cluster amaryllis

Chapter 6

Put things in the palm of his hand, "Half depends on strength, half depends on luck."

It was a rough and simple black chain rope, with three light brown stone rings tied evenly on it.Shisui gave him such a thing, perhaps because of the saying that the ring stone can dispel bad luck.

That was the only thing he got from Zhishui.

Only then, no one can predict the future.

Thinking about it later, maybe for that man, this ubiquitous and subtle coincidence might be quietly announcing his future to him.The child who ended his life with his own hands was Itachi who took the chain from him four years ago.The woman from the Kingdom of Clouds not only spoke correctly about his past, but also honestly described his death.

At the beginning of autumn that year, the red flowers at the entrance of the village bloomed quietly. Itachi, who put the chain rope on his chest, followed the members of Anbu to go out for the first time to perform a mission in the country of clouds.

On the day of his return, Sasuke was waiting for him at the entrance of the village. At first he thought it was Itachi who leaked information, but later he realized that it was his young brother who was waiting for his return at that position every day.

Although I told the child not to do such a thing again, the wayward child did not listen to him at all. When Sasuke was stubborn, he was very similar to him.

After entering Anbu, Itachi found an excuse to avoid family affairs.The Anbu members directly under Hokage have no fixed whereabouts, and their missions are completely confidential and will never be made public.

Sasuke wanted him to teach him shuriken, but he always pushed him away with the excuse of having a mission.It's not that he didn't see the disappointment on the child's face when he left.

That child always had naive and stupid expectations. Itachi didn't know why after so many rejections, he ran to his side willfully and as always, and asked him to teach him shuriken coquettishly.

As long as he called his name, Sasuke would obediently run to his side. It seemed that he never learned a lesson. His forehead, which was not protected by a headband, was poked blue with his fingers every time.

"Silly brother..."

Sasuke followed behind him, rubbing his forehead, not letting go.

He stopped, looked at the face that was similar to himself, and thought... Maybe that's how Zhishui looked at him.

So, he gradually forgot his disappointment.

At the age of 13, Itachi became the captain of the dark part.

The father didn't say anything after he knew about it. In fact, since he entered Anbu, father and son rarely talked.If it was said that there were expectations for him because of Zhishui before, then now it seems that his father is planning to give up on him completely.

It's just that although he doesn't like himself, he can't help but compare Sasuke with his father, and Sasuke who sticks to him so willfully, Itachi doesn't know which one he sympathizes with more.

Is it Sasuke who grew up in his own shadow, or a father who has no idea what he has done.

Sasuke, who is far less qualified than Itachi, worked harder than he imagined.Itachi didn't know whether this child with the same blood as his could surpass him, and whether he could protect him with his life.

Maybe he'll kill Sasuke himself and get out of here, maybe not.Before that day came, Itachi didn't know if everything would change.

He thought he was still patient and could wait quietly and silently, just like in the past 14 years, walking in this dying family, suppressing the beast in his chest, pretending that nothing would happen.

But Shisui ended it all with his own hands.

Zhishui has always known him so well.

The Uchihas who tied up the clansmen and tied them at Konoha's feet, the Uchihas who exchanged the dignity of Sharingan for power and status, everything that happened here seemed to him to be hateful.

The man said to Itachi, to the Itachi who was always eager to be powerful and followed closely behind him:

"You are already strong, don't you want to become stronger?"

Itachi, who had just returned from an S-level mission, raised his face to look at the man's familiar profile after hearing such a question in Shisui's familiar office.

"Do you know what kaleidoscope Sharingan is?" The man raised his hand, beckoning him to come to him.

He thought for a while, and walked over quietly.

At the age of 14, Itachi was still a child, standing there barely able to meet the man's eyes.

"I want you to get those eyes," the man sat where he usually sat, closed the scrolls that were spread out on the table, and said to him in a gentle voice that he had never had before, "What do you think? Woolen cloth?"

He sensed that something was wrong.

But he knows nothing.

"How do you get it?" He asked briefly.

The man showed a tired smile, rubbed his neck gently with the fingertips of his right hand, and asked him quietly, "Itachi, who is your closest and most important person?"

He frowned slightly and pursed his lips.

