Comprehensive Unsolved Mysteries

Chapter 112 Naruto Part 1

1.

At the beginning, I didn't expect that it would end like this with him.

It was already pitch black in front of my eyes, and the howling wind brushed past my ears.Pain that couldn't be ignored came from his eyes, but he still had the mind to think about some things that he didn't have.

For example, the mood when we first met, for example, the sugar man handed over that summer, for example, the oath that is ridiculous now that I think of it.

2.

When Uchiha Shisui was five years old, he was still a kid who liked to fight with his peers all day long.One day when he came home, his mother grabbed him and gestured at him with a new haori.

"What is this for?"

The mother explained gently: "The young patriarch is about to be born, and it will be useful at that time."

He gave an inexplicable oh, and had no idea about this strange title.

3.

The baby was held in the arms of Master Fuyue, and was at the front of the entire room.The always serious patriarch had an unconcealable joy on his face. The men in the clan congratulated each other loudly, and all kinds of eyes focused on the baby's pink face.

Uchiha Shisui involuntarily stared at the peacefully sleeping baby, and followed the adults to bend down deeply.

That is the young patriarch?So small.

he thinks.

4.

When the adults wanted to discuss something, Zhishui was sent by his father to find his mother.He followed the path he had heard to the back room, hesitating in front of a busy living room.

"Who's out there? Come in."

Zhishui was stunned for a moment, said "Excuse me" hastily, and then opened the door.

Several familiar women looked at him together, and his mother was among them, waving at him and gesturing him to come over.

"This is Zhishui, right? Come here."

Surrounded in the middle, the woman lying on the bed wore long hair and said with a smile.

His attention was all attracted by the little baby in her arms.

Ah, it's the young patriarch.

The woman noticed his gaze, smiled and handed the swaddle to him: "Do you want to hug brother, Zhishui?"

Very light, almost imperceptible weight.

Shishui focused on the child in his arms.

Fair skin, light eyebrows, closed eyes, small nose, pink mouth.

Just like that, she was lying quietly in his arms, only the wings of her nose were fluttering slightly, neither noisy nor fussy, like the elf who fell into the world described in the fairy tale book of the little sister next door.

He really, really...

so cute.

5.

When he was tired from kicking the pot, his companion suddenly asked, "Zhishui, are you going to school?"

"Ah."

"That's great." The other party said enviously, "Our family is ordinary people, so we can't go to ninja school."

Zhishui didn't know what he was envious of himself.All he knew was that not long after the new year, he would go to a ninja school and become an excellent ninja like his grandfather, father, or other elders.

Perhaps, being a ninja is an enviable thing.

He got up from the bed, sat down at his desk, and carefully looked at a half-old scroll.

It was given to him by his father on his birthday last year. It is said that it was left by his grandfather, and some ninjutsu experience was written on it.

Rigorous, magnanimous, diligent, awe-inspiring... Zhishui pondered the tone of his grandfather countless times, imagining his appearance at that time.

He often hears from his father about his grandfather who died young, and he has always yearned for him.

He must be a strong and trustworthy person.

——I also want to be that kind of ninja.

6.

School is much more boring than he imagined.

Shisui threw his shuriken listlessly, and plunged into a target not far away.Although it didn't hit the heart, it was enough to make the girls in the class scream.

He didn't actually take the course seriously.

Uchiha is born to fight.Uchiha Shisui has inherited the good genes of the family, and he has adapted well to the knowledge of ninjutsu that is a headache for other children, or the basic training that makes them very tired.

But this inevitably made him feel a little bored.

Someone applauded from behind, and when everyone turned their heads, what they saw was the figure in white robes and bamboo hats who had always been admired by others.

It's the third generation.

He looked at him with a smile, and asked kindly: "A child from the Uchiha family? What's his name?"

"Shisui." Shisui responded awkwardly, "My name is Uchiha Shisui."

I don't know if it was his illusion, the old man obviously hesitated, and then fixedly looked at his eyebrows with a subtle look.

"Well...it's very similar to your grandfather."

"A good boy."

7.

Summer is coming soon.

Zhishui followed his mother and sat upright on the mat, listening to them.Unknowingly, the topic gradually shifted to him.

"I heard that Shisui is the best among the children in the school."

"You're amazing." The mother bowed humbly, "This child is just a bit hardworking."

The woman in front of her just laughed, and was about to speak, but suddenly stopped, got up and walked to the inner room in a hurry.

