Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 43 I really did it myself...?

Yan Yi was unaware of the changes in Takita's mindset that followed. He was now focused and ready to dedicate himself fully to the mission.

Compared to the relatively safe territory of their allied families, their next target, the Thousand Hands Clan territory, can be described as extremely dangerous!

If anything goes wrong during the process, you could be killed instantly, or even worse, captured alive by the enemy.

A bead of sweat slid down Yan Yi's forehead. The closer they got to the Thousand Hands Clan's territory, the more nervous he became.

"Third Young Master, are you alright? Would you like to rest for a bit...?" He Yan noticed Yan Yi's unease and slowed his pace.

Yan Yi shook her head and said, "It's okay, I'm fine... I'll just continue the mission."

“Okay…” Kazuhiko nodded, and resumed his previous pace.

Even if they really needed to rest, now wasn't the time. Although Yan Yi was young, he understood this very well. Stopping now would only make the team's situation more dangerous...

Yan Yi was indeed extremely nervous, firstly because it was her first time participating in such a dangerous mission that could involve combat.

Secondly... the Senju clan. Yan Yi really didn't want to fight them, because the little boy who saved his life was also a member of the Senju clan.

But there was nothing he could do; as a member of the Uchiha clan, he had no choice in the face of the current situation.

Although she didn't know why the image of the cute little black-and-white-haired boy kept replaying in her mind, Yan Yi was also alert to her surroundings...

We shouldn't be far from the Thousand Hands territory... If the mission goes smoothly, we should be able to get back home before nightfall.

......

"Father! How could you let Itama go to the battlefield alone! You!!"

Hashirama was furious. He had just received news that his younger brother Itama had been suddenly sent on a mission, and neither he nor Tobirama knew about it!

Buddha glanced indifferently at the furious Hashirama and said nonchalantly, "To truly change his mind, it would be best to personally kill some Uchiha bastards... Besides, it's time for him to fulfill his duties as a Senju clansman!"

Tobirama stood behind Hashirama, his expression a mixture of emotions. Although he suspected his father had sent many men to follow him, so what? The danger wouldn't be any less...

Seeing his father's indifferent attitude, Hashirama didn't want to argue with him for even a second, so he turned around, slammed the door, and left...

But Butsuma acted as if he hadn't seen anything, letting Hashirama leave without saying a word to stop him.

Tobirama thought it over and over but still couldn't understand this terrible decision. He casually apologized and followed Hashirama away.

After the two boys finished their tantrum, a hint of worry flashed in Fojian's eyes...

He was initially reluctant to send his own son on a mission. But seeing Itama's stubborn refusal to admit his mistake, he became furious...

He felt he wasn't a good father and hadn't guided his sons properly; he believed he hadn't done enough. But in this era, there are often things one can't do.

......

Itama was dressed in green armor, with a white cloth strip tied around his forehead.

Unlike the fervent determination of the other ninjas in his squad, his eyes were lifeless, and he didn't know what expression to make.

Things like "for the honor of the clan, defeat the Uchiha"...

He felt no remorse whatsoever; he even attributed his third brother's death to the adults in the family forcing him to his demise. If it weren't for the necessity of sending these seemingly useless children to the battlefield... how could his third brother have died?

Itama was heartbroken. His father's decision to force him to take up a knife in battle had already left him somewhat disheartened.

Following behind the group, Itama slapped his cheek hard.

At least for now, he doesn't want to die like this. He still wants to live with his older brothers and see the "real agreement" that his older brother talked about!

That way, we won't be forced to hurt others anymore, right?

Weaving through the bushes, Itama's mission this time was to snipe the Uchiha squad that was transporting supplies or delivering intelligence.

There were four elite ninjas in the team; although they weren't familiar with him, they still took good care of him...

Although they didn't understand why the clan leader would suddenly send out his youngest son, who probably wasn't even a ninja, they could only try their best to take care of him for the time being.

Just as Itama had mentally prepared himself, the thing he least wanted to happen still happened...

"Enemy ahead, three in total, appears to be a resource transport team. Prepare for battle..."

"receive..."

The five-person squad, except for Itama, were all ready for battle. They were crouching in the trees to hide their figures, as if they would suddenly launch their most ferocious attack at any moment.

"Young Master? You... never mind, Bai Yuan, you stay here to protect him, the three of us will go down..."

The captain felt somewhat helpless. Seeing the utterly unmotivated Banma, he suddenly regretted not refusing the clan leader's request.

This young master... is completely useless. Judging from his current state, he probably wouldn't even be able to protect himself or seek help.

Itama felt a jolt; he had indeed become a burden to the team... It was no longer possible to escape now.

