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Inside the VIP box.
Uchiha Itachi's eyes widened suddenly, his breath catching in his throat—Shisui…Shisui-san?!
He stared incredulously at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure on the screen.
"What exactly happened?" he muttered to himself, his mind a complete mess.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Itachi Uchiha have been detected! Emotional value +1000!]
Even Shisui appeared in this dream?
The Shisui in the picture is no longer the naive young man he remembers; he looks quite mature now.
In the dream, Uchiha Shisui looked to be in his early twenties, taller and stronger than he remembered, with more rugged features than in his youth.
Seeing Shisui's heroic and upright appearance at this moment, Itachi felt his eyes well up with tears—
If Shisui-san hadn't died young, would he have looked like this when he grew up?
He felt as if he had returned to that cliff edge where dusk was falling.
Crimson blood was continuously seeping from Shisui's left eye, yet a relieved smile remained on his face.
He solemnly entrusted himself with the important task of protecting the village and taking care of Sasuke.
Then, his dearest friend, whom he regarded as an elder brother, turned around without hesitation and jumped off the cliff, disappearing into the rushing water...
Itachi quickly noticed a detail in the scene: "That...that vest...!"
His gaze settled on the gray tactical vest that Zhishui was wearing, and his heart skipped a beat.
He recognized the uniform.
That's equipment used by the Hidden Leaf Village's Anbu!
Itachi Uchiha was very familiar with it; he himself had worn the same tactical vest when he served in the Anbu.
The problem is that Shisui, in his memory, never joined the Dark Division, but always worked in the Police Department.
Why is Shisui wearing the uniform of the Dark Division?
What is going on? !
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Itachi Uchiha have been detected! Emotional value +300!]
……
[This time, the dream-fulfilling recipient is: Uchiha Sasuke]
[Viewers: Kakashi Hatake, Sakura Haruno, Naruto Uzumaki]
[VIP: Uchiha Itachi]
[Earnings from Mood Points]
[Base: 27640]
[Bonus Reward: 7530]
Total Emotion Points Gain: 35170
[Current sentiment score balance: 684710 points!]
[Current Dream Fulfillment Level: 8 (739210/800000)]
……
Uchiha Itachi was suddenly awakened from his sleep, and he was still a little dazed when he opened his eyes.
After catching his breath, he sat up, feeling that his heartbeat had not yet calmed down and a thin layer of sweat had already seeped out on his forehead.
Looking around, he found himself in a simple hotel room—the place where he and Kisame had stayed the night before.
The sky outside the window was just beginning to lighten, with a light drizzle falling. Before I knew it, it was almost dawn.
The scene from his dream was still vivid in his mind, and Itachi's brows furrowed again.
Regardless of what kind of dream or illusion it was, one thing is certain: something must have happened in Konoha!
The various unusual occurrences made Itachi uneasy.
His thin lips pressed into a thin line, his mind haunted by Sasuke's innocent smile and the various illogical aspects of the dream's ending—
Sasuke might already be in danger!
Thinking of this, Itachi took a deep breath, a resolute look flashing in his eyes: it seems he has to go back to Konoha!
Itachi threw off the covers and got out of bed, casually putting on his coat. His mind was still racing through the details of last night's dream, and his expression was unusually solemn.
At that moment, the person on the other bed in the room turned over and was also awakened by Itachi's movements.
With shark-like blue skin and a face full of sharp teeth, he was revealed; it was his companion, Kisame Hoshigaki, a member of the Akatsuki organization.
Kisame quickly noticed Itachi's unusual behavior.
After all, Itachi usually has a poker face with almost no change in expression.
Today, he suddenly showed an expression; the change was so obvious.
"What's wrong, Mr. Itachi?"
Kisame couldn't help but ask, his voice low and tinged with doubt.
He knew very well that this companion rarely showed any emotional fluctuations, no matter what the situation was. What could have happened to make Itachi show such an expression?
However, Itachi Uchiha did not answer.
He simply packed his things in silence. "Now that you're awake, let's get going!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed and he leaped out of the window, landing on the quiet, damp street.
"Well--?!"
Kisame was completely confused.
In the past, when this group was on the road, they always followed the principle of walking rather than running.
Taking care of one's health is important when carrying out a mission.
He had another purpose in joining the Akatsuki organization, so the two of them tacitly agreed to slack off.
Why is Itachi suddenly so energetic today?
Before Kisame could figure it out, he was only stunned for a short while.
Kisame stared in astonishment, his mouth agape. Before he could even process what was happening, Itachi had already become a tiny dot in the distance.
He snapped out of his daze, jumped out of bed, grabbed the bundle and the bandaged Samehada sword from beside the bed, and chased after them without a second thought.
Chapter 117 Obito: Why can't I get in?! Why?!
Yuyin Village.
The rain was drizzling.
Obito suddenly sat up in bed.
He looked up at the dim ceiling and saw that it was already dawn outside the window.
I slept soundly through the night without any dreams until dawn.
Obito was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened.
He suddenly raised his hand and swung it, and with a loud "clang," a porcelain bottle was angrily swept to the ground. After rolling a few times, it rolled into a corner, and the remaining light pink powder inside the bottle was scattered all over the ground.
This bottle contains the sleep aid he recently obtained through a bribe, supposedly "sleep powder" acquired from the land of medicine.
To be honest, it works quite well; every time I take it, I get a good night's sleep like a baby.
Now the bottle was shattered, and the powder was scattered all over the ground. Obito was filled with rage: "What a piece of junk! It's completely useless!"
He gritted his teeth and growled, his voice filled with disappointment and anger: "Damn it... why can't I get in?! Why?!"
His fists were clenched so tightly they cracked.
Since that day, no matter how hard he tried, he could never enter that strange dream space again, not even as a spectator!
"Even if I can't touch her... I'd be happy to just see her once!"
Obito lowered his head and spoke in a very low voice.
A blurry yet gentle smiling face appeared in his mind.
That is the image of the person he misses every night.
Ever since I accidentally stumbled into that dream and saw that face that haunted my dreams, this longing has grown increasingly intense these past few days.
"What went wrong?!"
Obito scratched his hair in frustration, his eyes bloodshot.
He tried hard to recall the details of his first time entering a dream. "Could it be... unrelated to sleep quality? Or related to sleeping posture?"
Just then, a barely perceptible sound of footsteps came from outside the door.
Zetsu, who was standing at the door, had already raised his hand to knock when he heard Obito angrily smash the medicine bottle and roar.
Jue paused slightly, then quietly withdrew her hand.
Obito's morning grumpiness has gotten worse these days.
He has a terrible temper every day, and he's already been hit by shuriken several times for no reason.
Jue stood outside the door in silence for a moment, then shook his head: "Let's wait until he's more sober before coming."
He turned and silently disappeared into the shadows of the corridor.
……
early morning.
Near Kikyo Town in the Land of Fire, beside a valley with a roaring waterfall, the morning sun casts dappled light through the forest.
The waterfall's mist filled the fresh air, bringing a touch of damp coolness.
Jiraiya brought Naruto Uzumaki here early on for special training.