BSI Chapter 321 Uchiha Madara: You Don't Need to Be Nervous Since You Awakened Your Sharingan at 12
Chapter 321 Uchiha Madara: You Don't Need to Be Nervous Since You Awakened Your Sharingan at 12
Chapter 321 Uchiha Madara: You Don't Need to Be Nervous Since You Awakened Your Sharingan at 12
Time slipped by unnoticed, and night quietly fell.
When Naruto opened his eyes again, he saw the familiar wooden ceiling.
He was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.
This isn't Mount Myoboku, but rather a bedroom in a dream world!
He's back again—
"I'm back." Naruto sat up in bed, looked around, and a huge surge of joy welled up in his heart.
I can see my mom again!
and----
[Ding! Naruto's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +500!]
Naruto sniffed sharply as an enticing aroma of food wafted up from downstairs and into his nostrils.
It's the sizzling aroma of fried eggs, the rich and savory fragrance of miso soup, and the unique charcoal scent of grilled fish—
It tastes like home!
The aroma that wafted towards him made Naruto reflexively swallow, while his mind involuntarily flashed back to the two whole-insect feasts he had experienced at Mount Myōboku during the day.
At noon, Shima-sensei prepared fresh longevity noodles and various fried insects. In the evening, Fukasaku-sensei ate plump, white insect snacks to replenish his nutrition.
The thought of the bizarre taste of those worms bursting in his mouth made Naruto's face turn pale, and his throat churn.
He quickly covered his mouth, forcibly suppressing the nausea churning in his stomach.
That despicable lecherous immortal!
That guy clearly knew how terrible the food at Mount Myōboku was, but he didn't tell me a single word beforehand!
He kept saying he didn't want to disappoint the two immortals, but as soon as the meal started, he slipped away faster than anyone else, leaving me alone to face a table full of delicious food.
Thinking of this, Naruto wished he could immediately drag the perverted sage back and let him taste the delicious food of Mount Myōboku.
but----
He let out a long breath, and an eager smile returned to his face.
Thankfully, now that I have my mom making breakfast, it can definitely wash away all the lingering lingering unease in my mouth!
Naruto excitedly sprang out of bed with a somersault, not even bothering to change out of his pajamas, and rushed barefoot out of the room, heading straight downstairs.
In the corridor, the morning sunlight streamed in through the windows, warm and comforting, making Naruto feel a sense of brightness in his heart.
"Kasan~" He rushed to the kitchen door, slammed on the brakes, grabbed the door frame, and eagerly poked his head inside.
In the kitchen, Kushina was busy at the stove, wearing an apron. Her bright red hair was neatly tied into a ponytail, highlighting her energetic face. At that moment, Kushina was skillfully shaking the handle of the frying pan, flipping the fried eggs inside, and a fragrant aroma filled the air.
Hearing the children's hurried shouts, Kushina turned around and immediately saw Naruto's disheveled appearance after getting up.
Her gentle face instantly hardened, her eyebrows furrowed, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and without any politeness, she put one hand on her hip and waved a spatula at the door with the other: "Naruto! How many times have I told you, you have to get dressed and wash up properly before going downstairs! Look at you, your hair is a mess like a bird's nest, your pajamas are buttoned up wrong, and you're running around barefoot!"
Meeting his mother's fierce gaze, Naruto shuddered and instinctively shrank back.
But he quickly realized that there was no real anger in Kushina's eyes, but rather an undisguised smile and doting affection.
He chuckled twice, scratching his messy hair in a pleading manner: "But Mom, I just couldn't resist the wonderful smell—"
As he spoke, his gaze was already fixed on the golden-brown, tempting eggs frying in the pan.
The fried egg in the pan was sizzling, the edges of the egg white were slightly curled up with a beautiful crust, and the yolk in the middle was still trembling gently, making Naruto swallow hard.
"The aroma won't disappear on its own!" Kushina sighed helplessly, but her tone softened considerably. "Go back and change your clothes, wash your face, and brush your teeth. Breakfast will be ready soon. Today we'll have your favorite grilled fish."
Upon hearing the word "grilled fish," Naruto's stomach immediately rumbled in agreement.
He shouted excitedly, then turned and ran upstairs.
He had only run halfway up the stairs when he suddenly remembered something, poked his head out, and shouted into the kitchen, "Mom! Fry one more egg, no, two! I'm starving!"
From downstairs came Kushina's reply, a mix of exasperation and amusement: "Okay, okay!"
With her lighthearted laughter, Naruto could almost picture his mother shaking her head and chuckling.
He happily rushed back to the bedroom, quickly took off his pajamas, changed into a clean orange short-sleeved T-shirt and dark shorts, and then jumped into the bathroom to wash up quickly.
He looked up and met his own spirited, smiling face in the mirror, his bright blue eyes sparkling.
"This is home—" Naruto murmured to himself, his heart overflowing with a sense of peace and contentment.
He casually wiped his half-dry blond hair with a towel and rushed downstairs again.
On the table, two fragrant breakfast dishes looked incredibly appetizing.
A glistening, salt-grilled saury, a perfectly fried egg, two bowls of steaming miso soup, and fluffy white rice.
