Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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In the field.

Mikoto patted Sasuke's back gently for a while, finally calming his agitated emotions down a bit.

"Alright, alright, don't cry anymore." She gently wiped away Sasuke's tears and said softly, "Let's go back and have dinner."

Seeing that his younger brother had calmed down, Itachi stepped forward to offer a helping hand: "Sasuke, let's go back first—"

To everyone's surprise, as soon as Sasuke saw Itachi approach, he immediately shook off Itachi's hand, turned his head and glared at him fiercely: "Don't touch me! Hmph, I'll be watching you! This time you won't get away with anything to Mom!"

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +400!]

Itachi looked at his younger brother's sullen face and smiled wryly, thinking to himself that his younger brother really had quite a temper...

It seems I can't stand him up anymore.

Soon, Mikoto took Sasuke's hand, and the mother and son walked home together.

Sunlight filtered through the lush canopy of trees lining the road, casting dappled shadows. Groups of Uchiha clansmen could be seen here and there along the paths of the clan compound.

Along the way, the clansmen they encountered greeted Mikoto and her son warmly and inquired about Sasuke's recent situation.

As Sasuke looked at these ordinary yet heartwarming scenes, he felt a lump in his throat again.

The peaceful life depicted in this dream was so real that he could hardly distinguish between reality and illusion...

Upon returning home, as soon as Sasuke stepped into the living room, he saw his father, Fugaku Uchiha, already sitting at the dining table waiting for him.

Fugaku, dressed in loose casual clothes, crossed his arms and simply gave a low "hmm" as a greeting when his wife and children returned.

However, when his gaze fell on Sasuke's face, his brows immediately furrowed.

The assistant was gripping the door frame, his eyes red and swollen, clearly having just been crying.

"How dignified!"

Fugaku's face darkened. "You're crying without even eating, Sasuke. You're twelve years old, and you're still shedding tears like a child. What kind of behavior is that!"

"How embarrassing! He doesn't look like my son at all!"

Fugaku rebuked him with a stern face, his voice authoritative even without anger.

Despite the harsh words, Sasuke felt a long-lost warmth seep into his heart.

That stern tone, that familiar manner of speaking—it truly sounds like a father!

Sasuke showed no fear or grievance whatsoever. Instead, he smiled through his tears and nodded solemnly: "Yes, Father, I was wrong."

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +400!]

Fugaku raised an eyebrow in surprise.

This youngest son was most afraid of him. Usually, as soon as he put on a serious face, the brat would immediately fall silent.

But today, Sasuke actually admitted his mistake with a smile?

Fugaku gave Sasuke a suspicious look, snorted, and said nothing more.

When Meiqin saw her husband scolding their son with a stern face as soon as he came home, she couldn't help but playfully pat him lightly: "Really, the child just finished training, don't be so fierce."

After saying that, she put her arm around Sasuke with heartache and said, "Let's go, go wash your face and get ready for dinner. Don't mind your dad, he's all bark and no bite."

Sasuke shook his head and sniffed: "It's okay, Mom, I'm fine."

A long-lost smile returned to his face, and he looked to be in excellent spirits.

Chapter 36 is it? Sass is even worse than me.

In the audience.

Naruto, seeing this, pouted and looked indignant.

He muttered under his breath, "Hmph, Sasuke's dad is no good at all..."

"My dad is so gentle and kind, he would never be so mean to me! Sasuke's dad is nowhere near as good as mine!"

[Ding! Naruto's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +200!]

Sakura tilted her head, looking at the serious and stern Fugaku in the picture, and muttered in confusion, "Is this really Sasuke's father? He doesn't seem like it... Sasuke is so outstanding, why is his father so dissatisfied with him?"

Upon hearing this, Kakashi couldn't help but sigh softly, rubbing his forehead.

Are these kids really my students?

They are also quite blunt when making casual comments about their elders.

"Ahem—" Kakashi cleared his throat and solemnly reminded him, "It's very impolite to talk about other people's fathers, you know?"

Naruto stuck out his tongue and muttered, "Tch, I wasn't wrong..."

Shi Yu eavesdropped in the shadows for a long time and couldn't help but mutter complaints inwardly.

Fugaku Uchiha definitely had a strong fatherly vibe.

