Chapter 48 Fugaku, you don’t want to either (please follow up)
Chapter 48 Fugaku, you don’t want to either... (please follow up)
Three days have passed since the battle between Namikaze Mirai and Obito, but the discussion about that battle in Konoha Village has never stopped.
The whole village was filled with excitement.
Just because that battle was so shocking!
Looking up from one-third of the way to Konoha Village, you can see the purple thunder sea in the southeast.
The raging violent current is like a punishment sent by the gods.
After this battle, the originally dense forest had disappeared, leaving only a giant basin several meters deep.
Regarding the two warring parties, the villagers have roughly figured out the discussion in the past few days.
The person who unleashed that terrifying attack was none other than Naruto's uncle, Blue Flash Namikaze Mirai.
This strong man who had been dormant for three years once again showed his ferocious side to the world.
The other person is the murderer behind the Night of Nine Tails!
After knowing the inside story of this battle, most of the villagers were trembling with excitement.
The pain caused by the Night of the Kyuubi has not completely subsided. Not only the ninjas died that night, but also a large number of villagers who were sleeping.
After this battle, Namikaze Mirai's reputation in the village skyrocketed.
Some villagers even compared him to the First Hokage.
Correspondingly, Danzo's reputation dropped to rock bottom, becoming notorious and almost becoming a street rat.
Just before the battle broke out, there were rumors in the village that the murderer behind the scenes was Danzo's experimental subject.
This extremely coincidental battle pushed Danzo's notoriety to a climax.
Became the object of contempt for everyone.
Danzo felt extremely aggrieved by this.
It’s so frustrating!
It was clear that he had done nothing, but the scapegoat he bore was getting brighter and clearer.
Should I take the blame for the whole world?
When outside discussions are getting more intense, the Uchiha clan.
The patriarch's residence.
The protagonist of the incident, Namikaze Mirai, was sitting cross-legged with Fugaku on opposite ends of the low table, sipping tea leisurely.
The aroma of tea leaves spreads in the room, adding an elegant atmosphere.
"In the future, regarding Itachi's apprenticeship..."
Uchiha Fugaku put down the tea cup in his hand, and the words came to his mouth, but he didn't know how to speak.
In the battle a few days ago, Namikaze Mirai had already shown his strength.
I'm afraid that even if Minato is resurrected, he won't be able to compare to his younger brother.
In terms of strength, being Itachi's teacher is more than enough.
only……
There was a trace of confusion in his eyes.
"Sarutobi Hiruzen found you, right?"
Namikaze Mirai picked up the tea, took a sip, and said casually.
"Yes, I can't hide it from you."
Seeing that Namikaze Mirai had taken the initiative to speak out, Fugaku seemed relieved and nodded.
Just two days ago, Sarutobi Hiruzen also found him.
Talk to him in detail about Itachi's entry into ANBU.
Once Itachi joins ANBU, he becomes a direct subordinate of Hiruzen Sarutobi, and naturally it is impossible for him to become a disciple of Mirai Namikaze.
Uchiha Fugaku was deeply entangled.
On the one hand, Itachi's apprenticeship with Mirai Namikaze would naturally be of great benefit. With Mirai's strength, it was more than enough to guide Itachi.
But letting Itachi join ANBU seems to be a good choice.
First, it can ease the increasingly tense relationship between Uchiha and the village.
Secondly, Itachi can also serve as his spy who inserts himself into Hiruzen Sarutobi and delivers information from the top of the village to the family.
Two choices, almost two completely different directions.
Uchiha Fugaku had trouble making up his mind.
Fugaku's hesitant look was clearly visible to Namikaze Mirai.
He put down the tea in his hand.
"Fugaku, you probably want Itachi to act as Uchiha's spy to the higher-ups, right?"
There was a hint of dryness at the corner of Uchiha Fugaku's mouth.
"Sure enough, I still can't hide it from you."
He was almost transparent in front of Namikaze Mirai.
"Fugaku, have you ever thought that Itachi will really act according to your ideas?"
Namikaze Mirai calmed down.
"Huh? Why do you ask that?"
Uchiha Fugaku was confused. He was Itachi's father and Itachi should act according to his ideas.
Isn't this normal?
Seeing Fugaku's expression, Namikaze Mirai knew that he did not realize the seriousness of the problem at all.
So, another way of asking was changed.
"In other words, do you really know your son?"
Fugaku was even more confused. Itachi was his son and he had watched it grow up.
Of course he understands.
"Future, I don't understand what you mean."
"I'll just say it bluntly!"
"Itachi has his own ideas. If you put him in a high-level position to act as a spy, the high-level officials will also let him act as a spy to break into Uchiha. What do you think he will choose in the end?"
Fugaku's expression became serious.
"Itachi is my eldest son. Even if he really faced that choice, he would probably choose the family."
Double agent, this was a situation Fugaku had already considered.
Choose between family and village.
Having grown up in Uchiha, he would undoubtedly choose family.
"I don't think so."
Namikaze Mirai shook his head.
"Why?"
"I saw deep confusion in Itachi's eyes, like a ship sailing on the dark sea. You letting him act as a double agent will undoubtedly greatly aggravate his confusion."
"In this desperate situation, once Itachi finds some direction, even if it is a ridiculously wrong direction, he will treat it as his last hope and go on regardless of the consequences."
"Fugaku, you don't want Itachi to cause irreparable consequences, right?"
Namikaze Mirai looked at him deeply.
A chill ran down Fugaku's spine.
He suddenly felt that he knew too little about Itachi.
Is the eldest son, who has always been sensible and obedient, in confusion and pain?
His father actually didn't notice at all.
Outside the door, Itachi, who was holding freshly brewed hot tea and planning to change tea for the two of them, was standing quietly, silently listening to the conversation between the two.
"Itachi is a precocious and sensitive child, and his depth of thinking is far beyond that of his peers."
"What is a family? What is a village? What is a measure? I think Itachi should be thinking about these things all the time, right?"
"Because of this, he needs someone to guide him, like a candle lit in the dark night, to find the right path for him."
"This is something Sarutobi Hiruzen cannot do. He is a politician and conspirator. His position is only based on his own interests."
"I think I should be able to."
Namikaze Mirai looked at Fugaku opposite him solemnly.
Wow!
The wooden sliding door was opened.
Fugaku turned his head and looked in shock.
It was Uchiha Itachi who was holding hot tea, his dark eyes already red and moist.
Snap!
He dropped the hot tea to the ground, and the steaming tea spilled from the broken teapot all over the floor.
Itachi suddenly knelt down and pressed his face deeply to the floor.
The voice was trembling and earnest.
"Future Master, please accept me as your disciple!"
A smile appeared in his blue eyes, and Namikaze Mirai looked at this scene with a smile.
With the ability to sense biomagnetic fields, he had already noticed Weasel's approach.
Those words just now were meant for Itachi.
Was it as smooth as expected?
