Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master

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He could sense that something was off about Itachi today.

"……Row."

He gave a muffled reply, focusing all his attention back on the grilled meat, though his mind was still racing with thoughts of his own.

That's so strange, Daiichi-san is acting like this today...

The dinner ended hastily in this suffocating silence.

After finishing his meal, Itachi spoke up.

"It's my turn to keep watch tonight."

Itachi patted his clothes and was about to get up when Kisame suddenly stood up.

"I'll keep watch, Itachi. You go and rest."

His attitude was surprisingly positive.

There was something in Kisame's heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

Given Itachi's current condition, Kisame is genuinely worried that something might happen tonight.

"Ok?"

Itachi tilted his head slightly, looking at Kisame's big face, which was smiling somewhat stiffly, and felt strange.

What is Kisame up to now?

However, he had no interest in investigating further.

Being able to rest early is something he desperately wants.

After all, a good night's sleep brings a new day...

He can...

In a trance.

After an unknown amount of time, Itachi's consciousness gradually returned from the chaos.

He frowned slightly, feeling a bright light in front of him that made it hard to open his eyes.

Itachi instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes from the glaring light, then slowly opened them.

What came into view was a familiar living room.

Itachi paused for a moment, then quickly looked around.

He found himself sitting on the tatami mat in his living room, with a lavish breakfast laid out on a low wooden coffee table.

Pan-fried fish, miso soup, rice, and my mother's best tamagoyaki (Japanese rolled omelet)...

Everything felt incredibly real.

"I... came in again?"

Itachi was startled and immediately understood the situation.

I found myself back in a dream.

The moment he realized this, the emotions that had been suppressed and subdued all day burst forth like a dam breaking.

A sense of relief and joy spread through Itachi's chest, making his breathing rapid.

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

A dream!

It's that dream again!

Here, he could openly look at Sasuke, talk to him, and even... touch him!

Thinking of all this, Itachi felt his heart suddenly race, his blood seemed to boil, and he trembled slightly with an overwhelming sense of anticipation.

Just as Itachi was overwhelmed with emotion, a series of light, quick footsteps suddenly came from the direction of the stairs.

Immediately afterward, a black-haired boy rushed downstairs like the wind: "Nii-san! You're discharged from the hospital!"

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

The person who arrived was Sasuke.

He practically jumped down the last few steps, lunged into Itachi's arms, and hugged his brother tightly.

The boy's clear voice was full of surprise and excitement.

"Great! Nissan, you're finally back!"

When his younger brother bumped into him squarely, Itachi felt a jolt in his chest and his body stiffened.

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

He subconsciously raised his hands, wanting to hug Sasuke back, but he didn't dare to really use force, for fear that if he used even a little force, it would all be in vain.

Itachi stood frozen in place, even forgetting to breathe.

It wasn't until the faint scent of Sasuke lingered around his nose that he was reminded of his presence.

This is not an illusion.

The touch in my arms felt real and warm.

Sasuke was really in my arms!

"Brother, what's wrong?" Sasuke noticed that his brother was silent and his body was stiff as a stone, so he raised his head from his arms and looked at Itachi with some confusion.

Itachi's face was pale, and his dark eyes were filled with his own reflection, which he did not blink.

Sasuke felt embarrassed by the stare and scratched his head, grinning sheepishly, "It's been a while since we last met... Anyway... Brother has recovered and been discharged from the hospital, that's great!"

"Yes...that's great."

The weasel murmured in agreement, a slight, uncontrollable smile creeping onto his lips.

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

He looked down at his younger brother's joyful smiling face, and at that moment he had only one thought in his mind.

Even if it's just a dream, he'd be willing to stay in it forever and never wake up.

He even choked up a little when he spoke those few words, but fortunately Sasuke was so immersed in the joy of the reunion that he didn't notice his brother's strange expression.

Just then, a gentle female voice came from the direction of the kitchen.

"Sasuke, be careful, Itachi was just discharged from the hospital."

As Mikoto Uchiha carried the last dish out of the kitchen, she saw her youngest son clinging to her eldest son like a sloth. She couldn't help but chuckle and shake her head, saying, "Itachi only recently returned home and his injuries haven't fully healed yet. It's all thanks to Lady Tsunade's meticulous treatment that Itachi was able to recover so quickly."

As Itachi gazed at his mother, whom he hadn't seen for so long, a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

He bowed slightly and respectfully accepted the soup bowl his mother handed him: "Thank you for your hard work, Mother."

Mikoto nodded with a smile: "It's good that you're back."

As she spoke, she reached out and ruffled Sasuke's hair.

"And you, Sasuke, stop making such a fuss. Your brother needs to rest."

"I know, Mom."

Sasuke blushed as his mother ruffled his hair, and although he agreed, he still happily clung to Itachi's side.

Mikoto smiled helplessly and said, "Alright, everyone, sit down and eat."

Not long after, Fugaku Uchiha appeared at the living room doorway.

He was dressed in a crisp kimono, his face serious. He first carefully examined Itachi, as if assessing his condition.

"You're back? How's your recovery going?"

Under his gaze, Itachi bowed slightly and whispered, "I've... almost fully recovered, Father."

"That's good."

Fugaku nodded slightly, said nothing more, and walked to the head seat to sit down.

The family of four sat around a low table and happily began their breakfast.

The long-awaited family reunion made Itachi almost feel dazed, wishing that time could stand still at this moment.

After finishing the meal, Sasuke's eyes lit up, and he excitedly suggested, "Nii-san, come with me to the courtyard to train later! You haven't taught me any new techniques in a long time."

After saying that, he looked at Itachi with anticipation.

Itachi, who was clearing the dishes, suddenly stopped, hardly believing his ears: "Training with...Sasuke?"

[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Itachi Uchiha have been detected! Emotional value +800!]

Yes, how long has it been since he trained with Sasuke?

Fugaku had already stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked out. Before leaving, he abruptly said, "Itachi, you don't need to report to the police department today. Take a good rest. Sasuke has been a bit lax lately, so take this opportunity to discipline him properly and make him understand the consequences of stagnating in strength!"

After saying that, Fugaku snorted coldly and stepped out of the living room without looking back.

Itachi gently rubbed Sasuke's head: "Let's go, let's go to the yard."

As he spoke, he took the lead and stepped out of the door.

The gravel path in the courtyard meanders and twists, with several tall cherry trees standing gracefully, and the clear chirping of birds coming from among the branches and leaves.

The two brothers walked slowly, one after the other, to the open space in the center of the courtyard and stood side by side.

Itachi looked intently at his younger brother as the sun rose.

Sasuke was no longer the childish kid he used to be. Overwhelmed with emotion, he tried his best to suppress the surging excitement in his heart, not wanting Sasuke to discover anything amiss.

Taking a deep breath, Itachi tried his best to restore his expression and tone to that of a gentle and reliable older brother.

He recalled how his normal self in the previous dream usually interacted with Sasuke, and tried to imitate that relaxed and natural tone as he asked, "Sasuke, what do you want to start practicing today? Shuriken throwing, or... a new genjutsu?"

To everyone's surprise, Sasuke on the other side had a serious expression on his face, a solemn look he had never shown before.

Sasuke slowly shook his head and said firmly, "Nii-san, let's talk about this later."

He took a deep breath, his dark eyes reflecting Itachi's image, and asked, word by word, "Brother, you've already awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan... right? What I really want to learn is how to awaken the Mangekyou Sharingan!"

Upon hearing this, Itachi's smile suddenly froze.