"I...I can fight too..."

He gripped the kunai tightly in his hand, and his previously dull eyes gradually sparkled with a fighting spirit... The reason was simple: he didn't want to become a burden and cause his teammates to die.

......

The air was unusually quiet. Suddenly, the Uchiha group transporting supplies sensed something, and the next second, the sound of metal cutting through the air rang out!

bass--

The Uchiha members reacted immediately, narrowly dodging several kunai attacks.

However, the kunai attack was just a decoy. With the cooperation of Itama's three teammates, a huge combination ninjutsu suddenly erupted.

"Earth Escape·Yellow Spring Marsh!"

"Earth Release·Earth Release!"

"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet!"

The ground beneath the Uchiha group's feet suddenly became sticky. Before they could react, the surrounding ground suddenly cracked open, turning into a deep pit with a huge drop, trapping them all inside... Then came the direct attack of the Water Dragon Bullet.

Itama's eyelids twitched as he watched their coordinated attack. This combination of ninjutsu... was clearly a deadly move. In other words, if you were to take the full hit of this, defeat was inevitable.

No more sounds of resistance could be heard below. The captain released his ninjutsu, and as the Earth Release dissipated, only three Uchiha clansmen remained lying on the ground...

"Young Master, it's your turn..."

"Ah... what's my turn?" Itama asked instinctively.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the question was asked, all four team members frowned and looked at Itama, their faces showing not only seriousness but also a hint of doubt.

The captain handed the kunai in his hand to Itama and said to him as a matter of course, "Of course, we should kill them all. This is also the task that the clan leader gave us."

These individuals were all elite Senju ninjas; the ordinary Uchiha ninjas transporting supplies below posed no threat to them, and they could be killed with a flick of their wrists...

So they specifically brought Itama here to snipe these supply squads, just to help Itama "grow"...

"Completely kill...?"

Itama stared in terror at the kunai in his hand, his hand trembling uncontrollably.

I never expected that my father had specially sent them to lead me on a mission, not to die... but to make me kill with my own hands.

"..."

Standing before these powerless Uchiha clansmen, Itama simply couldn't bring himself to strike...

Even though their hands and feet were bound by earth magic and their bodies were severely injured from the impact, their eyes remained defiant. In one of the boys' eyes, there was even a trace of resentment and fear...

"Pierce their eyes first, so they won't use their pupil magic on you."

The captain's cold words rang in Itama's ears. Trembling, Itama raised the kunai in his hand and aimed it at the eyes of one of the Uchiha ninjas...

This is a boy who looks no more than two years older than his older brother... and now, he is about to be killed by his own hands?

His dark, bright eyes were beautiful, but I'm about to destroy them with a kunai...

His hands were still trembling, and Itama seemed to have lost his soul. Seeing those large, dark eyes, the images in his mind gradually overlapped...

The blade was less than five centimeters from the other person's eyeball... Itama clearly saw the deep fear in the other person's eyes, that helpless look piercing his soul, making him hesitate to strike...

Almost a minute has passed. The commotion here has probably alerted other potential enemies nearby. Hesitating any longer will only put the team in danger.

The captain frowned deeply, a hint of disappointment creeping into his heart. This youngest son of the clan chief was far less capable than his brothers...

"Hurry up, young master, we're about to be discovered by the enemy..." A team member looked at Itama, who hadn't made a move yet, with impatience and urged him on.

"I...I can't do it..."

Itama's voice was hoarse; he simply couldn't bring himself to do it, the knife tip stopping right in front of his opponent's face...

The captain sighed, flashed to the front of Itama, and before Itama could react, grabbed his hand and thrust it forward swiftly.

puff-

"what!!"

A scream rang in his ears, and Itama's heart clenched. He stared in disbelief at the kunai in his hand, which had pierced the other's eyeball...

Blood flowed down the kunai and into his palm, making the entire kunai slippery and almost impossible to hold.

Itama's spirits were severely shaken at that moment; he had truly done it himself...

In a panic, Itama tried to throw away the kunai, but his right hand was grabbed once again...

puff-

The sound of sharp blades piercing through bodies rang out; the Uchiha clansmen who had just been transporting supplies were now all dead.

His carotid artery was slashed open, and his right hand was completely stained with blood, which also splattered onto his clothes and armor.

A strong, pungent smell of blood rushed into Banjian's mind, as if a drill made of blood was relentlessly drilling into his brain...

"vomit...."

Unable to hold it in, Itama suddenly went limp and knelt on the ground, dry heaving.

The scene, the smell... and the fear and disgust of killing with his own hands have rendered him incapable of thinking.