Chapter 193 : Eerie Itachi!!

After awakening her Mangekyō Sharingan, Mikoto seemed exhausted, curling up on the boy's bed and falling into a deep sleep.

Her eyes were tightly closed, long eyelashes trembling slightly, dampened by tears. It looked like she was dreaming of something terrifying, yet even so, her hands clutched a Hokage robe tightly, her knuckles turning white as she refused to let go.

In the dimly lit room, a figure suddenly appeared.

No, to be more precise, he had always been there; he just had never been 'noticed' before.

Mikoto wore a thin white dress, the fabric clinging to her body and accentuating her curves. Her long, slender, and fair legs were particularly eye-catching—just the right amount of fullness made her look perfect.

Uchiha Sogetsu's gaze was deep as he stared at the sleeping beauty. His emotions were complicated for a moment.

Awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan required intense stimulation, such as witnessing the death of a loved one or experiencing overwhelming negative emotions, to have a chance of awakening it.

For instance, Uchiha Fugaku had faced immense trauma but still hadn't awakened his Mangekyō, showing just how difficult it was.

However, Uchiha Mikoto, who wasn't particularly gifted in the original story and was just an ordinary jōnin, unexpectedly awakened her Mangekyō after witnessing his death.

"What a tragedy," Sogetsu sighed, rubbing his throbbing temples.

The current situation was troublesome, even for him, because it all stemmed from Mikoto's own will!

In other words, this wasn't 'hypnosis,' nor was it 'psychological suggestion,' and there was no 'hentai' behavior involved.

"Sogetsu… don't go," Mikoto's whisper interrupted his thoughts.

Sogetsu slowly approached, sitting at the edge of the bed. He gently brushed her messy hair behind her sparkling ear.

"Sogetsu… please don't go, okay?"

"I won't cling to you anymore. I'm begging you, don't leave."

Mikoto seemed to sense that familiar presence.

In her dream, she was whimpering and instinctively grasped the hand that brushed her hair back, holding on tightly and refusing to let go.

His deep gaze pierced through Mikoto's mind, delving into her chaotic mental landscape, where he witnessed the nightmare she was enduring.

In her dream, she replayed the scene of Uchiha Sogetsu being brutally killed by Danzo over and over again. His screams echoed like a nightmare, wrapping around Mikoto and driving her to the brink of insanity.

She was screaming and raging with anger. At the same time, she felt deep regret and pain.

She suffered from her inability to save Uchiha Sogetsu, was furious at Konoha's higher ups who concealed the truth, and went mad over the murderer who took his life.

Breaking free from the dream, she returned to reality.

Looking at the woman trapped in her nightmare, Uchiha Sogetsu felt a complex mix of emotions. He hadn't expected that his death would cause Mikoto such pain.

He gently brushed his hand across her forehead, quietly calming her and altering the nightmare. He whispered, "Good night, Mikoto. I hope you have sweet dreams."

After doing all this, he slowly withdrew his hand, gazing at the peacefully sleeping Mikoto.

In the quiet of the room, he vanished, leaving only the faint sound of Mikoto's breathing.

In the bright daylight, the infant Uchiha Itachi suddenly woke from his sleep.

With his big, dark eyes wide open, he seemed to sense something and stared into the darkness of the room.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure emerged, extending a long finger to gently tap his forehead. "I hope you'll like the gift I've given you."

A viscous, shadow-like liquid flowed from the finger and entered Itachi's mind.

From the moment he was born, Itachi awakened the Sharingan.

Such astonishing talent led Fugaku to believe that the future of the Uchiha clan depended on Itachi.

However, Fugaku suddenly realized that something seemed off about his son.

Itachi, barely awake during the day, could already walk independently and often squatted in the shadows, staring at everyone's backs with his dark eyes.

Yes, it was their backs!

Fugaku was certain he wasn't mistaken; every time Itachi looked at him, it was as if he was staring at something behind him.

Many clan members felt a chill run down their spines under Itachi's eerie gaze.

If the previous issues could be somewhat explained by the fact that the child is still young, then another behavior of Itachi's is even more terrifying, making people want to keep their distance from him.

He would quietly sit next to someone while they were asleep, staring at them with his eerie, pitch-black eyes. Then he would slowly lean in, whispering some incomprehensible words in a raspy, monster-like voice right into their ear.

Imagine, when you are deep in sleep, suddenly being woken by strange whispers beside you. When you open your eyes, you see a baby squatting next to your head, staring at you with dark eyes as if fixated on something in the darkness. 

How would that feel? 

Fugaku was one of the victims.

When he first encountered this, he was so scared that his scalp went numb, and he almost punched Itachi away. Fortunately, at the last moment, he realized it was his son and managed to hold back.

Otherwise, the hope of the Uchiha clan would have been cut off by his own hands.

Fugaku, with dark circles under his eyes, could no longer tolerate Itachi's strange behavior. He decided to call a medical ninja from Konoha Hospital to check on the child and see what was wrong with him. 

"You're saying your son stares at you in the middle of the night and makes strange sounds?" 

The medical ninja paused for a moment, his mouth twitching slightly. "Lord Fugaku, let me confirm once again—are you really not joking?" 

"Do I look like I'm joking?!" 

Fugaku shouted, his face red with anger. "It's true, I'm not lying!" 

"Alright, alright." 

Clearly, from Fugaku's expression, it was no joke. The medical ninja nodded slightly and said, "You wait outside; I'll go take a look." 

As the medical ninja walked into the room, he immediately noticed the child squatting in the corner.

"Come here, let uncle take a look~" 

He smiled warmly and approached Itachi, extending his hands. "Don't be afraid; uncle is a good person." 

At first, Itachi looked at him curiously when he was picked up. But soon, as if wanting to get closer, he stretched out his chubby little arms to hug him, babbling incoherently. 

"What a cute baby! What are you saying?" 

The medical ninja smiled gently, leaning in closer. "Tell uncle what you want to say." 

"Meat!"

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Fugaku waited for a long time, but the medical ninja didn't come out.

He grew a bit impatient and decided to check inside. As soon as he opened the door, a strong smell of blood rushed at him.

What he saw was Itachi, covered in blood, staggering towards him while holding a bloody head. His mouth was twisted into a wide grin, almost reaching his ears, revealing teeth smeared with chunks of flesh. He eerily smiled at Fugaku and said, "Father, this is for you."

In that instant, an icy chill shot through Fugaku's entire body!

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