"Is the Fireball Art?"

Uchiha Fugao glanced at the second son, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Father, my brother has always been very busy. Do you have time to guide me?"

Sasuke clenched his fists and gathered up courage, his face filled with hope when he asked.

“I’m very busy now.”

However, Uchiha Fugao hesitated for a moment but refused, and then his eyes moved from the second son to the eldest son.

"Take Sasuke out, and after you come back, you go to the study to find me. I have something to ask you."

"Yes, father." Itachi nodded and responded.

Immediately, he took Sasuke away from home.

Walking on the streets of the Uchiha tribe, Itachi couldn't help but fall into deep thoughts, wondering what his father was going to say to him, was it about the things within the tribe? If so, should I persuade him to correct the dangerous thoughts of his tribe?

He was so immersed in his mind that he didn't care at all about Sasuke's slightly resentful muttering.

After all, my younger brother is still a child and will complain about not getting the attention of his father. Of course, he can only tolerate himself, although he is not angry or even finds it interesting.

Sasuke soon discovered this situation, but his little thoughts made him feel a little ashamed, so he lowered his head and kicked the pebbles, and calmed down.

The two brothers kept quiet, and when they left the Uchiha tribe, the atmosphere seemed to become lively.

Of course, Sasuke didn't notice this, just as he didn't know the undercurrents within the clan, but Itachi was very sensitive to it, and he took back all his thoughts, and a hint of undetectable disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He had stepped onto the battlefield when he was young and had a height of thinking beyond his clan members. He was both disgusted and worried about the current situation in the clan. Even the place called the family made him feel depressed and uncomfortable.

"Huh!~"

Taking a deep breath, it seemed that there was a trace of light and vitality in Itachi's eyes.

“There are so many people in the meatball store.”

Before he entered the store, the noisy atmosphere came out. Sasuke pouted and walked in. When he saw that the store was indeed full of people.

"Guests please wait for a while, and the guests are neglected. A gift will be presented to the store later."

Seeing the two brothers entering the store, the diligent clerk wiped his sweat and hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

"Thank you." Itachi nodded politely.

The customer's good temper made the clerk relieved. His eyes swept towards the store, but found that there was no empty seat, and his expression couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"No need to worry, I saw an acquaintance."

Itachi's personality is more mature, and of course he can see the clerk's incompetence, and he happened to have seen an acquaintance.

It is actually closer to him than that. However, since he was named a genius, he has been given higher expectations by the Uchiha tribe members, and he also hopes to get the opportunity to change the status quo one day, so instead of being alienated from him without realizing it, now that he meets here again, I feel a special feeling surging under my chest.

"Acquaintance? Where is it?"

When Sasuke heard Itachi's words, he began to search in the store, and then paused on the girl with beautiful black hair.

"Brother, is it her?" Sasuke looked at Itachi and asked, "There is Uchiha's clan emblem on the clothes."

"Well, let's go over and say hello."

Itachi touched Sasuke's head and took him over.

The girl sitting alone in the corner eating meatballs was still showing off, and she missed the past and the boy who gradually faded away in time.

And at this moment, a familiar and unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and there seemed to be a slight joy in her plain tone, but it seemed to be just an illusion.

"Long time no see, fist."

The girl immediately looked up and looked in the sound. Memory and reality merged together, giving her a sense of trance that dreams turned into reality and only responded subconsciously.

"Long time no see, Itachi."

The young and young girls looked at each other and smiled, with inexplicable brilliance in their eyes, which was obviously different from before.

...

Sasuke is very serious in practicing today, but it is difficult to learn the Fireball Art, and his chakra is not enough to use this move. Of course, there is another important reason, that is, my brother only cares about chatting with friends, so he did not guide him seriously, so he did not learn it.

That's right, that's it!

I heard that my brother successfully learned the art of the fireball once, so he would never admit that his talent was worse than his brother.

So when he got home, no matter how his mother asked him, he did not say that his practice was not going well today, especially in front of his father with a serious expression.

However, because he exhausted chakra, his appetite was surprisingly good at dinner, and he actually ate two large bowls of rice in a row.

As night falls, when it is late at night, Itachi comes outside the study and is about to knock on the door.

"Come in."

Before he could knock it down, Uchiha Fugaku's voice came from inside.

"yes."

He responded, opened the door and walked in.

The lights in the study were dim and shining on Uchiha Fugao, and then casting the shadow onto the wall.

"Wait for me a while, you'll finish watching it." Uchiha Fugao said without raising his head.

Itachi didn't bother him when he heard this, but just waited silently, his eyes accidentally swept over the scroll scattered on the desk. The contents of the dots on it made his pupils shrink.

"Elder", "secret meeting", "signs" and "seen with your own eyes", such words came into his eyes, making him involuntarily think of the situation within the clan.

What my father was reading at this time was obviously a recent report on the situation in the clan. As a ninja who had entered the Anbu, he certainly knew that if he wanted to collect these, someone must have done it specifically. It was just that his father collected these, or more directly, what intentions and ideas did his father have to monitor the dynamics in the clan?

My thoughts surged in my heart, but the surface was still as calm as usual, waiting quietly for Fugaku to finish reading the scroll in his hand.

Uchiha Fugao quietly looked at the information in the scroll, without missing a word, but the more he looked at his brows, the tighter he frowned, and the more gloomy his eyes became.

The true powers of the clan were controlled by the Great Elder. Although he was the leader of Uchiha, even the second and third elders could point fingers at him. He only had the power to propose in major matters. As for whether to obey and absorb, it depends on the meaning of the Great Elder.

However, even so, he could still accept that after losing the election without any accident in the process of selecting the four generations in the past, his desire for power had been extinguished, but he never expected that the Great Elder would bypass him and plot against things.

As the patriarch of Uchiha, he did not have all the power, but he always took responsibility. Now the elder has bypassed him and led Uchiha to a dangerous road, and he finally got angry.
Chapter completed!