Hatake Aoseke and Zhishui worked hard the entire night before finally transplanting the Shura Eye onto Zhishui's eye.
The two of them slept until the afternoon of the next day and missed most of the rumors spreading.
Zhishui was a good fit for his new eyes, but he couldn't look at the glaring sunlight for the time being.
Zhi Shui sat in front of the mirror and looked at his new appearance with some curiosity.
Curly Hair was straightened and fell smoothly on both sides. His slightly curled and long eyelashes had also been trimmed by Qigu Aosuke.
There was an OK bandage on the bridge of his nose, blocking his nose from the other Uchiha's.
He was also wearing Asuke's casual clothes, a normal black shirt.
It had almost completely washed away his ninja characteristics.
"Although it's me, it doesn't look like me.”
"Cangjie-kun, you're so powerful."
Aosuke stood outside the window and looked outside. He wondered what would happen if he went out after so many things happened tonight.
When he heard Zhi Shui praising his technique in front of the mirror, he immediately became smug and pointed at himself with his thumb.
"Of course. After all, it's me."
"How is it? Isn't it suitable for you to attend your own memorial service in this state?”
Zhi Shui could not help but shake his head with a smile.
"It's my own memorial service.”
"After all, I'm still alive. Although I can't tell Weitake yet, I'm still worried about him.”
If he died, then so be it. He couldn't see or care about what Eritsu would do after that.
But now that he was still alive, he still had to go and see Weasel.
Zhishui was the best ninja in the Uchiha clan. No body was found, but there was a will.
His death was basically an established fact.
As the leader of the Uchiha clan, Fugawa was naturally responsible for this matter.
A memorial was just a formality. Everyone would send flowers or something depending on the situation.
After all, the only person who was really close to Zhishui was Weasel.
As soon as he got close to the Uchiha clan, he could clearly feel the suffocating pressure.
Everyone was serious and in a hurry. Zhishui held the bouquet that was used to pay homage to him and turned his head awkwardly.
"Although I knew that my death was a big deal, I didn't expect it to be so heavy.”
Aosuke still looked like he was not in the crowd. He looked around excitedly as if he was not disturbed by the atmosphere at all.
"Don't underestimate yourself."
As soon as Hatake Aosuke finished speaking, a sharp shout suddenly came from the entrance of the Weasel family.
"If you dare to betray the clan, I will definitely not let you off easily!”
The two people holding the flowers could not help but stop in their tracks. Immediately, three figures flew out from the wooden door and fell heavily to the ground.
Weasel slowly walked out from the entrance, his hair hanging down to cover his face.
He pursed his thin lips tightly and stared at the three people lying on the ground with a gloomy expression. His entire body was filled with a sharp killing intent.
"You keep saying that you are from the same clan.”
"He didn't know the depth of my tolerance, so he was knocked to the ground by me.”
The person on the ground struggled to get up and shouted at Weasel.
"How dare you attack us!"
"You're with Zhishui every day. How could you not know if he committed suicide?？”
"If it wasn't for you-"
Before he could finish his sentence, a Kunai brushed past the three people's heads and nailed itself into the wall behind them.
The wall cracked with Kunai as the center, creating a large hole.
The words that the three of them hadn't finished were instantly stuck in their throats. They looked at the two people beside them in confusion.
The two of them did not have forehead protectors, and their clothes did not look like ninjas.
He looked like a commoner.
However, the Kunai that had appeared so quickly just now had clearly flown out from between these two people.
What was going on?
Weasel paused for a moment and looked at Qimu Cangjie and Zhishui who were standing beside him.
Zhishui's hand that was holding the bouquet was still trembling slightly. The wound that was covered by his clothes was slowly opening, and some blood was seeping out of the bandage.
Zhi Shui lowered his head slightly, and his expression was covered by the bouquet.
"Since you've been beaten out, it's better to escape ~"
Hatake Aosuke grabbed Zhishui and Weasel's shoulders and pushed them into the house.
He kicked the sliding door up.
The three people outside the door touched their chests with lingering fear and looked up at the bitterness on the wall.
Although they were unwilling, the strength of these two people was undoubtedly above theirs.
If Weasel attacked them, the clan leader would teach him a lesson and apologize to them.
However, these two outsiders had no way of blaming him.
They couldn't beat him, so they couldn't say anything. The three of them only glared at the tightly shut wooden door and left dejectedly.
"I'm sorry for letting you see this.”
Weasel sighed and took the flowers from Zhishui and Qimu Cangjie.
He would inevitably be reprimanded by his father when he came back after beating those three people out.
It wasn't strange for Asuke to come over. After all, the three of them had talked about family matters together.
Weasel's gaze fell on the unfamiliar face beside him. He sized it up, although it looked a little familiar.
But he was sure that he had never seen such a person before.
"This person is…?"
"Oh, he's Mochizuki, my former classmate.”
Zhi Shui's scalp went numb from Weasel's stare, afraid that he would be recognized.
Fortunately, Weasel did not have the time to stare at him. After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two of them left.
After walking out of the Uchiha Clan's land, Aosuke's polite expression disappeared. He raised his eyebrows slightly and moved closer to Zhi Shui.
"How, is it?"
"What are your thoughts on the development of the situation after you committed suicide?”
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