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Chapter 298 - Chapter 298: I Don’t Understand At All

[Uchiha Clan Grounds]

[Fugaku's Residence]

Sasuke was holding a blade and swinging it in a steady, methodical way.

Itachi sat to one side, holding a cup of hot tea and sipping slowly.

As members of the Uchiha clan, their swordsmanship was also very famous.

Sasuke's age was no longer early for Itachi.

Now was a good time to build foundations.

Sasuke was especially obedient; his brother's words were like golden rules to him.

On recent missions, Sasuke found that although they could complete them, their basics were weak and their margin for error too small.

So Sasuke was squeezing every moment to strengthen himself.

He had been training an hour; although drenched in sweat, his eyes were bright and his hands showed no sign of stopping.

At that moment two figures came in from the courtyard outside.

Fugaku walked in front; the person behind was wrapped in a cloak, covered tightly.

"Father."

"Father."

Sasuke wiped his sweat and, together with Itachi, greeted Fugaku.

Fugaku first looked at Sasuke's soaked clothes, then glanced at Itachi.

"Sasuke, that's enough for today. Come inside with me."

"Itachi, stay here; someone is looking for you."

Sasuke and Itachi were a little surprised, but Sasuke obediently followed Fugaku inside.

Itachi looked toward the person left behind.

He had a strange feeling of familiarity about this person, but the other showed no flourish or reveal, which made Itachi hesitate.

"Who are you?"

The other raised his head; the blood-red Sharingan reflected into Itachi's eyes.

Itachi froze, shadows spilled out from the other's body.

"I let you annihilate the clan!"

"I let you annihilate the clan!"

"I let you annihilate the clan!"

Even as hands slapped him, Itachi did not dodge; he stood stunned with a look of horror.

Because he had already recognized who the other was.

'Uchiha Shisui!'

Pa! Pa! Pa!

After several slaps to his head, Itachi finally reacted.

"Shisui, wait, wait!"

"Guarding the honor of the Uchiha, you guard it like this with me?"

Shisui paid no heed, his slaps kept raining down on Itachi's head.

"Why did you, *pa!* come back to life!"

"The clan head told me to beat you first before anything else."

"What do you mean, *pa!* I can understand!?"

Shisui's hands didn't stop; he was a little speechless at Itachi's logic.

"You wanted to annihilate the clan, I don't understand that at all!"

"Stop hitting, stop hitting."

They were friends; Shisui was older than him and it was exactly like an older brother lecturing a younger one.

Itachi was near tears; although he had changed for the better, he still didn't dare run from Shisui's reckoning and could only keep blocking the blows with his hands.

"Shisui, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Shisui, I really was wrong!"

Hard to imagine. Itachi in such a head-clutching, scurrying state.

If Sasuke hadn't been led away by Fugaku, the perfect big-brother image might have completely collapsed.

Shisui had just been revived and hadn't eaten yet; after roughing Itachi up, he was also hungry.

The large shadow in the yard vanished and became Shisui's true form.

Shisui had already thrown his cloak aside and plopped down where Itachi had just been sitting, grabbed Itachi's teacup and gulped two mouthfuls.

Itachi usually had a poker face, but today his expression was unusually expressive.

Shisui's slaps were real strength.

If you took off the clothes, Itachi's head, neck, shoulders and back were all handprints.

Itachi was a little sore, but his face was full of smiles.

"Shisui, how did you come back to life? Did Nagato do it?"

Shisui looked puzzled, "What Nagato? I was revived by the clan head."

Itachi didn't press it; Shisui being revived was the best thing.

He sat down next to Shisui, eyes full of feeling, "Welcome back, Shisui."

Shisui snorted, "I really don't know what you were thinking back then, agreeing to that kind of thing."

Itachi felt awkward, "Senpai talked to me about it; I came to understand."

Shisui acknowledged and slowly relaxed, "I just woke up and felt Rengoku had completely changed."

Itachi's expression went blank for a moment, perhaps thinking of how Rengoku had changed these past years.

"Rengoku's change is big, but if he hadn't awakened the Mangekyo, the Uchiha would probably be gone now."

Shisui sighed, "I didn't expect to be able to see you again."

"Also didn't expect my first mission upon revival would be Rengoku ordering me to beat you up first."

Itachi couldn't help but smile and cry; he roughly understood Rengoku's intention and held no grudge.

"Tell me what changed in the clan over the years."

Shisui took a sip of tea. Fugaku had just given a brief overview; Shisui wanted to talk more with Itachi.

Itachi filled Shisui's cup and slowly began, "After you died…"

———

[Night Fell]

Lights were still on at Hatake Kakashi's house.

Kakashi was earnestly reading a notebook in his hand.

He had found it when, two years ago, after deciding to slowly embrace the world, he thoroughly sorted through White Fang's relics.

This notebook's pages had already yellowed; inside were notes on swordsmanship by Hatake Sakumo.

But theory is one thing, Kakashi couldn't grasp White Fang's level of swordsmanship; many of the insights he just couldn't experience.

Although his own strength had improved, it was because his age was approaching a peak period, not because he had made huge personal breakthroughs.

Kakashi was no longer obsessed with past pain and was working hard to look forward.

He was moving a little slowly, and his heart was a little anxious.

He had decided who that person was, Obito.

Why Obito had become like this, Rengoku had hinted in passing.

Kakashi could easily guess, because of Rin's death.

But now Obito's hands were stained with blood and he had very large ambitions.

Kakashi must work hard to grow stronger. If he had another chance to meet Obito, he would capture Obito personally.

In the notebook there was a technique for a surge of spirit and energy called "Gather Spirit", it meant nourishing one's essence and spirit in peacetime so it could burst out suddenly in battle, comprehensively raising fighting power.

Kakashi still hadn't grasped it and was practicing.

Late at night, Kakashi was a little tired. He folded the notebook and prepared to rest.

After washing, Kakashi lay down and looked at the window; the moon was large and round.

Moonlight hazy, making him somewhat dazed.

He thought of the girl he had once killed with his own hands.

'Rin.'

"If you were here, how would you deal with Obito's situation?"

Kakashi dozed off drowsily.

Time ticked by. Around the hour of early dawn, a fluctuation occurred by Kakashi's bed; a pattern of an eye appeared in the void.

Then that eye projected onto the middle of Kakashi's forehead.

Kakashi suddenly threw off the covers, stood up woodenly, revealing his right eye glowing red.

He slowly put on clothes and shoes, opened the window and leapt out.

Although Kakashi moved quickly, a pair of eyes opened within his shadow, "Oh? Time to take action, huh?"

This was Rengoku's split he had left beside Kakashi; the most suitable three-tomoe for now was Kakashi.

Rengoku certainly wouldn't waste the chance.

Naturally, he followed Kakashi to see what was happening.

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