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Shisui's face was gloomy and he remained silent.
That kunai was the one he had thrown.
He knew that if he committed suicide, everything would fall on Itachi.
But he never expected the clan to suspect Itachi was involved in his death.
He instantly regretted the suicide.
He had indeed entrusted everything to Itachi, but he never intended for his death to become a burden on Itachi.
Kuroshi didn't press further, Shisui's answer was already written on his face.
"Your foresight is good, but you're being too naive about these things."
Kuroshi chuckled, flicking Shisui's forehead.
"There will be other things in a few days, before that, you better get your injuries healed."
"Too much blood will attract suspicion."
Shisui was stunned and hesitantly touched his sleeve. The black shirt sleeve was half-soaked with blood.
Shisui's death was like a period.
The cries for a coup in the Uchiha clan suddenly became quieter.
Although there were still some radical members causing trouble in the village, it was much calmer than before, when you could see several disputes on your way to and from school.
Kuroshi continued to teach at the school, and Shisui stayed home to recover.
Both the village and the Uchiha clan were in a seemingly eerie harmony on the surface.
Beneath the tranquility, the winds of change were brewing.
Both sides were playing their own games.
Danzo didn't believe that Shisui had jumped off a cliff and disappeared, and Root members were secretly searching for his body in the Uchiha clan compound and near the Naka River.
The Uchiha clan members weren't as arrogant in the village anymore, but their meetings were becoming more frequent.
Their exclusionary nature was also becoming more severe.
Kuroshi occasionally sensed Kakashi going back and forth to the Uchiha clan compound while teaching.
That guy had been out on missions all the time.
Even though everything was peaceful, Kuroshi could still faintly sense that the Uchiha coup was imminent.
Kuroshi chewed on a bamboo skewer, shook his head, and propped his cheek, looking at the sparsely populated dango shop.
Itachi had invited him out, saying that the dango shop had a new flavor, and asked him to come try it.
But the new flavor of dango had been out for almost half a month.
There were no more people lining up.
"Why are you suddenly free today? Wasn't your family always having meetings?"
The Uchiha clan's internal meetings were becoming as frequent as an old man getting up at night.
As a double agent between the village and the Uchiha, Itachi was extremely busy.
Although after Shisui's death, many radicals in the Uchiha thought Itachi couldn't be trusted, Itachi was currently the only one who could bring them information.
After all, they kind of had to use him.
Itachi's gaze stayed on the dango. Since Shisui's death, it was like he had put on a permanent mask.
Itachi was already mature for his age, and now he looked even more like an adult.
"There's no meeting tonight."
"I came this time to ask you a favor."
Kuroshi snorted "Hmm?", raising his eyes to look at Itachi.
"If something happens to our clan, please take care of Sasuke."
Itachi's voice was calm, as if he was asking Kuroshi to buy him a dango.
The Uchiha clan wouldn't have a coup, he would permanently stop it.
He and Kuroshi were close friends, and he had worked with Kakashi, so they had some connection.
Entrusting Sasuke to them was the best option.
"Your brother has a terrible temper, and he doesn't get along with me."
Kuroshi suddenly put on a pained expression, showing Itachi a troubled look.
Itachi lowered his head silently, not responding.
"But since it's your request, I'll reluctantly accept."
"Hey, there's a fee for taking care of an orphan."
Kuroshi smiled as usual, tilting his head and extending a hand towards Itachi.
Itachi moved his gaze from the half-eaten dango, looking at Kuroshi.
His usually wooden face finally showed a hint of relaxation, and he patted the white palm.
"I'll pay this time."
"Don't buy this flavor next time, it's too bad."
Kuroshi complained as he walked out of the dango shop.
By the time Itachi paid and came out, Kuroshi had already disappeared without a trace.
Itachi had already entrusted Sasuke to him, the coup must be happening in the next couple of days.
Kuroshi pondered as he opened his door.
Why do the Uchiha always have this problem, always acting like they can handle everything alone?
They could clearly ask for help, but they all act like orphans.
Because the timing of the coup was changed after Shisui's death, the time he knew before was invalid.
Kuroshi could only roughly predict the exact date of the coup based on the clues he had gathered.
It shouldn't be too far off, he'll just deal with it when the time comes.
Shisui, who had recovered from his injuries, was hanging clothes on the clothes rack, he didn't have much to do lately.
Besides adapting to his newly installed Sharingan by practicing near the Hatake house, he was also gathering intelligence.
Kuroshi tilted his head, glanced at Shisui on the balcony, and excitedly reached out.
"Oh~? Why are you like a maid I hired, Shisui?"
"Your clan is probably going to strike in the next couple of days!"
"Get to work!"
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Shisui carefully observed the cheerful expression on Kuroshi's face, hesitantly raising an eyebrow.
If it weren't for the fact that Kuroshi was actually saying that his clan was going to strike, he would have thought that Kuroshi was shouting about a half-price sale at the dessert shop next door.
"I know you're looking forward to this."
"But for everyone else, this is a serious matter… right?"
So, tone down the bright smile on your face.
Shisui couldn't help but secretly complain.
"Really? Can't help it, weaklings are troublesome."
Kuroshi stuck out his tongue at Shisui, laid his face on the table, turning into a soft puddle.
"…"
Shisui almost broke the clothes rack in his hand.
Shunshin Shisui.
This was the first time someone had so confidently and openly categorized him as a weakling.
Shisui had been living with Kuroshi for a while now.
Before they were close, Shisui had been observing Kuroshi.
But now, he could say with certainty.
This guy Kuroshi is definitely not normal.
"If you can't solve the problem, then solve the person who raised the problem!"
Kuroshi gave this answer to the conflict between the village and the Uchiha.
"Solve… the person who raised the problem?"
At that moment, it was the first time Shisui questioned whether it was Kuroshi's mouth or his ears that were wrong.
"Yeah, if it's so difficult, just get rid of both sides."
"… Are you really sure you know what you're saying?"
Shisui frowned in disbelief. When Kuroshi told them about that plan before, he had declined because he didn't want Kuroshi, an ordinary person, to be involved.
Now it seemed like this guy was eager to get involved.
Kuroshi stood between the village and the Uchiha, a completely neutral party.
Not only was he neutral, he wanted to control this whole situation.
"I know, because I'm invincible, so this kind of thing is no problem for me."
Kuroshi pointed at himself with confidence.
Although he felt that this guy was very strong, his brain was completely different from an ordinary person.
Shisui and the black blindfold stared at each other for a while.
He sighed helplessly.
"I understand, I'll help you."
He had no reason to refuse.
Both in the village and within the Uchiha clan, news of his death was already a foregone conclusion.
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