A breakfast quickly ended amidst an awkward atmosphere...
Obito was leaving,
The young man stood up to say goodbye, Itachi stood up to see him off, Mikoto opened the door, letting a ray of sunlight shine into the entryway,
Roy remained seated by the tatami, drinking post-meal tea with his back to everyone, at one moment, he said: "Obito bro,"
Obito had just put on his shoes and suddenly turned back,
Roy tilted his head and looked over: "Please use these eyes to protect what you wish to protect."
Obito's body trembled, recalling all he had just experienced in the illusion, he clenched his right hand into a fist and lowered it solemnly: "I will!"
Yes, certainly will!
"Creak~" the door opened,
"Goodbye Jin,"
"Goodbye Itachi,"
The young man bowed again and gave Mikoto a respectful bow, smiling broadly: "I will visit again."
He turned and left,
Uchiha Mikoto leaned against the door, waving at the young man's back: "Next time, remember to take off your coat, I'll wash it for you."
Obito felt a warmth in his heart, nodded, and then moved his steps towards a training ground in the northern forest. Today, like always, he was there for special training with his teacher, except... today was different, Obito's expression became solemn, his right hand touching the corner of his eye, with a hint of blood flowing as his pace unknowingly quickened and vanished instantly from the Uchiha's settlement.
"He is a pitiful kid,"
"And also a strong kid."
"Creak~" the door closed.
Inside the bedroom, Fugaku dressed in a black tight combat outfit, put on a green Jonin vest, paced out, and sat on the cushion where Obito was just sitting, finished off a bite of the breakfast Mikoto had served, and said deeply: "If his teacher weren't Minato Namikaze, the clan would allocate more resources to train him."
Namikaze Minato, the Yellow Flash, a disciple of the Sannin, the Hokage's student, lover of the Jinchuriki of the Nine-Tails... moreover, someone favored and hoped greatly by Sarutobi Hiruzen. With such a person as a teacher... the clan considers positional differences thoroughly, no surprise there.
"Father thinks I shouldn't open his eyes?" Roy slowly drank his tea, pretended to form seals, summoned a shadow clone, and as always, headed off to the Ninja Academy.
Fugaku finished the breakfast, embraced Itachi, gently rubbed his head and said: "You no longer need to use shadow clones to go to school, Hokage-sama has approved your early graduation."
"He granted it, but I didn't agree."
"You blew up the school," Fugaku glared.
Roy corrected righteously: "That wasn't blowing up... it was Hokage-sama testing us."
"So, if to blame, it should only be... Hokage-sama."
Fugaku: "...."
For a moment, he couldn't find a rebuttal, after all, Roy stated the facts, except that his "Fireball Jutsu" was remarkably powerful unlike a D-class ninja technique.
"Forget it," after a silent moment, the man sighed softly, said to Roy in an ethereal tone: "You have my approval to open Obito's eyes, he is also the child Sakumo favors."
Sakumo?
That....
"Konoha's White Fang, Hatake Sakumo-sama?"
Itachi nestled in Fugaku's embrace, peeked up and said: "Hatake Sakumo-sama said he wanted to be Nissan's mentor last time too."
"Yes, it's him." Fugaku gently helped Itachi tidy his hair, then looked at Roy and said: "He said among the younger generation, there are three children he highly regards,"
"Obito is one,"
"The son of Might Duy, Might Guy is another, and then,"
"You."
Might Duy, Eight Gates... Roy did not mind being favored by Hatake Sakumo, after all, the latter had natural keen eyes, with strength surpassing the Sannin, nothing much to say, though... the secret art of Eight Gates, its upper limit almost kicked Uchiha Madara to death, even breaking the staff made of Truth-Seeking Balls, intensity vividly depicted.
At least... Roy thinks that [Eight Gates] is far more powerful even than the "Demon Slayer Mark" and even the defense of the activated Susanoo!
"White Fang-sama is too flattering." Roy returned to his senses, replied nonchalantly, calculating the time, it wouldn't be far from the latter's death, maybe next time... on a mission!
Fugaku agreed indifferently with a gentle "Mm," stood up, and headed for work, before leaving, he suddenly said: "Jin, I don't wish much for your strength, only for your safety, do you understand?"
Roy was slightly stunned, turned to look at Fugaku, in a flash, it was as if he were seeing Silva, faintly the figures of the two overlapped and intertwined in this moment... warming his eyes slightly, lowering his gaze, and softly replied: "Mm."
"Alright then, let's go, Jin is grown up, more sensible than you think?" Mikoto was in the entryway, pushing Fugaku out the door.
Beside Roy, Itachi quietly watched this scene, his gaze occasionally on Mikoto, then on Fugaku, finally resting occasionally on Roy, constantly shifting, as if... never enough.
After a while, the little one extricated himself from Fugaku's embrace, stood up by the table himself, grabbed Roy's arm and shook it: "Nissan, let's practice swordplay too."
"Shisui bro is probably already waiting at the training ground."
Roy reached out and pinched Itachi's somewhat chubby little face, drained the cup of tea, teased the boy with a smile: "Then you'd better hurry up."
The person "Boom~" turned into a puff of white smoke, disappearing instantly.
'That was a shadow clone, so the one who just left was... Nissan?' Itachi froze for a while, suddenly realized, and chased out, before leaving the door he took down a sword, grasping it tightly in his hand, this time... the young man vowed secretly, he definitely wouldn't lag behind Shisui bro.
But, being a year younger means lacking a bit of strength... being a year younger means missing a bit of experience... still performing Ten Thousand Basic Swings,
Shisui after all was older than Itachi, not just by a year, with a basket filled with full pebbles hung on the sword, when swinging the sword, still felt more relaxed than Itachi, also more stable.
"One thousand... one thousand and one... one thousand and two......"
The southern forest, a secluded training ground,
The two younger ones were swinging arduously, Roy manifested a staff blade, holding Eclipse and contemplating silently nearby,
Ever since the Bankai he hadn't seriously practiced swinging the sword for a while. Watching Shisui and Itachi, he couldn't help but recall the days when he studied swordsmanship under Urokodaki Sakonji, only then with companions like Sabito and Makomo, and now... replaced with brothers.
Indeed true to the saying... Time flies, circumstances change....
At that moment, a ray of sunlight came,
The boy looked up at the sky, the sun shining brightly seemed to be looking at him too, with many emotions, he assumed the stance, adjusted his pace, gripped Eclipse with both hands, raised the sword, then closed his eyes and collected his spirit....
Holding true to his innermost thoughts, it was as if he returned to Sagiri yama which was shrouded in mist all day without sunlight, first learning to swing the sword with his teacher Urokodaki Sakonji, and at one moment...
He opened his eyes,
The sword swung,
A brilliant white slash with unparalleled momentum crossed nearly several hundred meters, forming a beautiful crescent strike, hitting a large tree!
"Crack~" goes the tree
Cutting it right in half.....
Revealing a figure with white hair flowing, resembling Kakashi, yet far larger than Kakashi!