength grew by another point.
He didn't have to feel as stressed anymore.
"Um..."
Kakashi waved his hand but didn't elaborate on Naruto; instead, he mentioned another person.
"Do you know the child in charge of the Uchiha clan?"
"Oh? You mean Itachi? He's a smart child who understands the Will of Fire better than anyone in the village."
The Third Hokage knocked on the table, a rare expression of admiration in his eyes.
Itachi, he loved deeply.
Even among the Uchiha, he lacked the paranoia and stubbornness typically associated with them.
Instead, he was full of wisdom and calmness.
Seeing this, Kakashi shook his head and said, "No, I'm not talking about Itachi."
"Oh? You mean that child Sasuke? He's still small, but it seems he has some talent."
"It's Ember."
"Ember?" The Third Hokage looked slightly surprised. "That name sounds familiar..."
His mind raced, trying to recall where he had heard "Ember" before, but he struggled to bring it to the forefront of his memory.
After a few attempts, the Third Hokage finally remembered a face from four years ago.
He subconsciously said, "That boy... is there something wrong?"
"No, it's just... there are a lot of words." After hesitating for a moment, Kakashi took out a notebook he had recorded in.
It contained notes on what Ember had said.
However, the first page had been torn off.
It originally recorded the relationship between Naruto and Ember.
Kakashi had intended to show it to the Third Hokage, but perhaps it was Jin's endless mentions of the Fourth Hokage and his wife that had led him to think of their teachings and love.
"Actually, it would be nice if Naruto had an older brother to look after him."
Thinking this, he hid the relationship between the two.
He only offered a few vague comments before leaving.
Behind him, the Third Hokage gazed at the torn marks on the notebook.
He couldn't help but recall the childish boy from four years ago.
. . . . .
Wow.
Before the morning fog cleared, rustling movements came from the courtyard wall of the Uchiha mansion.
It seemed like a puppy was digging at the wall.
In fact, it was Sasuke, who stood on tiptoes and was paving the stolen blanket.
"Can sunbathing really make me stronger?"
"It should be possible. That guy said that the natural ability during sunlight combines with the body's chakra generation..."
He murmured, then peeked into the room.
After discovering no one was coming out, he learned how to lie on his back.
To imitate more closely, he even picked up a blade of grass.
The weird emphasis of humming and hanging.
Wow.
The wooden door opened, and as soon as Tomitake looked up, he saw his second son sitting at the door.
It was as if he were looking at something.
He was a little confused and said, "Jin, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, I'm watching a puppy digging at the wall."
"Puppy digging at the wall?" Fugaku was startled and suddenly looked a little nervous. "Which wall can be dug?!"
"Sasuke said that cherry blossoms are planted on the left side of this door, on the third side, near the wall."
Skipping.
Gump.
"My savings..." Fugaku's face turned pale.
Over the years, the money he kept hidden had always been a bit off, so he could only look outside.
He had just hidden under the courtyard wall, but he didn't expect...
"Damn it! Sasuke, this kid is getting more reckless!"
He snorted angrily, stepped on his clogs, and ran out.
After a while, Sasuke's miserable screams came from the courtyard wall.
A sad and pitiful scream.
Under the courtyard wall was, of course, the savings that Fugaku had worked so hard to hide.
At the same time, the wooden door inside the house was pushed open again.
Listening to the screams in his ears, Itachi sighed:
"Ember, why did you steal your father's money again? What did you do this time?"
At home, except for Fugaku, everyone knew it was Jin who took the money.
Almost every time.
Of course, the reasons were always different.
Sometimes it was to buy snacks, and Itachi had eaten some.
Other times, it was to pay someone to chat with him...
The reasons varied.
What about this time?
Itachi sat next to him, looking at his brother curiously.
"Oh, I just needed some money to buy fruit milk and send it to the war orphans."
"War orphans? Ember, you... have grown up."
Hearing this, Itachi's eyes gradually softened.
He subconsciously reached out, wanting to pinch his brother's little face.
Unfortunately, it was empty.
As Ember escaped, he grinned: "One dozen seven, today—"
Hearing this, Itachi quickly responded, almost instinctively:
"Don't worry, I'll protect you and Sasuke."
"I'll stand from the village's perspective and do my best to stop this battle."
"If anyone tries to take Shisui's eyes, I will kill them!"
At this point, he paused and couldn't help but ask:
"But why would anyone want to take Shisui's eyes?"
He was a little confused.
Shisui had become quite famous on the battlefield.
He was a hero!
Who would want to take the eyes of a hero?
Could it be that... it was the Mangekyō Sharingan that Shisui had just awakened not long ago?
Snap.
At that moment, Shisui suddenly flipped in from the yard next door.
The ends of his hair were still damp with dew, and he was wearing blue and black from staying up late.
"Weasel, Ember! You're both here! Good news for you! I developed a new ocular technique!"
His voice was not loud, but the corners of his mouth were close to his ears, clearly showing he was very happy.
Hearing this, Uchiha Ember's hand holding his cheek suddenly paused.
Through Shisui's excited pupils, he seemed to see a one-eyed old man grinning in the dark.
"I named it Betenjin!"
Shisui didn't notice his friend's sudden change of expression at all and continued,
"This ocular technique can modify others' will without being noticed, meaning it can last for a long time!"
"I discussed it in Naruto's office for an hour this morning, and Elder Danzo praised me as Uchiha's hope!"
As he spoke, the young man placed his hands on his hips, seeming to look up at the sky and laugh.
He was abruptly interrupted by someone.
"How many people did you tell?"
Itachi finally realized something was wrong and seemed to understand why Shisui's eyes would be targeted.
This kind of ocular technique, explained in every detail, could easily attract attention!
If it didn't catch someone's eye, who would?!
"Not many..."
Seeing this, Shisui counted on his fingers:
"Three generations, Naruto's advisors, Elder Danzo, Anbu staff, and Root's seal class..."
This...
In the end, Ember looked at the news of the potential fallout in front of him and glanced at the cheerful Shisui.
He shook his head and left.
Someone asked, where is Shisui?
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