Reborn in Boruto as itachi's son

[MERCENARY PROFILE]

001 is the codename.

[99.9 PERCENTAGE SUCCESS]

I was the best mercenary, a war orphan admitted as a mercenary at the age of 18, a loner who watched anime on vacation.

You might think I had a grand death for such a person, and I believe you could call it that.

My superiors in Africa planned for me to be sent to the location where the nuclear bomb was supposed to be dropped without my knowledge.

I'm not sure where I am anymore, and it's getting dark.

Several months later,

Something grabbed my arm and drew me towards the bright light. I was thrilled.

"Congratulation! It's a little boy." With a warm smile, the nurse said.

She noticed the boy was not crying at all. He began crying after she slapped him.

"Waah... neeh... waah" meant "Do you want to die?"

He became aware of his voice, looked at himself, and realized he was no longer in his previous body. His sobbing became more harsh.

What exactly is this? What is going on? Suddenly, a slew of questions flooded his mind, and his immature mind couldn't keep up, and he came to a halt as he heard a woman's voice say, "Don't cry my baby, mamma is here."

He was overcome with emotion; it was the first time he had met someone who genuinely cared about him. He just dozed off with a smile on his face.

After six months,

I figured out something. First, I was reincarnated in the Naruto universe.

My father's name is Uchiha Itachi. I discovered it because she kept mentioning how much I resembled him, and it appeared that he met her a year before his death.

I was born seven months after he passed away.

The fourth great ninja war is over.

I'm getting bored. I enjoy attracting my mother's attention because she is the only person who speaks to me.

"Waah... waah," I began to cry for no apparent reason.

"Oh! Is my child hungry? 'This is where'

"NO NO NO," I say again, not this "waaah... waaah."

He cursed himself for not being able to speak, and he succumbed.

She sometimes takes me to the market because I enjoy watching ninjas, and she has probably noticed this as well. I was born in a small village inland from the sea, not in Konoha. The island on which the Great Naruto Bridge is being constructed. I learned a lot over the course of six months.

I'm in the Land of Waves.

I even started crawling, which was quite impressive, HUH. I need to catch up with Boruto and Kawaki; thinking about future villains excites me. Now that I think about it, Boruto hasn't even been born yet, so I can still stop it from happening. "Hehehe"

I can't even leave the house, and he'll be born a few years later; no matter what I do, it won't happen. "sigh."

I think I'll go for a walk.

I climbed out of the baby cage, began crawling, and made my way to the other room where the ninja scrolls were kept. A book has been written about Sharingan and Genjutsu. I just memorized it because I had nothing else to do. When I had the time, I read these books and scrolls to pass the time.

Time passed slowly but steadily in this chain of events. I'm almost two years old now. I know how to walk and talk like a pro. My mother's expression was priceless when I first spoke when I was only a year old.

I started doing light exercises; heavy exercises will almost certainly kill me.

Itachi, I'm going shopping; please stay at home and do not go outside; please stay inside.

"Yes"

Itachi appears to be my name in this life. She named me Ryu but I forced her to take my father's name. Simply, despite the fact that she has never told me anything about him. She talked about him for a few months after I was born; otherwise, I wouldn't have known. Let's take a look at the scrolls now. She has only told me his name.

I was studying the scroll. Nothing noteworthy. A strong gust of wind blew through the window. A wooden log that had been nailed to a wall and looked exactly like a wall collapsed.

It revealed a secret entrance; as I looked at it, a smile spread across my face.

I walked towards the door, keeping the log to the side. I then entered through the front door. It was a dark room with nothing visible; I quickly returned and flashed the torch. It was linked to an underground chamber. There was a stone table nearby.

I was looking at the table's top. My face was filled with a wide, excited smile.

"Is it... yes, it is hehehe....