Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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"A dream... I've entered a dream directly?"

Realizing this, he could no longer sit still. Ignoring his disheveled hair and loose pajamas, he rushed out of the room barefoot.

A clear morning breeze swept through the corridor as he slid down the wooden steps, his feet making a series of crisp, thumping sounds as they scraped against the planks.

Nissan!

As long as my brother in my dream is alright!

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +400!]

As soon as Sasuke rushed down the stairs, he saw two figures sitting in the bright living room.

Several steaming breakfast snacks were laid out on the table, and the aroma of miso soup filled the room, indicating that the family was having breakfast.

One of them was his father, Uchiha Fugaku, who was sitting solemnly at the dining table.

And the other person——

Sasuke's gaze was fixed on the familiar figure by the table, and his breath seemed to stop for a moment.

At this moment, Itachi sat upright opposite his father, dressed in casual clothes, and there were no obvious injuries.

His voice was low and calm, as if he were reporting something to his father.

"...Yesterday's situation was very critical. If it weren't for Kushina-senpai releasing the Tailed Beast Ball at the last moment to break the barrier, it would have been dangerous."

Fugaku's brows furrowed, and his voice deepened: "I never imagined Orochimaru would be so ruthless as to summon the First and Second Hokage. Itachi! After dinner, you and your mother should pay a visit to the Hokage and express your sincere gratitude to them."

"Yes, Father." Itachi nodded slightly. "Mother had already told me about this before I left."

Fugaku showed a hint of approval upon hearing this: "That's good."

Chapter 142 Kakashi's Investigation Results

in the audience.

There were three people sitting in the general audience section today.

Jiraiya, Kakashi, Naruto.

Seeing that Itachi Uchiha was unharmed on the screen, Jiraiya nodded slightly.

Kakashi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Naruto let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes filled with joy: "Thank goodness, Sasuke's brother is alright! Sasuke can finally relax a lot."

[Ding! Naruto's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +400!]

Immediately afterward, Naruto's eyes lit up: "Mom is so strong?!"

His fists clenched so tightly they cracked, a mixture of pride and shame filling his heart: "We both have the Nine-Tails sealed within us, yet the gap between me and my mother is just too vast... I must become stronger!"

Thinking of the suffocating feeling he had when he fought the fake Itachi during the day, almost being crushed by the pressure of chakra, Naruto gritted his teeth. Remembering the "method of controlling the Nine-Tails' chakra" that the perverted sage had mentioned not long ago, his blue eyes rekindled with fighting spirit.

I want to be stronger!

Learn that trick as soon as possible!

Meanwhile, Jiraiya's mind was not on Sasuke's dream.

Jiraiya asked Kakashi in a low voice, "So? What's the result of the investigation I had you do during the day?"

Kakashi's expression turned serious upon hearing this, and he nodded, saying, "Yes, everything has been investigated, and the situation is not optimistic."

He said in a low voice, "A lot of people from the Sound Village have secretly infiltrated the residences of the Sunagakure examinees. And..."

"I also found the four Sound Ninja who ambushed Itachi in the last dream."

"Oh?" Jiraiya raised an eyebrow.

Kakashi was referring to the four Sound Ninja who had joined forces to unleash the "Four Purple Flame Formation".

“What’s even more troublesome is,” Kakashi continued, “Although I haven’t yet figured out the Kazekage’s true identity, the ‘instructors’ accompanying the Sand Village team this time, according to their official records, are only Chunin or even Genin, but after careful observation, I found that they definitely have the strength of Jonin.”

"...It seems pretty much true." Jiraiya nodded slowly, his expression growing increasingly serious. "The Sand Village is planning something big in the Chunin Exams."

Moreover, the mastermind behind it all is undoubtedly Orochimaru.

"Hmph, Orochimaru..." Jiraiya snorted coldly, his fists clenching unconsciously, his gaze becoming extremely sharp.

His former comrades-in-arms are now colluding with other villages to plot against him, which makes him both angry and heartbroken.

……

Meanwhile, in the luxurious VIP room of the dream space, Itachi's figure suddenly appeared.

This wasn't the first time he'd experienced such a bizarre scene, so he wasn't as tense and wary as before. Instead, he calmly sat down on the leather sofa and stared at his brother on the screen.

"Since we're already here, let's see what Sasuke can learn this time."

Itachi muttered to himself, a hint of inquiry and anticipation in his dark eyes.

He was very curious about the effects of the potent drug he had given Sasuke earlier that day in his brother's dream.

……

Sasuke stood frozen at the living room doorway, his mind blank.

Only when he saw his brother's unharmed figure at the dining table did his heart finally settle down.

In an instant, a surge of immense relief and joy washed over him. Sasuke could no longer contain his excitement, and a sob escaped his throat as he threw himself into Itachi's arms.

