"Remember to start a new life and be a good Uchiha."
The guard's advice was earnest, but Siam just found it harsh.
He raised his head and looked at the cloudless blue sky, his eyes narrowed slightly in discomfort.
There are no extra things on his body. He is his own prisoner in the prison, and he doesn’t know who will wear his own clothes. The Uchiha uniform on his body always has a lingering smell because it has been left for too long.
Pungent musty smell.
Taking one last look at the closed prison door behind him, the Uchiha boy walked towards home with a relaxed gait.
become free.
This taste of freedom is so satisfying.
No one greeted him. The friends who gathered around him in the past were still undergoing rehabilitation in prison. Due to his excellent and active performance, he was given the precious opportunity to be released early.
Walking along the deserted road outside the village, walking towards a familiar place, the flow of people gradually increased, and the atmosphere that seemed to be no different from the past made the gradually rising mood of freedom gradually sink.
What did he see?
I couldn't help but stop and look at this family that had been changed by Zhili.
Cheers and laughter filled the ears, and people’s faces were full of smiles. Neighbors who used to have a gap with each other were chatting happily. If I remember correctly, the two women used to make a lot of noise and dance, for some
Trivial things.
The little ghosts ran through the streets, waving branches and playing ninja games.
In the past, Uchiha brats were always excluded by these brats. In my memory, there were only one clan of playmates of the same age, and they were often beaten up and bruised by children outside the clan for various reasons.
Now, we are actually playing together.
The ninjas of the Uchiha clan actually had a drink in the tavern with the ninjas of other clans side by side.
This was almost unthinkable in the past.
Shan turned his head and looked around, walking on the street, feeling confused...
there is none left!
there is none left!!
there is none left!!!
Hostile gaze!
A look of disgust!
A look of hatred!
Disgusting look!
All gone...
Why?
Why does this happen?
Uchiha was respected by others, and Kama was aware of this fact.
"Hasn't your child been released yet?" A villager chatted about his children.
"I wish I could be locked up longer. It's best not to let him out and cause harm to people all day long and ruin my reputation." My father said bitterly.
"Don't be like this, think on the bright side. The boy from the Yamada family has been reformed well, isn't he? He is now very hard-working."
"I hope so. Thank you to the security team."
What are you talking about...
As Kam walked on the street, his eyes were attracted by the new atmosphere of the village, especially the slogans on the street.
If you have any difficulty, call the security team.
Enforce the law in a civilized manner, abide by the law in a civilized manner, and build a harmonious home together.
There are thousands of roads, but civilization is the first. If you don't abide by the law, your loved ones will shed tears.
Virtue is the foundation of one's life, and civilization is the soul of a village.
Looking along the way, Siam seemed to understand something.
The goal he had been striving for, to defend the dignity of the Uchiha clan, gradually disappeared before his eyes.
She did it...
He accomplished something that Uchiha has never been able to do.
The Uchiha got the respect they deserved.
I should have been disappointed, this is how I felt. My hard work and hard practice were like a joke, but the corners of my mouth gradually turned up, joy gathered in my heart, and an unprecedented sense of relaxation filled my body and mind. I had always felt suffocated. The sense of oppression was also swept away.
very nice.
Rather, it’s very good!
Siam felt that he was beginning to admire Zhili.
She is really awesome.
It's really, really awesome.
With easy steps, Kama began to gallop down the street. His running footsteps seemed to return to his carefree childhood.
I was so excited and eager that I couldn't wait to tell my grandfather.
The glory that Uchiha has long lost has been recovered by Jiri!
"Grandpa! I'm back!"
Swinging open the paper door of the Japanese room, Kama excitedly shouted to the old man.
"Guess what I saw! You can't imagine it!"
"Sit down! Sickle!" the old man shouted coldly.
Sitting was stunned for a moment, and under the majesty of his grandfather, he sat down habitually and suppressed his excitement.
"How old are you, Kama?" the old man said in a deep voice.
"Fourteen years old." Sickle said, "Grandpa, I have something to tell you!"
"How presumptuous! Shut up!" the old man scolded.
Sickle closed his mouth and looked at his respected grandfather.
"Fourteen years old." The old man said: "At this age, I have already begun to compete with Madara for the position of clan leader."
Grandpa, what do you want to say?
"And you have grown up, and it's time for me to let go."
"Listen, Kama."
"The current situation is not good for us."
"That girl Jiri is too strong! But as an Uchiha, you should never give in!"
"Over the years, the main militant faction has been controlled by those in Jiagutu."
"A bunch of kids are bullying me because I am old and weak, and my grandchildren have no one to rely on!"
What are you talking about, grandpa!
"Now is the time, the opportunity has come. Kagutsuchi was defeated by Jiri and lost control of the clan."
"Kama! It's your turn to play!"
"Take back everything we lost! The glory of our family!"
No! Grandpa!
Siam was speechless for a moment and looked at his grandfather with wide eyes.
The glory of our family has been restored!
It’s not me! It’s Cheri!
She will lead us! On the right path!
"But now you lack strength!" The old man said coldly: "I will give you the last strength, the real power of the Uchiha clan!"
He slowly drew out his saber and threw it in front of Siam.
The sharp blade pointed downwards and penetrated deeply into the tatami.
As if it was stuck in his heart, an inexplicable chill swept through his body. He raised his head and looked at the suddenly unfamiliar grandpa.
The old man who was kind to him overlapped with the cold old man in front of him.
"Pick it up!"
"Then..."
"kill me!"
What are you talking about, Grandpa?
The three-bar pattern rotated rapidly in his eyes, staring at the same scarlet three-bar pattern in front of him.
"Kaleidoscope, the real power of the Uchiha clan, you have already seen its power with that kid Kagutsuchi. Without this power, you are not qualified to be Jiri's opponent, just like me back then, so you must master it.
This power!"
"You can gain this power by killing your loved ones with your own hands."
"Very simple, isn't it?"
"Hurry up! Sickle!"
"I can't do it." Kama made no move.
"You can do it." The old man said coldly.
"I can't do it!" Tears flowed from his scarlet eyes.
"You can do it!" The old man remained indifferent.
"I can't do it!!!" Kama yelled in collapse.
"Asshole!!!" roared angrily, the old man walked quickly to the front of the sickle and slapped the sickle on the face.
The sound of slaps sounded loudly.
"This is not a request! This is an order! You have to do it for me! Bastard!!!"
The old man roared angrily, picked up the knife, and stuffed it into Siam's hand.
Scarlet eyes looked at each other, reflecting each other's crazy figures.
The hand holding the knife was trembling slightly.
"Silly, I'm warning you, you're a loser who has no right to live! Don't force me to kill you!"
Killing intent spurted out of the old man.
A thick and creamy feeling surrounded the whole body, making one feel sick, and the sickle's trembling became more intense.
"grandfather..."
Sickle is crying...
"waste!"
Angrily, he pushed his grandson away.
The old man turned over, picked up a long knife from the knife rest, and drew it.
Amidst the icy sword sounds, even colder scarlet eyes reflected on the icy sharp blade.
"Today, only one person can get out alive."
"It's either you or me."
"Kama, wake up for me."
Crazy! This world!
The scarlet striations were turning rapidly, and Ma Nu was watching the approaching figure of his grandfather in a state of collapse.