The man rubbed his chin slowly with the knuckles of his index finger, thought for a while, and changed his words, "For example, if I want to get the kaleidoscope Sharingan... I just need to kill my most important person. "

He didn't speak, the sky outside the window darkened, he remembered his father said that tonight was the day of the family gathering.

"But it's a pity... there is no one... Whether it is Konoha or Uchiha, they are all annoying guys."

He looked into the man's cold eyes, and felt that his palms were suddenly wet.

"If only I could run away in a grand manner like the teacher," Zhishui's voice gradually became lower, and he looked at him with a sneer, his chest was heaving, and the man's right hand stretched out to his neck, slowly circling Tight, he didn't dodge.

"Isn't it your father?" The man looked at him with certainty, and continued to ask calmly, "Is it your mother?" The strength in the man's hand gradually increased, "Is it your brother?" He asked quietly Breathing, kept looking into the man's eyes, "Is it me?"

For a moment, he thought he had forgotten to breathe.

Zhishui showed a happy and tired expression, and asked the last sentence again, "Is it really me?"

He opened his mouth, and at the same time, the man's hand was loosened slightly.

"There is a rally tonight, and you have to attend."

"Not everyone can get Kaleidoscope Sharingan, Itachi," the man reached out, ruffling his hair. "I am very disappointed with the current Uchiha clan. I want to give you the kaleidoscope Sharingan. In exchange, you can clean up this rotten clan for me."

He closed his mouth tightly and said nothing.

It was around the beginning of autumn at that time, and not long after Sasuke's birthday, the path outside the village was covered with red flowers again, and he followed the man, walking beside the shallow embankment.The sunset had already set, and at the end of the completely darkened sky, there was still a faint red light behind the torn clouds.

The man who even wrote the suicide note, smiled and talked about the prophecy of the woman in the Kingdom of Clouds, and Zhishui, who had made up his mind, said the last words to him, which made him make up his mind.

"I'll be waiting for you at the other end of Huangquan Road, Itachi." Zhishui showed a child-like smile, and stood in front of him indifferently.

In the end, the man left him with nothing but the black chain.

That whole night, his pupils were as red as blood, which could not fade away.

A few days later, the clansmen in the village picked up Zhishui's body from the bottom of the river, and Itachi was interrogated by the clansmen in the courtyard. The beast in his heart was fierce and angry, and it was about to explode.It's just that he didn't have full control over those eyes then.

Stupid clansmen, completely ignorant of the truth, are just ignorant suspicions.

I only know how to stay where I am, but I don’t know that things in this world can’t just look at appearances, and can’t just rely on imagination.

At that time, Itachi didn't know that besides himself, there was another pair of Kaleidoscope Sharingans in this world.

That year, Zhishui was 30 years old and Itachi was 14 years old.

That year, the entire Uchiha clan was wiped out.

The man's wish was fulfilled in an extreme form, and all the people died, leaving only three members of the Uchiha clan.

He didn't know how to face the man on the other side of Huangquan Road in the future.It's just that Itachi knows that as long as he is still alive, no one in this world will ever rub his head and tell him that children should be polite.

The man who had the same kaleidoscope sharingan as him also left Konoha.

Only his nine-year-old brother Sasuke was left in that small village.The young child was full of hatred and despair, living alone in the shadow of the past.

He still remembered the night when the family was exterminated, the child ran wildly and cried bitterly, begging him not to kill him, begging him to let him go.

He didn't know if Zhishui lied to him.

Is such a cowardly and useless younger brother, like him, possessing the aptitude of kaleidoscope Sharingan?

He knew how much that child respected him and loved him, and if Sasuke killed him, he would get the Kaleidoscope Sharingan, and he waited for that day.

"Stupid brother, if you want to kill me, then hate it."

He looked at the child who was crying with a headache in the dark red moon reading space, and said coldly.

For that coward who grew up under the doting of his mother, maybe only hatred can give him strength.

He watched the frantic child, waiting patiently, but he never understood.

There will never be another Weasel in this world.

He will never be the second Zhishui.He will never be Zhishui, even if he has the same palm prints as that man.

His cowardly and stupid brother might never be the kid who would kill him.

But he still waited stubbornly and quietly, waiting for the child to slowly