Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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And so, Itachi Uchiha and Inaho Uchiha, along with the enthusiastic Sasuke, embarked on their morning patrol of Konoha Village.

Since it was still early, there were few pedestrians on the streets, and the whole village appeared quiet and peaceful.

The soft morning light shone on the familiar street scene. Itachi paused slightly, looked around, and couldn't help but show a slightly dazed expression.

The layout of the surrounding buildings, the direction of the roads... everything looks just like the old Uchiha clan territory in my memory!

Even the tall, ancient tree on the street is still standing in the same spot.

Itachi was shocked: their Uchiha clan was still living in the old house in the center of the village?

What kind of world could possibly spare the Uchiha clan from being ostracized?

As Itachi walked, he pondered, countless questions flashing through his mind.

But he couldn't ask any more questions right now, so he had to suppress his shock.

Fortunately, Inagi was with him, so it didn't matter that Itachi didn't know the patrol route; he just needed to follow the two of them to avoid being exposed.

Along the way, Sasuke kept pestering Itachi for tips on using various Sharingan genjutsu.

Itachi composed himself and patiently answered his younger brother's questions one by one.

Without realizing it, he was speaking familiar terms and insights, and the scene gave him a strange feeling of returning to the past.

As the three patrolled the streets, time slowly passed, and Konoha Village gradually became lively.

Shops along the street gradually opened, and more pedestrians began to appear, filling the streets and alleys with the vitality of the morning.

When patrolling near the Hokage Building, the shops are most concentrated there, and the crowds are the largest.

As Itachi and his group walked down the street, shopkeepers and villagers along the way stopped to greet them warmly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Itachi-sama! Inahi-sama! Sasuke-sama!"

"Thank you all for your hard work on patrol today!"

...His voice was full of respect and gratitude.

Many people bowed to them, showing them great friendliness.

"Good morning, everyone. Patrolling is what we should do." Daohuo smiled and waved, responding to each person's greetings in a cheerful and friendly manner.

This scene, when witnessed by Itachi, only elicited his utter shock and disbelief.

He held his breath silently, slowing his pace by half a beat.

In my memory, when the clansmen managed the police affairs, there was always an invisible wall between them and the ordinary villagers.

Misunderstandings, dissatisfaction, alienation... those cold gazes and whispered gossips are what he is familiar with in his "daily life".

But now, the villagers before him showed no fear or hostility whatsoever; instead, they were filled with gratitude and respect…

Itachi felt his heart race, and even breathing became difficult.

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Itachi Uchiha have been detected! Emotional value +500!]

Just as he was in a state of utter confusion, a frail yet delighted voice suddenly came from not far away: "Oh my—Lord Inahime! Lord Itachi! You've come on patrol!"

The weasel looked in the direction of the sound and saw an elderly woman with gray hair get up and walk out from a vegetable stall on the side of the street. She was all smiles and was carrying a cloth bag as she walked briskly toward them.

"Oh no..." Upon seeing her mother-in-law, Daohuo's previously calm expression immediately turned somewhat flustered.

He quickly waved his hand: "Grandma, you really don't have to do this every time! The clan chief will be angry if he finds out!"

"What nonsense is this young man talking about!" The old woman waved her hand dismissively. "Why is he so angry? This is something I'm willingly giving to you! If he dares to object, I'll have Chief Fugaku come find me!"

As she spoke, she walked up to him and shoved the cloth bag in her hand into Dao Huo's arms.

Dao Huo quickly declined, raising both hands above her head, hesitant to accept: "No, no, Grandma, really, there's no need—"

His face was flushed, and beads of sweat were forming on his forehead as he said anxiously, "We're just doing our job, you don't need to be so polite."

Seeing that the rice harvest wasn't going to be completed, the old woman simply chuckled and hung the cloth bag around his neck, her attitude quite firm: "During the last Chunin Exams, thanks to the children from your police department protecting the village, we old folks were able to escape unscathed. The Hokage himself said so! Everyone is very grateful to you! Now you patrol and protect everyone every day from dawn till dusk, this is just a little snack I made myself, it's nothing much!"

After saying that, as if afraid that Daohuo would refuse again, she turned around and quickly walked away, leaning on her cane.

Dao Huo, with a bundle hanging around his neck, stood frozen in place for a long while before he came to his senses.

His face flushed crimson, as if blood could drip from it, and he murmured, "This...this is really embarrassing..."

Sasuke, watching from the side, couldn't help but chuckle and finally burst out laughing.

Seeing that the Uchiha's work was so well-received by the villagers.

Sasuke was also very happy and couldn't help but joke, "Haha, Inahikasa-san, you're quite popular!"