……

in the screen.

Sasuke had been immersed in the joy of having both parents alive ever since he entered the room.

Having not experienced the warmth of family reunion for a long time, he can finally sit down and have lunch with his parents.

The table was laden with a sumptuous spread of dishes, all of which were Mikoto's specialties.

The aroma of stew, the refreshing taste of vegetables, and the steaming hot miso soup...

Sasuke stared wide-eyed at the familiar dishes spread across the table.

He shakily reached out with his chopsticks and tentatively picked up a piece of tomato and put it in his mouth.

A wonderful flavor bursts on the tip of the tongue—it's the taste of my mother from my memories!

Sasuke's throat tightened, his nose stung, and he almost burst into tears again.

After so many years, he finally tasted his mother's cooking again.

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +600!]

At the dinner table, Itachi observed his younger brother, trying to find an opportunity to say a few words to Sasuke.

However, Sasuke kept his head down and ate the whole time, not even sparing him a glance.

Sitting next to this "murderer" for lunch, Sasuke felt extremely uncomfortable. If it weren't for his mother being there, he wouldn't want to be at the same table with Itachi for even a second.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

A short while later, Itachi put down his chopsticks and said apologetically, "I have a mission this afternoon, so I have to go now."

Fugaku picked up the ninja headband from the table and tied it on his forehead, saying in a deep voice, "The Security Department is urging us, so Itachi and I will be leaving now."

Mikoto nodded upon hearing this, stood up and straightened her husband's clothes: "Leaving so early today... The security department is especially busy at this time of year, be careful on the road."

Fugaku nodded solemnly and patted his wife's hand as a farewell.

Itachi got up and went to the entrance to change his shoes.

As he walked past Sasuke, he paused and whispered, "Sasuke, I'm sorry. Once I'm done with this, I'll definitely train with you properly next time."

Sasuke turned his head away with a cold face and did not respond to him.

Itachi sighed softly and went out with his father.

The sound of a door opening and closing came from the entryway, and the living room immediately fell silent.

Mikoto looked at the doorway, shook her head and laughed, "Really, the security department is always so busy at this time of year, they don't even have time to eat... Sigh."

Sasuke remained silent, burying his head in his rice, and did not respond.

Only he knew that at this moment, he only wanted to cherish every second he spent with his mother, and he had no mind to care about his father and brother.

He sighed in his heart.

This dream was so realistic! Even my mother's cooking skills were perfectly reproduced, exactly the same as in my memory... It was almost like the real thing.

After the meal, Sasuke took the initiative to help Mikoto clear the table and clean it up.

After that, he simply stayed at home and spent the whole afternoon with his mother.

"Sasuke, didn't you make plans to go on a mission with Naruto and Sakura this afternoon? Aren't you going?"

Seeing her son clinging to her side, Mikoto couldn't help but smile and ask.

"not going!"

Sasuke refused without hesitation, a happy smile spreading across his face. "What's the point of doing such a boring request! I want to spend more time with my mother; that's more important than anything else!"

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +500!]

"Oh dear, you child..."

Mikoto shook her head, both amused and annoyed, but her eyes were full of affection.

In the time that followed, Sasuke helped Mikoto clean the yard and tidy up the house, chatting enthusiastically with his mother as he worked.

He talked on and on about his spiritual practice over the years, as well as the funny stories about his teammates, as if he wanted to make up for all the time he had missed with his mother in the past few years.

Mikoto listened with a beaming smile, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, Sasuke, isn't Kakashi your class's teacher? What's he like?"

Sasuke answered while sweeping the floor, "Kakashi-sensei is a bit lazy and always late, but he's very strong."

Mikoto nodded with satisfaction: "I see. Remember, companions should help and trust each other, okay?"

"Yes!" Sasuke nodded emphatically.

The mother and son enjoyed a rare period of warmth and tranquility.

……

auditorium.

Naruto stared at the screen, his anger rising.

"Hey! This guy, Sass, has the nerve to say I'm obsessed with dreams? He's laughing even dumber than I am!"

"That's it? I'm not even as good as you. At least I didn't cry!"

Kakashi couldn't hold back his laughter when he heard Naruto's sarcastic remarks.