"Nii-san!!" Sasuke hugged Itachi tightly around the waist, burying his face in his brother's chest, his voice trembling with excitement, "Thank goodness... you're alright, that's so good..."

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +1000!]

Itachi was sitting on the mat talking to his father when his younger brother suddenly hugged him tightly, causing him to freeze instantly.

He looked down at the black-haired boy who had snuggled into his arms, and was momentarily stunned.

What's wrong with Sasuke?

"Ahem!" Fugaku, seeing this, immediately frowned and said in a displeased low voice, "Sasuke, what kind of behavior is this! You get up and don't even change your clothes, running around like this in such an unruly manner. If there were guests present, you would completely disgrace the Uchiha clan!"

"Oh dear, please don't be so strict at a time like this." Mikoto, carrying a bowl of miso soup, quickly comforted her husband upon hearing this, "Sasuke almost lost his brother last night..."

Itachi then came to his senses and realized that his younger brother had lost his composure because he was concerned about him.

Thinking of this, a warm feeling welled up in his eyes. He raised his hand and gently patted Sasuke's back, comforting him, "It's alright, I'm fine now, aren't I? Oh, Sasuke, you're worrying too much."

Sasuke clung tightly to Itachi, trying hard to calm down, but emotions are not something that can be controlled so easily.

He looked up, tears welling in his eyes: "Nii-san, you're really... alright..."

Looking at his brother's familiar and handsome face, and feeling his warm and real body temperature, Sasuke felt a mix of heartache and relief. A surge of emotion welled up in his eyes, and tears finally rolled down his cheeks.

This is his Nissan.

This is the gentle and reliable older brother he remembers!

But what about in reality?

In reality, Itachi had already been... had already been killed tragically by that beast, and even his eyes were taken away by that bastard after his death!

Thinking of all this, Sasuke felt as if his heart was being torn apart, and the grief and anger in his chest almost ripped him apart.

He gritted his teeth, tears streaming down his face, and his hand gripping the weasel's collar trembled slightly.

This damn beast!

You failed to kill me this time, but I will never let you off the hook next time we meet!

Itachi looked down and saw his younger brother suddenly bursting into tears, and was at a loss for what to do: "Sasuke? W-why are you crying now..."

He thought Sasuke was terrified by yesterday's danger, so he quickly comforted him gently, "Don't be afraid, it's all over now. I'm right here beside you, aren't I?"

Itachi reached out and ruffled his younger brother's messy hair, patiently comforting him.

Looking at the gentle and kind Itachi in front of him.

Sasuke felt even worse.

This is how his Nissan should look!

Nissan!

Do you know how horribly you died in real life?

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +400!]

With his brother's gentle pats on his back and whispered words of comfort, Sasuke gradually stopped trembling and calmed down considerably.

He then realized that he had lost his composure and cried in public. His face flushed red, and he quickly let go of Itachi's arm and wiped away the tears on his face haphazardly.

After taking a few deep breaths, Sasuke turned around and bowed deeply to his father: "Father, I'm sorry... I was very rude just now!"

Fugaku was initially quite annoyed, but seeing Sasuke crying like that and so quickly admitting his mistake and apologizing, his expression softened.

He gave a light snort, his reprimand no longer harsh: "Fine, it's good that you know you're wrong. Men of the Uchiha clan must remain calm no matter what happens, and not lose control so easily, what kind of behavior is that?"

Although he said that, Fugaku knew in his heart that his youngest son had lost his composure because he was really worried about his older brother.

Thinking of the near-death experience of losing his beloved son last night, a trace of lingering fear flashed in his eyes, and his expression also showed signs of fatigue.

"Yes, Father," Sasuke replied, straightening his back.

Just then, his gaze inadvertently fell upon his father's left arm, which was wrapped in a thick cast and secured by a sling around his neck. He was taken aback. "Father, your hand...you're injured?"

Fugaku looked down at his left arm, which was in a cast, and said calmly, "It's just a minor injury, nothing to make a fuss about."

He deliberately softened his tone, "Many people in the tribe were injured last night, but my injury is nothing to me, so you don't need to worry."

“But…” Sasuke’s face was still full of worry when he heard this.

Seeing this, Fugaku nodded slightly, feeling quite gratified by Sasuke's understanding and concern, but as a father, he couldn't bring himself to show it.

He coughed lightly: "Cough, no buts, it's just a minor injury, it'll heal with some rest."

Seeing that his father did not want to talk more, Sasuke could only nod and stop asking questions.

Mikoto had already returned to the kitchen to serve the dishes, and Sasuke quickly went to help, bringing the breakfast to the table one by one.

The somewhat awkward atmosphere eased a little as the family busied themselves with their tasks.

Before long, a sumptuous Japanese breakfast was laid out on the table.