As Naruto sat down at the table, he looked around and asked, "Where are Dad and Kaori? Aren't they eating with us?"
Kushina pulled out a chair and sat down opposite Naruto, handing her son chopsticks: "Your father went to the Hokage Building early this morning, saying there was an important meeting today, and Princess Tsunade called Kaori away."
"I see—" Naruto took the chopsticks and casually replied.
His eyes were still fixed on the delicious breakfast on the table when his stomach started growling again. So he stopped thinking about anything else, put his hands together, and solemnly said...
"I'm starting!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he eagerly reached out with his chopsticks, picked up a fried egg, and took a big bite.
The half-cooked egg yolk bursts in your mouth, filling your taste buds with a rich aroma and just the right amount of saltiness.
The edges of the fried egg were crispy and golden brown, while the center was soft and juicy, perfectly cooked.
It was a world apart from the disgusting insects of Mount Myoboku.
"Good, delicious!" Naruto exclaimed indistinctly, his cheeks bulging like a squirrel stealing food.
He buried his head in his food and devoured it, feeling as if his sense of taste, almost ruined by the insects, had finally been completely saved. A familiar, delicious flavor spread across his tongue—it was the taste of his mother, the taste of home. Naruto's eyes grew increasingly moist with each bite.
"Eat slowly, eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you." Kushina shook her head and chuckled as she watched her son wolf down his food. She barely touched her own food, spending most of the time gazing tenderly at her son, her eyes so gentle they could melt hearts.
"Because it's just so delicious!" Naruto mumbled, his mouth full, before eagerly stuffing another large mouthful of rice into his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, he picked up a piece of golden and fragrant grilled fish and put it in his mouth.
The fish skin is grilled over charcoal until it is crispy and fragrant, while the fish meat inside is tender and juicy. Paired with a layer of salty and sweet sauce drizzled on top, the flavor complements the white rice perfectly.
"Mmm—"
Naruto let out a satisfied sound and picked up food even faster.
In no time, he devoured the three fried eggs and the whole grilled fish in front of him, and even drank every last drop of the miso soup.
He patted his round belly, let out a long sigh of relief, and leaned back in his chair contentedly: "Ah~ I'm full————"
Kushina stood up and cleared the dishes: "How is it? Are you full?"
"Mmm!" Naruto nodded vigorously, stood up with a smile and helped clear the table.
While washing the dishes, Kushina asked Naruto, "What are your plans for today?"
Naruto paused for a moment, then his eyes darted around and a thought popped into his mind.
"I want to go find Sasuke!"
in the audience.
After Sasuke appeared, he coldly swept his gaze over everyone present, and then without any hesitation, walked straight to the side where Madara Uchiha and Obito were, and found an empty seat next to them to sit down.
This action was swift and decisive; Sasuke didn't even glance in the direction of Sakura and Kakashi the entire time.
-
Seeing this, Kakashi sighed slightly, but didn't know what to say.
Sakura watched Sasuke's retreating figure, feeling a sharp pain in her heart.
"Sasuke-kun————"
She bit her lip, a barely concealed look of disappointment flashing in her eyes.
His once inseparable companions have now drifted away, heading into the darkness where those two dangerous men dwell.
Kakashi appeared to be casually leaning back in his chair, but in reality, his single eye, protruding from his protective shield, was secretly watching the direction where Sasuke and Madara Uchiha were, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the two, revealing deep worry.
Sasuke's almost obsessive pursuit of power is pushing him step by step toward those two extremely dangerous figures.
Now that Naruto is gone, no one in Team 7 can stop Sasuke from sliding into darkness.
This development made Kakashi feel uneasy, yet he was powerless to do anything about it, and could only secretly pray that things would not continue to worsen.
On the other hand, Kaori had no time to pay attention to Sasuke's seating arrangement; her attention was entirely focused on Jiraiya, who was not far away.
Xiang adjusted her red-rimmed glasses, leaned forward slightly, and asked respectfully, "Lord Jiraiya, how is Naruto now?"
"Ah, Naruto—" Jiraiya snapped out of his daze upon hearing this, gave a guilty dry laugh, and his eyes darted around. "We've already arrived at Mount Myōboku. His training is going well—not bad, not bad."
Upon hearing this, Xiang immediately noticed the unnaturalness in Jiraiya's expression and frowned. "What's wrong? Lord Jiraiya, you look terrible! Honestly, is training at Mount Myōboku very dangerous? Is Naruto in some trouble?"
"Uh, well—" Jiraiya was sweating profusely and speechless for a moment when asked the question.
We can't exactly tell Xiang that Naruto is currently being forced to endure a feast of insects and is vomiting uncontrollably, can we?
That would severely damage the image of his reliable mentor.
Upon closer reflection, however, he doesn't seem to have much of a reliable image in the eyes of his disciples.
"Ahem! Cultivation always involves experiencing setbacks and suffering—it's all for building a solid foundation!" Jiraiya had no choice but to bite the bullet and make up a story in a serious tone. "Yes, yes, building a solid foundation is the most important thing, haha—"
"Setbacks? Hardships?" Xiang adjusted her glasses, staring intently at Jiraiya with a mixture of disbelief and skepticism.
