Konoha, year 48.
Konoha, the exclusive training ground for the Uchiha.
Uchiha Fugaku was reviewing the training of his 5-year-old son, Uchiha Itachi. Itachi was making hand seals seriously, and then raised his hand to his mouth.
Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!
Flames burst out of his mouth and condensed into a huge fireball half a person's height in the air. The fireball fell on the lake, and the lake water was quickly evaporated, spreading dozens of square meters of water mist around.
"Good, good, good." Fugaku laughed with satisfaction.
This level of fire escape is naturally nothing to him, but since it was used by a five-year-old child, the meaning is different. Such a child can definitely be called a genius no matter what era he is in.
And this genius is not only from his Uchiha clan, but also his biological son.
"Very good, he is worthy of being my son." Fugaku nodded with satisfaction.
As he said this, Fugaku thought of the woman at home who was pregnant again.
He was right back then. Mikoto was indeed a very good mother who could give birth to such an outstanding son.
I really hope that the child I conceive this time will also have such talent. If so, the Uchiha will surely usher in a glorious era.
"Okay, let's go home." said Fugaku.
"Yes, father." Uchiha Itachi responded indifferently.
Uchiha clan territory, Fugaku's house.
Uchiha Mikoto, with a big belly, was lying on her side on the ground, with semen flowing between her buttocks. Her head was resting on Kaito's legs. She was licking Kaito's cock with a dazed look on her face, and was giving the most meticulous cleaning to this holy object that had just brought her a decisive climax.
"Your husband will be back soon." She said while smoking behind the tree.
"Hmm~" Mikoto responded, and then continued to lick Kaito's cock obsessively.
"Aren't you afraid of being discovered by your husband?" asked Kaito.
"Even if we're discovered, the worst that can happen is that I'll just follow my master." Misaka looked indifferent and winked at Kaito.
"That would be too boring." Kaito said lazily.
To be honest, Mikoto is not a particularly outstanding beauty.
Although she was indeed very beautiful, she was a little dull compared to Tsunade and Mito.
To Kaito, Mikoto was just a woman of the same level as a maid. For a woman like her, he wouldn't even make a special trip just to fuck her.
The reason why he has maintained his interest in Mikoto for several years and visits her once a month is because of her identity as the mother of Itachi and Sasuke, and the wife of the head of the Uchiha clan.
"Master is so bad. Does he like playing with other people's wives so much?" Mikoto rolled her eyes and said in a coquettish voice.
How can you say that? It makes him seem like Cao Cao.
"To be precise, she's not someone's wife, but someone's mother." Kaito said as he rubbed Mikoto's pregnant belly with his toes with an evil smile.
"Master's interests are really strange. Other men avoid pregnant women, but you like them so much." Mikoto said.
"I don't have any sexual interest in ordinary pregnant women, but you are different." Kaito said with a smile, squinting his eyes.
"It's my honor to be treated so specially by the master." Misaka said, and kissed Kaito's balls with a seductive smile.
"Okay, it's time for me to go." Kaito stood up and raised his hand. Shadows emerged from under his feet, forming a shadow door, which closed and disappeared when he stepped into it.
Mikoto stretched herself, with a look of aftertaste on her face, and raised her hand. The shadow mouse jumped out from under her, cleaned her lower body, and put her clothes on.
A few seconds after all this was done, Fugaku appeared at the door with Itachi.
Mikoto's expression didn't change at all. She wasn't worried about being discovered by Fugaku that she was disheveled, because everyone around her was from the Uchiha family, and Fugaku wouldn't think that she was having an affair with other men. She just needed to say that she was changing clothes, and Fugaku wouldn't care about such details anyway.
When Fugaku came back, he hugged Mikoto and kissed her. Although he felt that Mikoto's lips seemed to have a strange taste, he didn't care.
"What's wrong? Why are you so happy?" Mikoto asked with amusement, not sure whether she was amused by Fugaku's behavior or by this silly man kissing the lips that had just served another man's cock.
"It's Itachi who makes me so happy. Just now I saw him use the Great Fireball, and it was powerful enough to be used in actual combat. He is only five years old, and he has only been learning the Great Fireball for more than a month, but he can achieve that level. He is a genius." Fugaku said excitedly.
"Oh?! That's something to be happy about." Mikoto was slightly surprised, and then said seriously.
She leaned over and touched Itachi's little head, showing her love. Compared to Fugaku as a husband, she liked Itachi as a son more.
"Mikoto, you are definitely the best mother in the world. It is a great blessing in my life to marry you." Fugaku said sincerely.
"It's an honor to be praised by you." Mikoto responded with a smile.
"I really hope this child can be as talented as Itachi." Fugaku said while stroking Mikoto's belly.
"Of course he will. After all, this child is blessed by God just like Itachi." Mikoto said with a smile as she recalled the feeling of semen hitting her body.
"That's right, my children are all blessed by God and will definitely bring glory to the Uchiha clan." Fugaku laughed.
Uchiha Itachi on the side looked at the parents without much expression. He returned to his room and began to read and study, but in his mind he was recalling the tragic scene on the battlefield that he had seen under the leadership of his father.
'Will I also go to the battlefield in the future? Will I also become a killing tool? Will I also kill many people?'
"What was the purpose of my birth? Was it just to become a great ninja? Like my parents expected?"
"What is an excellent ninja? An excellent killing tool?"
At such a young age, Itachi was already thinking about such life issues in his mind.
What a poor guy, he starts thinking about life before his mind is mature. At this time, these immature thoughts will turn into seeds, take root in his heart, and then grow into a towering tree.
A twisted towering tree.