"Cough cough!" Daohu coughed awkwardly for a while, then took off the bag from his neck and carefully put it away.

Inahisa shook her head and sighed, "Young Master Sasuke, please don't make fun of me! If the clan leader finds out, I'll get a scolding again..."

Although Daohuo's tone was full of sighs, he couldn't hide the smugness on his face, and the corners of his mouth were turned up in a wide smile.

"Your father won't blame you."

Daohuo blushed even more upon hearing this, and said with an embarrassed smile, "Sigh! It's just a small matter within my duties, I didn't expect these residents to get so agitated! Sigh! This makes me so embarrassed!"

As he spoke, he tilted his head back, clearly very pleased with himself.

Itachi listened to their back-and-forth banter but didn't respond.

He simply stood there quietly, watching everything unfold, as if he were in a completely unfamiliar world.

The smiling faces of the neighbors around him flickered before his eyes, and every word he heard was so clear, yet he suddenly felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand up.

Police Department...protecting the village...the Hokage's praise...the villagers' gratitude...

Each word was like a heavy hammer, striking his heart fiercely.

Itachi's breathing became more and more rapid, his mind churning with complex emotions.

Shock, confusion, doubt, guilt...

Countless thoughts tangled and tore at him, almost overwhelming him.

"This can't be real...it can't be real..."

The sight of the Uchiha clan living in harmony with Konoha and enjoying widespread recognition was, in fact, a near-cruel shock to Itachi.

A sudden, suffocating pain surged in my chest.

If the Uchiha clan could achieve such an ending.

Then what did all that he did amount to?

Itachi's pupils contracted sharply, as if the world had lost its balance at that moment.

He tried to steady himself, but his legs felt weak as if all the strength had been drained from them.

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Itachi Uchiha have been detected! Emotional value +5000!]

"thump."

Uchiha Itachi could no longer maintain his composure, staggered, and fell heavily to his knees!

His pupils were unfocused and his face was deathly pale.

"Nissan!"

Sasuke was stunned for a moment, then cried out in surprise and rushed forward to support Itachi's shoulder, "What's wrong?!"

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +500!]

"Young Master! Please hold on!" Daohuo's face changed drastically with anxiety. He squatted down, supporting Itachi's back with one hand and grabbing his arm with the other, afraid that he would fall down.

Chapter 164 The Weasel is Critically Ill

Before Sasuke and Inahisa could ask what was going on, Itachi Uchiha's chest heaved violently, and he coughed a few times!

"Wow--"

He felt a sweet taste in his throat, spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and collapsed to the ground, unconscious!

"Nissan!!"

Sasuke froze for half a second, then rushed forward in a panic, grabbing Itachi's shoulder and shaking him repeatedly, "What's wrong? Wake up! Nii-san!!"

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +500!]

Inahisa was dumbfounded, cold sweat instantly beading on her forehead: "Young Master?! Lord Itachi—"

He crouched down helplessly, supporting Itachi's back while looking around frantically, "W-what do we do?!"

Shop owners and pedestrians nearby heard the commotion and gathered around.

When the crowd realized that the person on the ground, coughing up blood and unconscious, was Uchiha Itachi, they immediately stirred.

"Quick! Get him to the hospital!"

An uncle selling vegetables rushed forward, his voice trembling with anxiety, and reached out to help lift Itachi's body.

"I'll help you up here!"

Another young passerby immediately took off his coat and placed it under the weasel's head, then carefully lifted one of its arms and put it on his own shoulder.

Sasuke, his hands stained with his brother's blood, was completely disoriented. Only when he saw the villagers helping him did he snap out of his daze and nod repeatedly, "Yes, yes! Quick, get him to the hospital!"

With everyone's concerted efforts, Itachi Uchiha was quickly sent to Konoha Hospital.

……

Inside the hospital's emergency room, medical staff were busy rushing Itachi into the operating room.

In the corridor, Sasuke and Inahi were blocked outside the door and could only watch anxiously.

After a while, Sasuke still felt dizzy, as if a large rock was stuck in his chest, making it hard to breathe.

He sat blankly on the bench outside the operating room, his hands still stained with his brother's blood, the crimson stains glaringly bright.

"Will Nissan in my dreams... also get into trouble?"

Sasuke murmured to himself, his mind in turmoil. As he thought about this, a chill ran down his spine, and his fingers involuntarily clenched the hem of his clothes.

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +600!]

Seeing Sasuke's pale face and dazed expression, Inahime murmured a few times, wanting to offer comfort, but ultimately didn't know how to put it into words.