Blacksmith starting from Naruto

At night, as the fireworks bloomed in the sky, the atmosphere reached a climax.

People looked up to the sky one by one, watching fireworks of different colors and shapes bloom in the sky, with smiles on their faces.

After that, the fireworks dwindled and people began to parade.

Adults and children wear masks and play in the bustling streets.

Lanterns, fireworks, masks

The cheers and laughter constituted this happy day.

Kuroyoshi and Naruto also mixed in the crowd to join in the fun.

Especially Naruto, holding two fire whips in his hand and igniting them, drew a circle of bonfires, attracting countless children to watch.

Kuroyoshi didn't like making noise, and stood watching from afar.

But thinking about Itachi.

He said yesterday that he would start acting today.

It is already night, the climax of the Spring Festival, and the time when people relax their vigilance the most.

If you want to act, there is only now.

Will he go well?

"Kurayoshi, we are throwing a circle over there, let's go and see!"

In the distance, Naruto's voice awakened Kuroyoshi.

He looked up and found that the fire whip in Naruto's hand had been burned out, and he was looking at a stall in front of him surrounded by many people.

During the Spring Festival, there are more booths for playing games.

"Okay, let's take a look!" Kuroyoshi nodded and followed Naruto.

No matter what he is doing, I just need to live my life well.

Unlike the bustle on the street, the Hokage Building is very quiet at this time.

New Year's Eve, the office staff and the ninja are on holiday, only one or two guards on duty are still there.

Of course, Sarutobi Hisaki was also there.

As Hokage, he has a lot to do.

In particular, the conflict between Uchiha and the village has deepened, making the already busy official duties even more onerous.

Although it was the Spring Festival, he had to stay in the Hokage Building to work overtime.

Under the light, Sarutobi Rizen was reviewing the documents.

Suddenly, the lights flickered, and when it returned to normal, there was already one more person in the office.

Dressed in Anbu costume, wearing a civet mask, kneeling halfway at the desk.

Sarutobi raised his head and shifted his gaze from the piece to the figure that suddenly appeared, and the wrinkles on his brows became more frowning.

"Itachi, what happened to me coming to see me at this time?"

Although he was wearing a mask and lowered his head, Sarutobi still recognized the identity of the dark part in front of him from his breath.

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As a double agent, he kept passing information in Uchiha and the village, and suddenly came to find himself during the Spring Festival holiday.

This gave Sarutobi a bad feeling in his heart.

Is it Uchiha?

In his thoughts, Itachi raised his head, and a pair of blood-red pupils had a hexagonal diamond shape spinning rapidly like snowflakes.

The surrounding environment suddenly becomes illusory, as if reality alternates with dreams.

Sarufei glanced left and right calmly, his face gradually becoming serious.

He put the piece in his hand back on the table, then took out his pipe to light it, took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out, his old face was covered with sadness.

"Itachi, do you know what it means to shoot Hokage?"

"Betrayed the village." Itachi replied without any emotion.

Sarutobi looked at Itachi, who was half-kneeling at the desk, his muddy eyes flickered slightly, Uchiha Itachi's growth process flipped in his mind, and his personality, character, pursuit, and beliefs emerged one by one.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath of cigarette, and then slowly exhaled, "I believe you will not betray the village."

"I didn't intend to betray the village."

No plan, that is, if it is necessary, do you not mind betrayal?

Sarutobi pondered Itachi's answer in his heart.

And Itachi looked at him openly and continued: "Monthly reading can pull the consciousness of others into a world constructed entirely by spirit. In this world, time and space are under my control, no matter how long it takes here. , There is only a moment outside, so it cannot be relieved by usual means."

"This kind of illusion, and the strange writing wheel eyes, Itachi" Sarufei looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes, this is a kaleidoscope writing round eyes." Itachi said in a low voice: "Shishui found me after being snatched one eye by Danzo. He entrusted the remaining eye to me, hoping that I could be peaceful. Solved the conflict between the family and the village, then jumped into the river in front of me and committed suicide.

Hearing Itachi mentioned Shisui, Sarutobi's mood became heavy.

He lowered his gaze, stared at the desk top, and sighed: "I'm sorry about the Shishui, but"

"I don't have any unusual thoughts. Except for Zhishui's sadness, I have been thinking about how to resolve the conflict between the family and the village." Itachi interrupted Sarutobi.

Although he knelt in front of Sarutobi, his gaze did not retreat in the slightest, "Zhishui's death awakened me with the same eyes as him. No, it should be a stronger eye, except for my unique pupil technique. , Also awakened the same pupil technique as him."

"Could it be that?" Sarufei looked at Itachi in shock, his old body trembling slightly.

"Yes, it's another god."

Itachi admitted it generously, although some facts were not what he said.

Sure enough!

Sarutobi's muddy eyes widened slightly.

Although he had such a suspicion when he heard Itachi mention it, but when he heard Itachi admit it, he couldn't help but breathe in cold air.