Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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That's right... his reasoning is correct!

Sasuke stared with bloodshot eyes, his venomous gaze almost piercing through the other person.

In the dream, Nissan is gentle and kind; he would never show such an expression to anyone...

The older brother who accompanied me in my dreams, encouraged me, and protected me as I grew up had such warm eyes.

This cold-blooded and ruthless beast in front of me could never be my Nissan!

He's a damn fake!

Sasuke spoke each word with a distorted tone, filled with hatred, "You damned imposter, I will definitely kill you!!"

At this moment, he was like a trapped beast on the verge of despair, his eyes filled with an intense hatred that seemed to want to tear the other person to pieces and grind their bones to dust.

Seeing Sasuke's deep-seated hatred, Itachi's tense expression faltered slightly.

He stared blankly at his brother's eyes, which were filled with resentment and venom, his thoughts a jumbled mess.

He was well aware that the purpose of the massacre he had personally orchestrated was to instill in Sasuke a deep and unforgettable hatred for him, thus fueling Sasuke's rapid growth through hatred.

but……

Witnessing firsthand that his younger brother now truly hates him to the core, a hatred that is completely devoid of any other emotions, Itachi still couldn't help but feel a pang of bitterness in his heart.

Itachi didn't know that Sasuke's previous hatred stemmed from his inability to understand his brother's confusion and pain.

Sasuke couldn't understand why Itachi would commit such a heinous act; it was a hatred born of betrayal by a loved one, a hatred born of love.

But now it's utter, complete, and unreserved hatred!

It is the pure hatred that one feels towards the murderer of one's father or the extermination of one's clan.

After a moment of silence, Itachi came to his senses and forcibly suppressed the bitterness in his heart.

He lowered his eyes and coldly scrutinized his younger brother, who was trembling with pain and anger, his mind racing.

Sasuke's words just now... made him think I was a fake?

He thought the "Uchiha Itachi" in front of him was a fake?!

Itachi frowned, a sudden realization creeping into his mind—

Did Sasuke develop a mistaken understanding because of that strange dream?

"Sasuke—! I'm here to save you!"

Just then, a loud shout suddenly came from not far behind.

"Spiral pills!"

Itachi turned around and looked.

In the distance, through the woods, a figure wearing an orange jacket was seen rushing towards them at high speed.

It was a blond kid, about ten years old, with a head of spiky blond hair flying in the wind, and his blue eyes filled with a look of anxiety and anger.

He held a rapidly spinning ball of blue chakra in one hand and lunged at Itachi's back without hesitation!

"Naruto?!" Sasuke looked up at the sound and saw his companion roaring as he charged towards him.

His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"What's this guy doing here?"

Sasuke was both shocked and anxious.

Didn't Naruto go in another direction? How did he suddenly arrive here?

And... what an idiot! Fine, you can launch a sneak attack, but yelling like that makes the enemy think they're not alert enough?!

Itachi stared at the blond brat charging towards him, his eyes darkening slightly.

A head of dazzling blonde hair, and that somewhat familiar face...

He had seen the blond kid before in that strange dream.

In his memory, in Sasuke's dream world, this Naruto Uzumaki was extremely powerful, even far surpassing Sasuke at that time.

Thinking of this, Itachi frowned.

So, Sasuke's hatred isn't nearly enough...

Just like the huge gap between him and this blond kid.

It's still a long way off!

Almost in the blink of an eye, Naruto roared and pounced forward.

But even in the face of this devastating attack, Itachi remained calm and composed.

Snapped!

Itachi's hand precisely caught Naruto's outstretched right wrist!

The Rasengan was less than half a foot from Itachi's chest, but it could not go any further!

Naruto was terrified. Before he could react, the figure in front of him blurred, and Itachi had already approached him like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a heavy blow to his abdomen: "Thump!"

Itachi had already raised his leg at some point and kicked Naruto squarely in the stomach!

"Ugh—!" Naruto groaned, feeling a tremendous force sweep across his body along his ribs. His internal organs seemed to have shifted and churned, and everything went black before his eyes.

The next second, his body flew backward uncontrollably.

boom!

Naruto's back snapped off a thick tree branch, and he crashed into the bushes in the forest like a broken sack, rolling dozens of meters before finally coming to a stop by slamming into a large tree.

That kick was clearly delivered with great force!

"Naruto!!" Sasuke watched helplessly as Naruto was kicked far away by Itachi and crashed heavily into the forest, letting out a nearly desperate roar.

Itachi glanced indifferently at Naruto in the distance, and seeing that he wouldn't be able to get up anytime soon, he turned his cold gaze back to Sasuke.

"You seem...to be very concerned about him?" His voice was unreadable, as if he had just crushed a bug that was blocking his way.

Chapter 140 Aren't you curious where my eyes came from?

Sasuke choked on his words and fell silent.

He pursed his lips, not answering directly.

Sasuke's mind raced, cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

He knew very well that this imposter was cold-blooded and ruthless, and would never let him and Naruto go easily.

Naruto's condition is currently unknown; he has a dislocated ankle and is having difficulty walking...

I was too impulsive today!

He and Naruto might just die here.

Sasuke inwardly groaned, regret and unease washing over him like ice water.

On the other side, hidden by the trees, Naruto lay sprawled at the base of a large tree, curled up on the ground in a disheveled position.

Naruto finally caught his breath and let out a low groan of pain.

It felt like a huge rock was pressing on my chest, and my ribs ached with every breath.

He paused for a few seconds, then struggled to sit up despite a wave of dizziness. As soon as he looked down, he vomited a large mouthful of acidic water mixed with a few drops of blood foam—clearly, his internal organs had been injured by the shock.

asshole!

He actually... got kicked away by this guy in one go?!

This was the first time Naruto had faced such a terrifying enemy.

"Ah……"

Itachi looked down at Sasuke, who was filled with regret, and let out a cryptic chuckle. "Heh, you seem to know something, but don't you care at all about your brother's fate?"

Itachi's voice was icy and chilling, each word like a sharp blade piercing the heart.

Sasuke's expression changed drastically upon hearing this!

"Wha...what?"

Sasuke had never thought about it in detail before, or perhaps he didn't dare to think about it in detail.

If this guy is just a fake Itachi Uchiha, then where is the real Itachi...?!

As Itachi looked at Sasuke's suddenly pale face and violently shaken expression, a faint, almost imperceptible pain flashed through his heart.

But to help Sasuke take another step forward, he resolutely reached out and slowly touched his eyes, unhurriedly, as if recounting an ordinary little thing: "Aren't you curious about where these eyes of mine... came from?"

Itachi's calm words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Sasuke's mind!

He froze, his heart skipping a beat.

"Eye?"

Itachi spread his arms, revealing an almost manic smile, his hoarse, low laughter continuing: "Hahaha, your brother, your eyes are quite good, very useful!"

His voice trembled wildly, sounding particularly jarring in the silent air.

Sasuke's eyes widened, as if struck by lightning, and he froze.

My mind went blank for a moment, and my eyes lost focus.

Are you kidding me?

Those eyes are... are...

For a moment, Sasuke felt as if the whole world had stopped.

The surrounding sounds seemed to be drawn away.

The words Itachi had just said kept echoing in my ears.

"The glasses are great, they work very well!"

That sentence echoed in the depths of his mind like a curse, refusing to leave and forcing his nerves to tighten little by little.