Just as Jiraiya was about to be overwhelmed by the questioning, the huge screen in front of him suddenly lit up without warning.
Everyone's attention was drawn to it as images began to appear on the screen.
It was Naruto's dream world.
Naruto excitedly ran downstairs and chatted and laughed with his mother, Kushina, while having breakfast.
The warm and natural interaction between the mother and son eased the tense atmosphere considerably.
"—Looks pretty good." Xiang muttered to herself as she saw Naruto's beaming face on the screen, and involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.
Attracted by the screen, the audience fell silent for a moment, and everyone focused their attention on the warm daily life of Naruto's family in the dream.
In the scene, Naruto, having shaken off his disheveled state at Mount Myōboku, ate his mother's delicious breakfast with great spirit and even diligently helped clear the dishes.
Even Sakura's face showed a long-lost smile.
However, the next moment, Naruto on the screen suddenly mentioned Sasuke.
This startled everyone who had just been immersed in the warm atmosphere.
Sasuke's body momentarily froze, almost imperceptibly.
A complex expression flashed across his handsome face, which had been barely maintaining an indifferent demeanor, before he quickly suppressed it again.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +200!]
This subtle change did not escape the eyes of Madara Uchiha standing nearby.
Madara Uchiha remained facing the giant screen, a slight, nonchalant smile playing on his lips: "Oh? Your relationship with that blond brat is quite something."
His tone was calm and composed, revealing no emotion.
Sasuke snapped back to his senses, his muscles tensing instinctively, and his eyes suddenly sharpening.
He abruptly turned his head to stare at Madara Uchiha, and said warily, "—What do you want to do?"
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +1000!]
Sasuke's heart sank. Almost instantly, he concluded that Madara Uchiha was testing how important Naruto was to him and that he might be trying to use this bond as a weakness or bargaining chip to control him.
However, Madara Uchiha's reaction was beyond Sasuke's expectations.
He shook his head calmly, his voice unwavering, and said softly, "Relax, kid. Having ties isn't necessarily a bad thing."
As he spoke, his Rinnegan slowly rotated half a circle.
Madara Uchiha glanced at Naruto on the screen, who was excitedly shouting that he wanted to play with Sasuke, and then looked at Sasuke beside him, whose face was full of vigilance and whose expression was stiff. He then continued meaningfully, "Besides—didn't you already awaken your Sharingan? Anyway, you already have the power of the Mangekyou Sharingan, so there's no need to be so nervous."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sasuke's brow twitched violently, filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Madara Uchiha's words were loaded with hidden meaning, making them difficult to fully understand.
He said that with the kaleidoscope, there's no need to worry about bonds. What does that mean?
What is his attitude towards his relationship with Naruto?
Do they think it can be utilized, or do they have other plans?
In a dream.
After eating the delicious breakfast his mother made and helping to clean up the dishes, Naruto happily went out.
The sun was shining brightly, and more and more pedestrians were appearing on the street.
Several ninja academy kids chased after him as Naruto walked briskly down the street.
"Good morning, Naruto-sama!"
As he passed the flower shop, Ino's mother, who was arranging flowers, looked up and greeted him with a warm smile.
Good morning.
Naruto paused for a moment, then scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly and responded loudly.
Although in the real world, because of Naruto in the dream.
The villagers' attitude towards him had long since improved, but being greeted so naturally so early in the morning still warmed his heart.
"It's Naruto! He looks really energetic today!"
The uncle at the vegetable shop carried a basket of radishes, laughing heartily.
"Good morning, sir!"
Along the way, villagers would often greet him.
Naruto thought to himself, "If only Sasuke could see Konoha like this."
Ah, I'll be able to see Sasuke soon!
Sasuke in reality is gone, but Sasuke in the dream is still here!
The idea made his heart race.
Naruto jogged through the quiet streets and soon arrived at the outskirts of the Uchiha clan's territory.
Following his memory, he skillfully found a house with a round fan pattern engraved on it and stopped in front of it, his heart already beating half a beat faster than usual.
"Phew—" Naruto exhaled nervously and raised his hand to knock on the door.
However, before Naruto could knock, the gate creaked open from the inside.
A figure walked out leisurely.
With short black hair, fair skin, and a refined, handsome face that exudes a sharp edge, it was none other than Uchiha Sasuke!
However, the Sasuke who appeared in front of Naruto at this moment was dressed in a light blue stand-up collar short-sleeved shirt and dark trousers. Not only was he dressed neatly, but he also had a bright smile on his face that Naruto had never seen before in reality.
Sasuke spotted Naruto standing at the door immediately, and his eyes lit up noticeably.
Immediately afterwards, instead of being as cold and aloof as he was in real life, he suddenly confidently tossed his hair, struck what he thought was a dashing pose, and winked playfully at Naruto.
"Yo! Isn't this young master Naruto? What brings you here so early? Could it be—"
As Sasuke spoke, he jogged over to Naruto, casually putting his arm around Naruto's shoulder with a teasing smile. "Could it be—because you missed me?"
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +2000!]