Starting as a part-time worker from Naruto

only……

What they didn’t expect was…

Someone was already waiting for them at the entrance to the duel.

"Jiraiya..."

Tsunade looked at Jiraiya who was guarding the entrance with some disbelief. She saw that Jiraiya was wearing a black funeral suit and even had a flower on his chest.

How is this going?

Didn't Myobokuyama deliver the news of Jiraiya's death?

"Lustful fairy!"

Uzumaki Naruto was shocked by the resurrected Jiraiya!

"Ha, Tsunade..."

Jiraiya's lips habitually wanted to chuckle and say hello to Tsunade, but his palm touched the white flowers on his chest, letting him know what day it was.

"that……"

Jiraiya suddenly didn't dare to look at Uzumaki Naruto. He didn't know how Uzumaki Naruto would cry when he learned about his death, but he was worried about how sad Uzumaki Naruto would be when he knew what day it was today...

"Jiraiya, why are you dressed like this..."

Tsunade didn't care so much and hurriedly walked to Jiraiya's side. There was nothing that made her happier than meeting her dead old friend at this moment!

however……

When Tsunade walked to Jiraiya's side, she saw a crowd of people in front of her, a group of Uchiha wearing black funeral clothes, and even some acquaintances she knew among them...

"This is……"

Tsunade was suddenly shocked and looked at this scene in disbelief: "It seems that everyone was resurrected by Sasuke using the earth reincarnation technique? Doesn't that kid want everyone to watch the relationship between their brothers? A duel, right?"

"possible……"

"What's the misunderstanding..."

There was a hint of guilt on Jiraiya's face, especially when he saw Uzumaki Naruto rushing over to hug him. He even didn't dare to pat the brat on the shoulder like he did in the past!

"..."

Uchiha Itachi walked up slowly with a serious expression.

"and many more……"

Jiraiya looked at Uchiha Itachi deeply, he reached out and took off the white flower on his chest, and handed it to the man: "Wear this..."

"Whose funeral is it today?"

Uzumaki Naruto glanced curiously at the group of Uchiha standing in the dark: "Where is Sasuke? Didn't Granny Tsunade say there is something important today?"

"Yes……"

"Sasuke's funeral..."

Jiraiya turned his head, not daring to look at Uzumaki Naruto.

"what?"

Uzumaki Naruto's mind instantly went blank.

"What did you say?"

Tsunade's mind was a little confused.

"..."

Uchiha Itachi's heart ached, and he suddenly coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked inside the base in disbelief. He saw a dense group of black funeral clothes.

Also saw...

The mother in the crowd was crying and sobbing...

And the father who looked so gloomy and ugly that he looked like he was about to drip water...

"Things may be a little beyond your expectations..."

Jiraiya took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and pressed it on Uzumaki Naruto's hair, feeling the trembling of his disciple's body, and said with all his strength: "Naruto, this has nothing to do with you, it's not your fault, Sasuke just chose his own life..."

"Your companion..."

"A good and great ninja."

"Sasuke just chose the life he could choose, instead of sinking into the past controlled by others. This is his own choice, don't be sad..."

Jiraiya spoke as calmly as possible about what he saw. He told the truth about the destruction of the Uchiha clan and the resurrection of the Uchiha clan.

"Back then..."

"In order to allow Sasuke to survive, Uchiha Itachi chose to kill all the clan members, bearing the hatred of his brother and the infamy of the genocide alone..."

"but……"

"This also caused Sasuke to fall into hatred and darkness..."

"Now……"

"In order to pay for his own survival, Sasuke sacrificed his own life and resurrected his dead clansmen..."

"Don't be sad... Don't be sad..."

Jiraiya's palms pressed harder and harder on Uzumaki Naruto's shoulders. He could hear Uzumaki Naruto sobbing softly: "Naruto... This is his choice..."

"..."

Uchiha Itachi surpassed Jiraiya step by step.

