Naruto Magic Showdown

Chapter 1
He clasped his hands, and sat there lonely as usual, with his head slightly lowered, his eyelids half closed, and he could only see a shadow cast by his eyelashes on his face as cold as snow.

Under the moonlight, his Qinghua is like the moon, warm and moist like jade, his expression is indifferent, no sadness or joy can be seen, and there is a kind of silence in his whole person.

He sat upright, still deserted, with no clothes and water, unmoved by the wind, lonely and quiet.

Even if there are thousands of prosperity around him, as long as he is there, he will become a dim and careless shadow, but he only has long eyelashes drooping slightly, as quiet as a white lotus flower blooming at night under the moon, quiet and elegant.

Such a him, indifferent and dignified, his eyes flickering, desolate and lonely, with nothing but coldness in his eyes.

His smile, sitting upright at the end of time, is as quiet as a sword immersed in a deep pool for thousands of years, as gentle as fog.

Under the moonlight, he sat upright, calm and sad, like flowing water flowing quietly, without a trace.

Between the eyebrows is an elegant nobility, alienated and indifferent, as if nothing in the world can be exchanged. He glanced lightly, his eyes were like water, cold and clear, the spirit of flowers was concentrated on the tip of his brows, and the moonlight shone in his eyes.

Carrying the sky full of stars, he stretched out his hand and said to his young brother, I am waiting for you.

You are the pride of the Uchiha family, because you are so powerful, the whole family is proud of you.

Withdraw your edge, you have always only had your young brother in your eyes.

That's all, nothing more.

Your biggest regret is that you couldn't spend the whole childhood with him properly. That younger brother looked up to you wholeheartedly, but you can only say to him every time without exception, Sasuke next time.

Gently tap on his forehead, I heard the long sigh in your heart, and your eyes were sad.

Day after day next time, do you still have the heart to see his disappointed eyes?

You can only turn your back silently, pretending to be indifferent, and there are turbulent undercurrents in your heart, no one knows.

Hearing his whisper, it was the next time.You just stand up and leave without any explanation.

Many times, a sentence of sorry is too pale, so I would rather not.

You can only look at him silently where he can't see, see his efforts, and leave with a smile.

You walk in the woods with him on your back and say, you've done a good job.

This little brother, he loves him so much that he can't bear to make him sad.

You carry him like you are carrying the inheritance of your own life, but you never thought that one day, you will not be able to carry him anymore, and he will fly by himself.

After that moonlit night, you broke all the bonds with your own hands.

At that time, how could you be so ruthless to lay such a heavy hand on the younger brother you have always loved? I want to ask you, are you really as strong as you have shown.

You are still not strong enough, but you are just a little bit stronger than your brother.

All the unbearableness will be borne by you, and all the infamy will be borne by you. All you ask is for him to live a good life.

It's that simple.

He doesn't know, you don't care, what you care about is that he is still alive.

Because of this, I can walk strong for a lifetime, and when I am sad or helpless, I can walk on.

Itachi, you are such a smart person, you made such a choice, would you be so stupid.

Maybe you firmly believe in your heart that he loves you as much as you love, or you trust him too much, but it’s fine no matter what, Itachi, except for you, I have never seen such a brother in this world.

Apart from you, I have never seen a brother like you.

Like you, bro.

At the end you fell down, with a gratified smile, you reached out and knocked his forehead.

This time, there will be no next time.

Did you see the look in his eyes? That look is not deceiving.

That's the way a younger brother looks at his brother, the way he looks at his favorite brother.

If you can still feel it, then you should feel at ease.

Itachi, do you regret it? If you could come again, would you still choose this way?

There are thousands of threads about the fate of the world.

The flowers bloom silently, and the snow falls in the mountains.

(End of this chapter)