Uchiha Clan.
"Brother, can you teach me Shuriken today?" Sasuke walked over and sat next to Itachi.
Itachi glanced at him: "What's wrong? You seem unhappy."
"Because I was defeated by a classmate."
Sasuke pouted, his eyes occasionally glancing at Itachi, afraid that his brother would say he was too useless.
Itachi merely smiled at his words: "Winning and losing are only temporary. You still have a long way to go.
Since a classmate can defeat you, it means you can still work harder.
Having someone to chase after can also make you stronger faster."
It was unexpected that someone's talent surpassed Sasuke's, but Itachi didn't dwell on it, because he truly thought as he said.
Just like he chased after Shisui.
"No way! The only one I will ever chase after is big brother. I'll work even harder,
and then defeat him."
His brother wasn't disappointed, Sasuke said confidently.
"Isn't that a good way to think? But I have a mission later, so I don't have time to practice with you.
You can practice by yourself, following what I usually teach you."
Itachi flicked his forehead and smiled.
Then he stood up and disappeared from Sasuke's sight.
"Busy, busy, busy, all day long, only knowing how to be busy.
Father is, and so is big brother…"
Sasuke pouted, disheartened as he watched his brother disappear.
Then his fighting spirit reignited.
He went to the Uchiha Clan's training ground, placed his brother's action figure on a large rock nearby, and watched it.
"Little brother, I'm not doing missions today. I'll practice Shuriken with you for a while."
He channelled Chakra, activating the action figure's ability, and the little Itachi action figure slowly spoke.
Sasuke, seeing this with a smile, began his Shuriken practice.
Even if his brother wasn't by his side, he had company.
Even if it was fake.
"Alright, today I'll master what big brother taught me, then surpass Kiba and defeat him."
Whoosh! Whoosh!
...
Under the setting sun.
"Will you also use your Other Heavenly Gods on me?"
"I..."
"I'll take your Sharingan."
"It's just a regular genjutsu, you'll wake up soon."
Shisui used genjutsu to immobilise Danzo, then turned and walked away.
Suddenly.
Danzo punched Shisui in the stomach, then raised and pulled with his left hand.
Bang! Bang!
At the crucial moment, at the instant his eyes felt a sharp pain, he retreated.
"This Sharingan will replace my eye...
"Give me the remaining one as well."
Swish, swish, swish!
A group of Root members appeared.
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique."
...
On the Naka River cliff.
"I'll leave this to you. I will use my life to delay the conflict between the clan and the Village.
From now on, the conflict between the clan and the Village will be up to you.
Don't try to save me. My mind is made up."
Shisui entrusted everything to Itachi, then leapt down. His hollow eyes and the relieved smile on his lips showed his determination.
And Itachi, watching this scene, a stream of tears flowed down. His three-tomoe Sharingan slowly transformed into the shape of a triangular pinwheel, reflecting his current emotions.
A gentle breeze blew across the sky, lifting the boy's hair, filled with grief and anger~
He tightly gripped Shisui's eye in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, and when he opened them again, his expression was different.
...
The next day,
The Uchiha Clan experienced an argument. Uchiha Itachi knocked down several clan members until Uchiha Fugaku intervened, and only then did he regain his senses and lower the Kunai in his hand.
All of this was witnessed by a young Sasuke.
"Shisui is dead?"
Just now, it was about the suicide note Shisui left behind. The clan members provoked Itachi, causing the usually composed Itachi to act impulsively.
Uchiha Fugaku looked at the fallen members and the incredibly relaxed Itachi, then looked at his eyes.
He seemed to have guessed something.
...
Bang!
"Damn it, he got away." Danzo was very displeased with his subordinates.
And they were completely wiped out.
...
On Hokage Rock.
"Satoru, I wonder if your Will of Fire is still as firm as it was back then?"
Uchiha Itachi looked down at Konoha and asked Satoru.
"It's rare for the genius Itachi to come looking for me today, just to ask me this?" Satoru smiled.
This was the first time in years.
And he asked him about the Will of Fire; it seemed something had shaken his will.
From the timeline, the only thing that could affect him was that incident.
"Yes, among the people I know, it seems only Satoru can give me an answer."
Itachi truly thought so.
Although they hadn't met in years, Satoru had always been in his intelligence reports.
Whether it was teaching youths or getting married and having children, he knew it all.
Satoru stroked his chin: "I don't know if my Will of Fire is noble,
But I do know that once you've decided, you must act without hesitation.
Therefore, my will has never changed."
He thought for a moment and still expressed his inner thoughts, but his Will of Fire had a flexible bottom line that he didn't mention.
Anyway, according to the Ninja World's perception, his idea was normal.
"I understand. Thank you, senior. I'll be going now."
Whoosh!
Itachi disappeared from his sight.
Satoru's eyes were blank: "No, what did you understand?"
Did he say anything just now?
It didn't seem like much, did it?
He shook his head. Indeed, they were worthy of being the famous crazy family from his previous life; they had so many thoughts.
However, Shisui died, and only the Uchiha Clan had a slight reaction. Danzo's hand was truly powerful; he suppressed it all.
If Itachi hadn't suddenly invited him, he wouldn't have known about it.
Living in the Ninja World for nine years, there were some things he wouldn't suddenly remember unless he encountered them.
Indeed, there had been no movement these past few days.
Konoha was still as quiet and peaceful as ever.
However, Satoru was no longer very interested in the matters of the Uchiha and Konoha.
Plus, he wasn't interested in the Sharingan.
He wasn't the same person who had just arrived in the Ninja World, interested in everything and gossiping about everything.
Being a Ninja, information is very important, but also very fatal.
Now his focus was on his daily work and his family, unless he suddenly had a whim to do something fun.
Like education.
Like teasing the future Twelve Strongest Ninja, and so on.
"Or, completing this genjutsu theory that I'm working on.
In the future, if a Six Paths Ninja or an Ōtsutsuki is touched, it's a win; that would no longer be a dream.
It's just a bit difficult!"
Satoru had another genjutsu idea from the many medical books in the hospital, and its feasibility was very high.
This was a very long genjutsu research. Even with his mind, he estimated it would take ten to eight years to complete the final version of the genjutsu.
Things like manipulating the five senses, deceiving natural phenomena, and inserting into history were all categorised as genjutsu for fighting minor enemies or providing support.
But in the end, it was just a theory. Before there were results, the methods of other Ninjas also needed to be researched.
This was also the reason why he estimated it would take ten to eight years to complete.
Simply because time had to be allocated to life and work, and research time was not very abundant.