"Sorry, Itachi woke up."

The child nestled in the woman's arms was wearing blue-gray short-sleeved shorts, revealing white arms and legs, like lotus joints.The short hair was softly attached to the scalp, and he looked at Zhishui curiously with his dark and bright eyes, and his eyelashes were long and dense.Seeing him like this, Zhishui couldn't help showing a smile.

"Itachi, Itachi... come and see, this is brother."

The woman pointed at Zhishui and gently coaxed the child in her arms.The child looked at her finger, then at Zhishui pointed at by it, and giggled, full of innocence.

Zhishui pursed his lips, leaned forward, and passed his index finger over.The child looked at it in confusion, and was about to open his mouth to bite the next moment, so scared that he quickly took it back.

This sudden disappearance made him very dissatisfied, and he waved his small arms in the air, babbling non-stop.

Zhishui hesitated, stretched out his index finger again, touched his little hand slightly, and was firmly grasped, not letting go at all.

That hand still looks so small.In fact, he could break free with a little effort.

The child tugged at his finger, very satisfied, and muttered something inarticulately.

Probably the unique language of babies.

Zhishui let him hold it, and he didn't care how the two mothers laughed.

He looked at the child's soft face, stretched out his other hand, and poked it lightly.

So soft.

He couldn't help poking it again.

The child looked up at him with his mouth open, shook the hand holding his index finger twice, and muttered again.Amidst the ambiguous pronunciation, a clear pronunciation was suddenly heard.

"Ni... ni..."

Shisui opened his eyes wide.

"Oh." Uchiha Mikoto covered her mouth in surprise, "Is this calling brother? Shisui is the third person Itachi called."

It's like mastering a new pronunciation skill and performing it in a hurry.Itachi started calling him non-stop, pinching his fingers "nininini" and calling non-stop.Zhishui responded in a loud voice without any impatience.

In the end, he seemed to be tired from playing, and fell asleep in Uchiha Mikoto's arms, moaning.

Zhishui looked at his ruddy little face, his heart softened in a mess.

8.

One day on the way back from school, Zhishui ran into a childhood playmate.He is now able to help the family's tea shop, although it is not enough to be relied on by his parents.

The other party said so, and then curiously asked him about the ninja school.

What can the school do?Classes, meals, school.Zhishui tried his best to describe his day-to-day campus life more interestingly, and even described the group of violent and gossiping girls in his class as extremely cute.

"That's great," he said again.For a moment, Zhishui almost thought he was back in the past.

In a powerful village like Muye Village, ninjas are always more admired, even if they may lose their lives due to missions at any time.But for children, it's probably just because ninjas look majestic.

"Actually, you can try it too." Shisui said, "What if you also have the talent of a ninja?"

The other party shook his head: "No, Mom and Dad won't allow it. What's more..." He said, biting his lower lip in a daze, "Mom said that I am going to be an older brother, and I have to maintain this family with Dad. OK."

Zhishui was stunned.

"That's it." He scratched his head, and then said cheerfully, "Then congratulations! It would be great if it was my younger brother."

The other party chuckled: "Why? Mom said it might belong to my sister."

"Because..." Zhishui nodded and said firmly, "Because my brother is very cute!"

9.

In fact, now Zhishui has gradually been able to feel something.

For example, the pride of Uchiha's children in school;

For example, the complex eyes of the old man who came to school occasionally;

For example, the relationship between myself and my younger brother is not the same as that of other people.

That child was not only his younger brother, but also the young patriarch of the Uchiha clan. He was strictly protected in the house of the patriarch, and was not easily contacted by outsiders.

This is the gap between them.

Zhishui understood this from his mother's rare and severe eyes.

He finally stopped clamoring to find Itachi to play.

The mother herself sat at the table for a long time after her son went upstairs in silence.

Although the Uchiha clan is not as clearly divided into the main family and the branch family like the Hyuga family, there are still indelible levels within the family.She didn't know what effect she would have on her young son if she showed this to her young son.

The next morning, Shisui woke up to the bombardment of the alarm clock as usual, and sat at the dining table to eat his own breakfast after washing, just like usual.

When he was carrying his schoolbag and changing his shoes, she finally couldn't hold back and called him.But those clear eyes looked at her, so she didn't know how to speak.

"Zhishui, go home early after school."

That's what she said at last.

"Oh——" Zhishui dragged his voice, opened the door, and said vaguely: "I'm going out."