The man's mind was still blank. He calmly moved forward step by step, walking past a group of people who were increasingly hostile to him, past his painful parents and mother, and finally stopped in front of a coffin.

"These are his eyes."

Uchiha Madara stood beside the coffin, took out a bottle and handed it to Uchiha Itachi, and said with contempt: "That brat... doesn't need your eyes... nor does he need the fate you arranged for him..."

"Speaking of which..."

Uchiha Madara looked into Uchiha Itachi's eyes, and the mockery on the corner of his mouth was almost no longer concealed: "You are really proficient in controlling your Mangekyō Sharingan. You can even control your Sharingan from turning into a Mangekyō shape when your relatives die..."

“I sensed it…”

"You brought people from Konoha with you?"

"Are you worried that you are no match for him? Are you worried that your brother's death will not be clean enough?"

"..."

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from Uchiha Itachi's eyes. He could hear Uchiha Madara's ridicule, and naturally knew that this man saw through that his eyes were just ordinary three-magatama Sharingan. He was not even using his own eyes. Say goodbye to my brother with my eyes!

This brother...

I actually chose to use this method...

Choosing to die as a reward for everything he had done!

Uchiha Itachi didn't take the eyes in Uchiha Madara's hand. He stretched out his hand and put it on the coffin. His body almost couldn't stop and almost fell to the ground. He looked down at the young man lying peacefully in the coffin, and his voice was painful. Repressed in throat.

"Sasuke..."

"Don't sleep anymore..."

"I just want you to survive..."

"This is all my fault. I should be the one dying. Why should I sacrifice my own life? I just want you to survive..."

"No matter what you become..."

"I will always love you..."

Uchiha Itachi almost didn't dare to touch his brother. His fingers finally slowly stretched out to Sasuke's face: "As long as you can live..."

"Humph……"

"Now it is your turn……"

Uchiha Madara hugged his arms, looked at Uchiha Itachi, whose spirit was almost broken by the pain, and said contemptuously: "Experience the pain he once went through. He was obviously the one who deserved to die, but his younger brother found a way to survive. Be thankful that you have such a younger brother..."

"Sasuke..."

Bloody tears were streaming down Uchiha Itachi's cheeks.

Uchiha Madara's taunts were like sharp daggers, piercing his heart over and over again, making him even want to die here immediately. He wanted to use his own life to resurrect his brother immediately!

Mysterious space.

Caught between the underworld and the real world.

An illusory figure floated in mid-air, and the dark scepter in his hand gently touched the water. It was the legendary Sage of Six Paths.

Next to the Immortal of Six Paths, stood the soul body of a young man. He lowered his head and looked down at the scene in the water, his face full of indifference.

"The reincarnation of Indra Chakra..."

The Sage of Six Paths stroked his beard and looked down at everything in the mirror, with a troubled look on his face: "Resurrecting the dead on such a large scale... will have a great impact on the world of the living... Do you know what the consequences of what you are doing will be?"

"I don't need to explain to you what my men are doing, right?"

A voice appeared in their ears accompanied by a terrifying pressure.

A good-looking young man picked his ear and looked at the souls of the Sage of Six Paths and Uchiha Sasuke with some boredom: "Anyway, you didn't educate your son Indra well, so his affairs have nothing to do with you. Besides, this useless bastard is just the reincarnation of Indra's chakra..."

"..."

Uchiha Sasuke's soul jumped.

Originally, after his experience in this world, his favorable impression of this man rose sharply, but after being scolded, these favorable impressions instantly dropped to negative numbers...

Own……

I must have guessed wrong...

This man is really not a good person...

"cut……"

"This is a cheap way of revenge..."

The young man who came to rescue the man lowered his head and glanced at the scene emerging on the water. A hint of disdain inevitably appeared on his face: "Don't say you are my man in the future. Anyway, when you first knew the truth, you were unwilling to obey my orders..."

"This time..."

"You're barely qualified."

(End of the book)