Chapter 78: Nine-Tails, Don't You Recognize Me?

Chapter 78: Nine-Tails, Don't You Recognize Me?

The Nine-Tails disappeared.

On the ground, a little boy appeared. He was somewhat small and thin, even his hair was a bit sparse. A set of gaudy pajamas looked a little loose on him.

Uchiha Itachi stepped forward and picked him up. He was used to carrying children, and the feeling in his arms made him space out for a moment, "So skinny."

Kitahara landed on his shoulder, looking at the little fellow in his arms. That indomitable youth was still so fragile at this moment.

"Could this be the normal weight for a child? Should Sasuke go on a diet?" Uchiha Itachi frowned, surprisingly thinking of another problem.

Itachi had clearly asked the wrong person.

He hadn't considered that the crow on his shoulder was his younger brother's mortal enemy.

Kitahara pretended to think for a moment, seeming somewhat hesitant, but ultimately nodded, "Caw…"

To prevent Itachi from getting suspicious, it had to forcefully resist expressing the derogatory meaning that Sasuke was being raised by Mikoto like a piglet for slaughter. At this moment, simple was beautiful.

"I can't let him eat dinner anymore."

The young Itachi, with his thick eyebrows and large eyes, was quite a character. As he said this, he had completely forgotten the fact that he too had a round face as a child.

After discussing Sasuke's health problem, they refocused their attention on the little fellow in their arms. The whisker-like marks on his face were taut, as if he were having a nightmare.

No, not in a nightmare.

It should be the sealing space.

Kitahara's gaze fixed on the little fellow's navel. It extended a wing and placed it on the back of Itachi's head. Before he could react, it brought him along as their minds sank into it.

The sealing space.

Inside was a huge water prison, giving one a feeling of dampness. From the depths of the water prison came the roars of a beast and a small, crying voice.

That should be the rampaging Nine-Tails and the Jinchuriki.

Drip... Drip...

This sealing space was surprisingly realistic. Living in such a place, the Nine-Tails' days were indeed not easy.

However, compared to the previous two, this was the most comfortable place the Nine-Tails had stayed in for these past years. After all, Kushina Uzumaki was proficient in sealing jutsus and wouldn't tolerate its bad habits.

"Who's there?"

Seeing someone enter, the Nine-Tails' fur stood on end in alarm. It nervously looked at the entrance. Those who could enter the sealing space were no simple characters.

"Caw..."

The crow's caw and human footsteps came together. It stood on Itachi's shoulder, looking somewhat displeased. Nine-Tails, don't you recognize me?

The Nine-Tails stared intently at the crow that had slapped away its Tailed Beast cloak with one strike, then suddenly chuckled deeply, "Although I haven't seen you before, you seem quite amazing!"

"..."

It was Kitahara's turn to hesitate. Since when was the Nine-Tails in such a good mood? Wasn't it always arrogant, with the Sage of Six Paths as number one, Hashirama as number two, Madara as number three, and itself as number four?

And, why would a fox praise a crow?

Kitahara recalled the past. A long, long time ago, in a book with pinyin, there were some stories about a fox and a crow. The ending wasn't very good for the crow.

"Caw..."

Tch, trying to trick me? You're too early for that!

Kitahara turned its head away disdainfully. It no longer looked at the Nine-Tails in the iron cage, nor did it want to listen to that fellow speak.

It didn't have meat in its beak, but it had its cub by its side.

The Nine-Tails chattered endlessly, "I've seen you before. We are equally powerful. Do you really want to stay in a place the size of Konoha, living like a pet?"

"..."

Kitahara subconsciously nodded... No, actually, it didn't want to either, but this life was too good, you know?

The Nine-Tails' surging and impassioned emotions suddenly stalled, then its fighting spirit reignited, "You can do whatever you want in the ninja world. Think about it, take whatever you want..."

"Caw..."

Kitahara glanced at the Nine-Tails innocently. I'm doing what I want to do right now!

The Nine-Tails was silent for a moment, a torrent of chakra erupting from its body as it tempted, "Don't you want more power?"

Kitahara landed on the ground, facing the Nine-Tails as if in a standoff. Its chakra wasn't as violent as the Nine-Tails', but it was even more immense, "Caw!"

Honestly, I've thought about it, but it's not necessary.

"..."

The Nine-Tails found that this conversation was going nowhere.

Uchiha Itachi didn't pay attention to their dispute. He searched around in the water prison and finally found the Jinchuriki hugging a drainpipe. The little fellow seemed to have cried himself tired.

"Kitahara, I found him..."

Uchiha Itachi appeared before the Nine-Tails' cage, holding a cub. That cub held onto his neck tightly, refusing to let go.

The crow, having just finished teasing the Nine-Tails, was feeling quite pleased when it saw this heart-wrenching scene, "Caw..."

This kindergarten teacher-like feeling.

However, the little fellow's reaction to Kitahara was much more acceptable than Sasuke's. He struggled out of Itachi's arms, squatted in front of Kitahara, and tentatively reached out his hand, "Hehehe..."

"..."

Talk is talk, laughter is laughter, but you little rascal, what do you mean by stroking my wing while drooling?

In the iron cage, the Nine-Tails, which had been sullenly blocked by the crow, became spirited the moment it saw Uchiha Itachi, once again becoming irritable, "It's a brat from the Uchiha clan!"

When it was out just now, it had heard that group of Konoha ninjas shouting for this little brat to use the Mangekyo Sharingan to control it!

"...Is there something you need?" Itachi nodded and said sincerely, "I'm very sorry for what my clan's predecessors did to you."

The Nine-Tails, which had been looking for trouble to vent its anger, was suddenly at a loss for words. It slowly lay down again, "Not at all like someone from that clan, more like the old man..."

"What?"

"Seeing you reminds me of an old acquaintance."

The Nine-Tails' gaze was fixed on Itachi, "That old man, he's your ancestor, I suppose!"

Strictly speaking, this little brat's strength was still very different from the old man's, but whether it was his temperament or his talent, he was likely the one who could come closest to the old man in the future.

If the Nine-Tails didn't know that the old man's chakra wouldn't be reincarnated like his sons', it might have mistaken him... This little brat was more like him than all his other descendants!

"Is that so? What a coincidence!"

Uchiha Itachi didn't know how amazing the "old man" the Nine-Tails spoke of was, nor did he pay it much mind.

Uchiha Itachi bent down and picked up the little fellow who was drooling at the sight of the crow, wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

He once again grabbed the crow, placed it on his shoulder, and asked softly, "Kitahara, shall we go?"

The crow glanced at the carefree Jinchuriki cub, then turned its head, its crimson eyes fixing on the seal of the cage.

"What's wrong?" Itachi followed its gaze to the swirl-shaped doorknob, "That is..."

"Hahahahaha... You finally can't resist, can you?" The Nine-Tails laughed wildly in its cage, "Open it! This is a key that will allow you to rule the world!"

"Caw..."

Kitahara shook its head, flew over, and hovered next to the button, slowly infusing its chakra into it.

Fourth Hokage, won't you come out and meet?

If we see each other again, it will be a long time from now.

(End of this chapter)