Hell Beckons You

"Today, I will do a thousand push-ups to warm myself up. Now, let's start."

"Very good. Next will be five thousand frog jumps."

"Quick, quick, quick! Haven't you eaten yet? You are so slow."

"Next will be the actual combat practice. Attack me."

"Do you want to laugh your enemy to death with such a soft fist?"

"Is there honey on your fist? In the future, your nickname will be Uchiha Sizuka. It's so sweet!"

"Stand up. Itachi is on the top! He is watching you from outside. Show some backbone!"

"Just this? Just this? Just this?"

"Alright. Let's stop here for today. The unfinished training will be doubled tomorrow."

......

When Sasuke limped and almost crawled back to his room, he really had no strength left. He lay on the ground and did not want to do anything but breathe.

Especially after experiencing Aoba, this bastard's hell special training, he sincerely missed the strict training that his father had given him.

That was simply heaven!

Without comparison, there was no harm. Only by losing would one know how to cherish it.

Compared to the physical and mental torture that Aoba had inflicted on him, Sasuke suddenly felt that his father, who he had always been afraid of, loved him so much and loved him dearly!

However, he had no way to protest because during the entire special training process, Aoba had been in sync with him, and the amount of training was several times more than his.

Then he completed it faster and more standard than him.

After finishing a set, it was like playing. He didn't even sweat a few drops. He was simply a monster!

The huge gap between them was also the motivation for him to grit his teeth and persevere!

He, Uchiha Sasuke, would not let that bastard look down on him!

Gulp...

His stomach began to protest.

The little bit of food that he had risked his life to obtain at night had already been digested completely under such high intensity training. Even the large pot of tea in his stomach had been turned into sweat and flowed out.

"I'm so hungry."

Sasuke really wanted to go to the kitchen to find something to eat, but unfortunately, he felt that he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

He could only empty his mind and forget the feeling of hunger.

Then, at this moment, Itachi came in with full food.

"Although eating too much food before sleeping is not good for the stomach, it is better to eat some to replenish the strength."

"No need, I..."

Gulp...

Feeling a little awkward, Sasuke blushed.

However, Itachi had no intention of laughing at him. Instead, he acted as if he did not know anything and helped him up, ready to feed him.

"I can do it myself,"

Sasuke said somewhat forcefully. Then, he picked up the chopsticks with trembling hands, just like the characters in the 'disabled simulator'. It took him a lot of effort to barely bring the food to his mouth.

Then, it fell to the ground.

Sasuke began the challenge again in disbelief. This time, he finally ate it successfully.

When he felt the happiness of chewing food, Sasuke's eyes immediately turned red and he almost cried.

He was too tough!

"Are you tired?"

Sasuke struggled to eat and nodded.

"Do you want to cancel the special training?"

Hearing this, Sasuke was stunned for a moment and hesitated to answer.

At this time, Itachi, who was quietly watching Sasuke eat, said, "Aoba and I met when we were about four years old. At that time, Aoba did not know anything. His talent in Ninjutsu was also very ordinary. He even learned the basic Ninjutsu for several months before he could barely use it."

"But Aoba is more hardworking than anyone I have ever seen. He seems to know that he has no talent in Ninjutsu, so he chose to go on the road of Taijutsu."

"In order to defeat me, he is on the road of training every day except for training."

"Aoba improved very fast. If we only compete in Taijutsu, I am no longer his opponent. But even so, he still felt that it was not enough, so he asked Guy-senpai, who was good at Taijutsu at that time, to help him with special training. Every day he was beaten half to death, and he walked home with blood all over his body."

"Until a month later, I saw him in the sick room of the hospital. I did not regret it, nor did I feel the joy of escaping from death. I only had a new life after success."

"It was also from that day on that we never fought again."

"Because victory and defeat are no longer important."

As Itachi reminisced, Sasuke unconsciously stopped his chopsticks and quietly listened to the past that belonged to his big brother and another person. It also made Sasuke change his opinion of a certain bastard.

At the same time, Sasuke also knew that Itachi was telling him that no one could succeed so easily.

Even though Aoba's special training was very hard for him, it was nothing compared to the hellish training that he had gone through.

Of course, he would not think that Aoba was a good person.

After he became stronger, the first thing he had to do was to beat up that Aoba!

"If that guy can do it, I can do it too!"

"Yes, eat quickly. It's going to get cold."

After Sasuke recovered his strength and wolfed down all the food, Itachi walked out with the food.

"It's nothing. Why do you keep talking about those old yellow calendar? I'm looking forward to a few days of leisure. You really know how to make trouble for me."

Outside the door, Aoba, who was leaning against a pillar, said to Itachi unhappily.

He knew his own family affairs. He didn't rise because he relied on hard work. Because there were many people who worked hard, how many people succeeded in the end?

But on the other hand, if he only relied on the system, his growth speed would not be so fast.

It could only be said that the system still had a bit of insight and found him.

As Itachi walked outside, he smiled and said, "What about you? Why do you want me to send food to Sasuke at this time? Why don't you do this yourself?"

"You are his brother. Of course, you are the one to do this. I don't want to be suspected of poisoning the food."

Looking at the stubborn Aoba, Itachi did not expose his clumsy excuse. Instead, he conveyed a sentence, "Sasuke ate very well and said that the food was very good. Can you bring me some when you prepare tomorrow? I can only watch Sasuke eat. It is really a torture."

Aoba, who could not keep a straight face, immediately replied with an international friend gesture, leaving behind a sentence:,"If you want to eat, make it yourself." After that, he went straight back to his room.

As for the words that Itachi said, he could not understand a single word!

As the lifelong enemy of Sasuke, how could he do such a thankless thing?

On the other hand, Itachi smiled very happily because he also discovered the proud side of Aoba. He was obviously so concerned about Sasuke, but he always pretended to be a 'bad person' in front of Sasuke.

"It seems that I have to work hard too. Otherwise, my own brother will be snatched away."

In the night, Itachi shook his head with a smile and left.