Naruto: My Akatsuki organization is number one in the world

"Heh~

Naruto sent a message asking us to look for you all over the world."

Uchiha Fugaku put down the letter in his hand and sneered at the big pillar who was kneeling beside him.

"It seems that he already knows that you have come to this world, and he also said in his heart... Uzumaki Boruto is now in the Hidden Rain Village."

"Father, I will prepare to leave now."

Whether it is for the naughty child Uzumaki Boruto or to meet Naruto in this world, the big pillar decided to rush to the Hidden Rain Village immediately.

What's more, there are... his mother and brother who he misses day and night in the Hidden Rain Village.

"Wait, I haven't finished talking yet, why are you panicking?"

Uchiha Fugaku stopped the big pillar who turned around and left.

The next second, Uchiha Fugaku slowly stood up from the chair, and the sound of bones popping beans came from his whole body.

"I'm going back with you this time, and I just want to see... What kind of young talent is Uzumaki Boruto who is thinking about my granddaughter..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uchiha Fugaku's black robe fluttered without wind, and the corner of his robe swung violently, smashing the chair behind him into powder.

Big Pillar: (ー_ー)!!

Big Pillar secretly rejoiced in his heart that fortunately he had not had time to tell Uchiha Fugaku that Uzumaki Boruto was his apprentice, otherwise...

Maybe it's not the chair that has been smashed into powder, but himself...

...

"Okay, your training here today ends here..."

Hearing this, Boruto ran away without caring about the pain on his body.

But before he ran a few steps, he was grabbed by the back of the neck by the second pillar.

Nizhuzi: "Where are you going?"

Uzumaki Boruto: ꒰꒪꒫꒪⌯꒱...

"Master... didn't you say that today's training is over?"

"I said that the training here is over, but it doesn't mean... there won't be someone else to continue training you instead of me."

Uzumaki Boruto's face turned pale with a "swish", and he was shaking like a sieve.

"No, no need... I think the amount of training today is already..."

"Stop talking nonsense, follow me!"

Looking at the back of Nizhuzi who was trembling and walking away, Naruto smiled slightly.

"You can't become a qualified ninja just by having great power~"

Just yesterday, Naruto had sorted out 108 scripts and handed them to Itachi.

Itachi's Mangekyō has long been thirsty, waiting for Uzumaki Boruto, the protagonist of the 108 life dramas, to deliver to his door...

"Hmm~ Let me think about what the script is that I want this naughty kid to experience in Tsukuyomi today...

Emmm... It seems that he starts with a bowl, conquers a country after years of hard work, and is about to ascend the throne to become emperor when he is awakened from his dream by a slap, and a hemp rope is thrown to him pointing at the crooked tree in front of him and told to do whatever he wants?"

Yeah, very good.

I believe that after experiencing this script, Uzumaki Boruto will understand——

There has never been a chosen son in this world, and a smooth and frustration-free life only appears in dreams.

Only by abandoning those useless delusions and moving forward step by step, can he find the road that belongs to him alone...

...

In the most remote corner of the Hidden Rain Village, there are two simple wooden houses standing alone.

Apart from Xiaodi's weapons testing ground, this is probably the most desolate place in the entire Rain Village.

The owners of these two wooden houses are Itachi, who was deprived of the "Uchiha" surname, and Uchiha Izumi, who is responsible for "monitoring" him.

Creak~

A harsh friction sound came from the old wooden door.

In the dark little house with no windows or lights, scarlet eyes slowly opened.

"... Coming?"

Itachi's voice was a little hoarse, and just hearing this voice made Uzumaki Boruto, who followed Nibashi and pushed the door into the house, feel a chill.

"Is Sister Izumi not here?"

Nibashi looked around and did not find the familiar figure.

"Izumi went to the street to buy things, and now I am the only one here."

"..."

"..."

The house fell into a long silence, and after a long time.

"Leave the person to me."

Itachi said slowly.

"...Your pain is getting worse.

Please let me take you to see the last one...Brother."

Erizu looked at the two faint red lights in the darkness with a complicated expression, and tried his best to make his voice soft.

It's strange that Erzu, who has merged with the "Soul of Flathead Brother", has confronted almost everyone in the Hidden Rain Village, but onlyAlone in front of Itachi... Nijira could magically suppress his instinct as the "Ninja World Flathead Brother".

"Next time... Tsukuyomi."

As the Mangekyo rotated, Uzumaki Boruto, who was still in a daze, was instantly pulled into the illusion that had been constructed long ago.

"After the training, I will let him go back by himself.

And now... you should leave, Sasuke."

Itachi's words seemed gentle, but Nijira could not detect even a trace of the friendship between the brothers in the past.

He didn't understand what happened to his brother. It seemed that after the death of Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzo... Itachi deliberately alienated the relationship between him and Nijira.

Or, Itachi was deliberately alienating everyone.

After the operation of killing Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzo outside the Goat Village, Itachi, who returned to the Hidden Rain Village, locked himself in this dark wooden house all day long, and even the sun seemed unable to shine in at all.

No one knows why he locked himself up here, and no one knows what he is planning in this darkness all day long.

Perhaps the only person who knows the truth is Uchiha Izumi who has always been by his side, but Izumi refused to tell Nijiru the truth.

To date, the information Nijiru has collected can be slightly related to Itachi's abnormal behavior...

The only thing is that Itachi's physical condition is extremely poor, and it is getting worse day by day.

"... Humph! Let's go!"

A nameless fire ignited in his chest, and Nijiru turned around and stepped out of the house, closing the door heavily.

The old wooden door once again blocked the weak light from the outside world, and the two weak red lights gradually extinguished in the silent darkness.

Itachi closed his eyes and listened quietly to Nijiru's increasingly weak footsteps. It was not until he confirmed that he had completely walked away that Itachi slightly opened his lips.

"Forgive me, Sasuke..."