From Naruto onwards, I've become a dreamer.

Chapter 257 Mr. A: Welcoming the Holy Son

You are angry.

Itachi tilted his head, blinked his cute eyes, stared at Shisui, and asked in a childish voice, "Why, why doesn't anyone want to?"

In those jewel-like black eyes, there was a clear and innocent look, as if all the sins he had committed were nothing more than an interesting 'game' in his mind.

His childlike simplicity made it impossible for him to understand why everyone was trying to stop him.

"You killed so many people!" Shisui's hatred burned in his pupils as he stared intently at the child who resembled a 'demon,' his teeth almost grinding to powder, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with terrifying bloodshot veins, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "It was you who took their lives, do you think this is right? Itachi!"

"I don't understand, life has never been taken away."

Upon hearing this, a look of confusion appeared on Itachi's chubby, adorable face. He bit his blood-stained index finger and tilted his head, saying, "But, back to the beginning, why don't you understand?"

The child's naive explanation not only failed to evoke Shisui's empathy, but instead made him laugh in anger, shouting, "What nonsense are you talking about? Look around you! They've all stopped breathing, stopped laughing, stopped living because of you. They've become corpses. They're dead, understand? Dead!"

However, even when faced with Shisui, who was almost blinded by rage and completely lost his mind, Itachi remained calm.

“But death is not the end.” His eyes were clear and pure, and his calm tone was as if he were describing something very ordinary and common, without even the slightest fluctuation: “Life, from the beginning, is born, and death is just a return. You don’t understand.”

“What on earth are you talking about?”

However, Shisui felt something was off, and a strange chill ran through him.

A past memory, accompanied by a sudden surge of fear, flashed through his mind once again.

He remembered that when Itachi was three years old, this guy had already shown amazing and terrifying talent. Even though he had just been promoted to Jonin, he was at a disadvantage in a few seconds during his battle with Itachi. If his master hadn't stopped him in time, he probably would have died.

During that battle, he realized that Itachi Uchiha was definitely not a normal 'human'.

Because he lacks any conventional human thinking, his actions are always strange, and the only person who can suppress him is Uchiha Mikoto.

But now, the monster has been unleashed!
"I was wrong, Itachi."

Shisui closed his eyes, the memory ending. He lowered his voice and said in a deep voice, "You are a monster, a monster that must be eliminated!"

A strong intuition told him that if Itachi were allowed to live, this terrifying child would cause unimaginable horrors in the future!
Can't you hear me?

Itachi straightened his tilted head and blinked his innocent big eyes: "Can't you hear His voice?"

At this moment, Mr. A, who had remained silent all along, suddenly brightened up.

Sure enough, this child can hear the voice of the 'Lord'. No wonder the Dark Saint specifically instructed him to bring this child back.

"I must kill you here!" Shisui made up his mind. Even if it would come at a heavy price, he had to kill Itachi and this monster here for Konoha and for his fallen clansmen. The Mangekyou Sharingan appeared in his pupils, his killing intent pure and unadulterated: "With these eyes, my eye technique, Kotoamatsukami!"

"You...you're going to stop me?"

Itachi suddenly smiled and said innocently, "Then I can kill you."

However, just as the battle was about to break out and Shisui was about to unleash Kotoamatsukami...

Suddenly, a deep 'malice' from behind abruptly stiffened his body, making him as stiff and wooden as a rusty puppet, unable to move an inch.

"That's it."

Mr. A grinned, interrupting the imminent battle, and walked past Shisui to stand in front of Itachi.

Although he hadn't yet released a single soul, he possessed a considerable number of extraordinary properties, so he commissioned another saint to craft them into extraordinary items. The one he had just used was a 'vengeful spirit' necklace, which could temporarily immobilize a person's consciousness and movements, but the side effect was that it required devouring a soul as a 'sacrifice' afterward.

"Are you going to stop me too?"

Itachi looked at Mr. A with curious eyes, a look of confusion on his small face: "But, your scent is very familiar. Who are you?"

"You may call me Mr. A."

Mr. A politely bowed, expressing his respect: "I am not your enemy, nor will I stop you."

Shisui stared at him with wide eyes, her mind suddenly clearing up as if a 'thread' had been untangled from the jumbled thoughts in her head.

Could it be that Mr. A from the Aurora Society came to Konoha with Itachi as his target?

"You... you wanted to see me?"

Itachi tilted his head, seemingly showing great curiosity and interest in the suddenly appearing Mr. A: "You are very good. I like you."

"Thank you very much for your appreciation."

Mr. A straightened his black robe, then knelt on one knee, a wicked smile curving his lips: "I've come to take you home, Your Majesty."

Saint. Holy Son?!
Hearing this finally confirmed Shisui's guess.

"So, you came to Konoha just to take 'Itachi' away? What's so special about him?" He suppressed his shock, staring intently at Mr. A, gritting his teeth as he said, "And did you all know this would happen? Tell me!"

Itachi seemed somewhat shocked as well, pausing for half a second before stiffly asking, "Go home? Holy Son? I... don't understand."

"It's alright, Your Highness, you'll find out soon enough."

Mr. A knelt on one knee, his head slightly raised, his gaze always maintaining a respectful but not offensive tone: "You are the embodiment of the will of 'Our Lord,' and we are all 'servants' who serve you. Come, Holy Son, come back with me. The Holy One has been waiting for you for a long time."

"it is good."

Itachi nodded, seemingly unconcerned about being deceived, and strolled over leisurely.

"wait wait wait!"

Shisui struggled desperately, trying to stop them from leaving.

But his stiff body couldn't move, and he could only watch helplessly as Mr. A and Itachi's figures gradually disappeared into the darkness.

“Ahhhh——!!!”

Shisui's furious roar echoed through the deserted streets.

His eyes were wide with rage, his gaze filled with fury, and he hated his own powerlessness. He pounded the ground frantically, letting out hoarse roars like those of a wild beast.

The culprit who slaughtered the Uchiha clan slipped away right before his eyes.

Veins bulged on Uchiha Shisui's forehead, his eyes filled with killing intent and madness as he stared in the direction the two had left: "I swear I will kill you! Uchiha Itachi!"

March 30th, sunny

Damn, I've finally seen what shamelessness looks like. I quit my job and they still gave me over a thousand yuan in salary last month. That's incredible.
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