Fugaku's expression shook, the cold look on his face instantly cracking.
"I…", Fugaku directly choked.
This world doesn't have the internet, and this kind of basic educational knowledge that was simple in Rengoku's original world, Fugaku simply didn't know.
He just took his patriarch-style approach and directly applied it to family education.
As a result, he and Itachi had a huge rift.
Now Fugaku had clearly still not learned his lesson. Looking at Fugaku's appearance, it was obvious he still wanted to play the role of the strict father.
Fugaku very much acknowledged Rengoku's wisdom. The words Rengoku just said made Fugaku fall into deep thought.
Reflecting on whether the failure of his education was due to being too harsh.
"Opened his Sharingan at the age of seven, why can't he be praised?"
"Sasuke told me on the road that he has always hoped to get your praise and recognition."
"But in your eyes, you only compare him with Itachi."
"He's always remembered clearly the moment when you praised him for learning the Fireball Technique."
"He told me that several times."
"Now that he's only seven years old and opened his eyes, you're putting on a sour face?"
"Are you preparing to raise another Sasuke who ends up estranged from the clan?"
"What we Uchiha have always lacked is never strength, but love."
Fugaku looked complicatedly at little Sasuke in his arms.
Just as he was about to say something to Rengoku, Rengoku snorted coldly and turned away directly.
In Rengoku's eyes, Fugaku was the standard strict father type. When the child was young, perhaps they still showed affection at the knees.
But once the child got a bit older, Fugaku wouldn't even smile much.
This approach, paired with the equally proud Itachi, naturally caused a rift.
Itachi awakened his Sharingan due to a comrade's death, but Fugaku only cared that Itachi had awakened.
To Itachi, this was unacceptable.
Later, with a father's pressure and the Third Hokage's praise, Itachi leaned toward the latter, no need to elaborate.
Now Fugaku still hadn't learned his lesson, so Rengoku gave him a scolding and left.
If it wasn't because Rengoku wanted to build more bonds with Fugaku to gain some benefits, he wouldn't bother teaching him parenting.
The Uchiha have always pursued power above all, but without love, one's strength would never be strong.
Fugaku's bond level reached the third star, apparently he had listened.
Rengoku didn't want to waste more words, anyway, there was still a long time ahead.
["Ding, Uchiha Fugaku's level-three bond has been unlocked."]
["Congratulations, host has obtained: Pupil Technique: Illusion Realm"]
Rengoku directly clicked to claim the Pupil technique.
While walking home, he began examining the technique.
Fugaku's Pupil technique was somewhat like Tsukuyomi, but his version dragged people into a completely real world.
And the events in that world would branch into various outcomes.
If one didn't manually alter it, it could be considered a kind of foresight-type Pupil technique.
Presumably Fugaku had this technique and foresaw that kidnapping Naruto to launch a coup was unreliable.
So he pinned his hopes on Itachi's bloodless revolution.
But he didn't use this to foresee that his clan would be massacred.
This indicated that the technique's foresight ability was limited.
Otherwise, Fugaku and Mikoto wouldn't have waited to be slaughtered.
Rengoku curled his lips. He always believed that human imagination was infinite, and this kind of Pupil technique at most could serve as reference.
He would never rely entirely on it to plan future events.
But using this Pupil technique to fool others wasn't a bad idea.
Delete and revise it a bit, and wouldn't he become a prophecy master!?
Rengoku was in a pretty good mood, after all, he had gotten a useful Pupil technique.
As he walked home, he shifted his consciousness back to the clone in Naruto's shadow.
At this time, the people at the school gate had already left, and from many houses came the aroma of food.
Only then did Naruto slowly get off the lonely swing with a face full of loneliness.
Naruto lowered his head and walked home. Hearing the voices of children and parents on the street, his eyes showed a longing expression.
Occasionally, when a window was open or a villager stood at the door and saw Naruto, they would cast disgusted, hateful looks.
Naruto could only quicken his pace. Most people were eating now, at least they wouldn't throw stones at him.
This was the conclusion he had come to.
And this experience was indeed useful. Although he got many cold stares along the way, at least Naruto wasn't beaten.
Rengoku, hidden in Naruto's shadow, followed him all the way home.
Although Naruto couldn't see it, in Rengoku's perception, there were always two Anbu teams on nearby trees following Naruto.
It used to be one team, but recently due to the Uchiha incident, one more was added.
Naruto took out a key and opened the door.
"I'm back," Naruto habitually shouted.
But as always, no one answered.
Naruto's home was especially messy, with junk thrown all over the floor.
Rengoku's clone had the same sense of smell as him, naturally.
This house gave off a weird stench.
Naruto was completely unaware, seemingly used to it.
Rengoku also noticed books thrown on the floor, including po*n magazines.
Genuinely 18+ adult books.
Rengoku used to wonder where Naruto learned the Sexy Jutsu from.
Turned out, it was from these books.
But Naruto was still in his childhood phase, curious about these things, not perverted.
Looking at the books randomly thrown on the ground, it seemed he didn't read them much either.
The Third Hokage definitely knew about this. Clearly, he was raising Naruto to be useless.
Gurgle~
Naruto's stomach growled, and he opened the fridge to find a bento that he bought at a high price.
But when he opened the bento box, Naruto sighed.
Very habitually, he took the bento to rinse it with water, it was full of sand.
Naruto skillfully washed it, removing most of the sand, then placed it in the microwave to heat.
The meal heated quickly. A bento washed with water wouldn't taste good.
But Naruto didn't have many things to eat, tasty or not, he had to eat.
Watching Naruto eat this trash, Rengoku, hiding in Naruto's shadow, suddenly felt a little sorry for the child.
Maybe because he had a younger sister, he couldn't stand to see a kid suffer like this.
If Namikaze Minato knew how much Naruto had suffered these years, would he regret his original decision?
If Kushina knew her son lived worse than a dog, would she beat Minato up?
Letting Minato suffer the consequences of being too naive, unable to see through the Third Hokage's character, and forcing Naruto to live such a miserable childhood.
Rengoku was lurking in Naruto's shadow, indeed targeting Naruto.
But seeing Naruto like this, he felt maybe he could talk to Naruto's parents, at least let them know what kind of life Naruto had lived these years.
Maybe he'd gain something else.
After making up his mind, Rengoku silently waited.
The Anbu watching Naruto were just outside the window.
Rengoku had planned to control Naruto before. The clone carried plenty of Pupil power, more than enough to use the Illusion Realm.
But Minato and Kushina's chakra couldn't last long.
Especially Minato's soul, which was still in the belly of the Death God.
Rengoku could only consider it. Maybe he could work something out with Kushina.
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