Ryun drank a cup of tea, moistening his throat. Regarding Itachi, he was appreciative. Putting aside the matter of him running off with his daughter.
Just talking about his performance in the original work, Ryun knew, this was a person worthy of respect. Although he himself could not do it, that did not mean he did not like such a person.
He had his own thoughts, his thoughts were selfless, while Ryun himself was selfish.
"Have you figured it out?" Ryun's voice slowly sounded. His composed gaze looked towards Itachi. Itachi's eyes suddenly changed from deep and profound to lively.
At this moment, he had already broken the shackles in his heart, broken the gaze of the world. At this moment, Itachi was not Itachi, yet he was only Itachi. Or rather, this was the Itachi of a normal person.
"I understand. I have been taught." Itachi bowed towards Ryun. He understood Ryun's intention, and also understood that being a little selfish as a person was not shameful.
Ryun nodded. He put down the teacup, then walked to stand in front of Itachi. Then, passing by his shoulder, he locked the study door from the inside. Afterwards, he slapped a palm towards the study door.
Three Talents Seal, Four Symbols Seal, Five Elements Seal, Six Harmonies Seal, Seven Stars Seal, Eight Trigrams Seal, Nine Palaces Seal leaped onto the wall. It could be said that at this moment, the wall was the strongest wall in the world.
The wall: "What the hell did I do to deserve this."
The door: "Suddenly I feel so secure."
Itachi: "Yamete."
Ryun turned to look at Itachi. At this moment, his eyes had changed. They became sharp, became angry. "Now, let's talk about you disobeying my orders at the village entrance, and taking Ju away without authorization."
Itachi gave a full body shudder at this moment. The corners of his mouth pulled into a strained smile. "This, Hokage-sama, that day Ju couldn't bear being deceived by you, ah no, being kept in the dark about the truth for so long. For a moment, she couldn't think straight."
"And while taking her out to play and eat, whenever I had time, I was explaining your good intentions, telling Ju that you are a responsible, good Hokage. The reason for not telling her was because you were afraid Ju would have too much pressure, living under your shadow."
Itachi's explanation made Ryun freeze. The originally angry aura calmed down quite a bit. To say that Itachi's concept of family and country was different from his own was easy to understand.
But regarding the analysis of human nature, Itachi was not inferior to him. After all, he was born naturally into a great clan like the Uchiha. Naturally, the people around him were all beings with their own selfishness.
As the heir upon whom Fugaku had placed high hopes, in terms of identifying, discerning, and dissecting human hearts, he was definitely top-notch. Moreover, a exquisite illusion technique was not only because the jutsu formula was complete and dazzling, but even more so because of the caster.
The deeper the caster's dissection of human nature, the greater the power of the illusion they unleashed, and the more able the illusion was to draw people in.
Illusion techniques were often products that stirred up human desires in their hearts. A person might fantasize about what they would do if they had such strength because their own strength was insufficient.
And illusion techniques amplified this desire, making people sink into the world of their own thoughts. Therefore, the stronger the illusion technique, the simpler, the more straightforward, the more directly it could draw out a person's desires.
And Itachi, who awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan, had a jutsu called Tsukuyomi. That meant he was a person skilled in calculation, good at dissecting human hearts.
Ryun glanced at Sasuke, then turned back and sat down in his seat. "Then tell me, do you have any intentions towards Ju." He crossed his legs, looking at Itachi like this.
Hearing this, Itachi's expression froze. He knew that hiding in front of Ryun was not a good thing. It was better to admit it openly and straightforwardly. "Yes."
Seeing Itachi admit so straightforwardly left Ryun at a loss. He wanted to speak but stopped, stopped but wanted to speak again, and finally sighed. "Then can you wait? My requirements for Ju are very strict. She won't be allowed to marry until she is twenty years old."
"Many changes might happen during this period. You also cannot casually fall in love, but must focus on pursuing her alone. Can you do this?"
"Don't answer in a hurry. During this time, it's possible my Ju might fall in love with someone else. Are you truly prepared for everything?" These words from Ryun made Itachi freeze.
He did not answer directly. Instead, he imagined the scene described by Ryun. Thinking about Ju possibly falling in love with someone else, his heart felt as if cut by a knife. But making him give up on Ju, he likewise couldn't do it.
Ryun scrutinized Itachi. If Itachi had just directly answered his question, then he might have felt disgust towards Itachi. Because what he said were very practical words, words that questioned Itachi's heart.
If he answered without thinking, it would only make Ryun feel that Itachi was a frivolous person, a person who only knew how to talk. Such a person, Ryun would absolutely not accept him becoming his son-in-law.
Itachi's current state made Ryun secretly nod inside. It depended on how Itachi would answer in a moment.
During this time, Ryun kept staring at Itachi's face and eyes. The eyes are the windows to the soul. The micro-expressions on his face would also reveal the level of tension in his heart.
Confusion, pain, tenderness, determination flashed in Itachi's eyes. The pores on his face tightened at first, then relaxed, showing that his heart changed from tension to composure.
He slowly raised his head, looking at Ryun. "Hokage-sama, I am willing. No matter what, I am willing to accept it. I only ask that you give me a chance to pursue Uchiha Ju."
After saying this, he knelt on one knee, his expression firm. Ryun was moved seeing this. Finally, he nodded. "Alright, since you have decided, I will not stop you. However, during this time, I hope you keep yourself clean. If I discover you have any ambiguity with other people, you understand the result."
After speaking, Ryun closed his eyes, as if drained of strength. He snapped his fingers. The sealing techniques on the wall disappeared. Then he no longer looked at Itachi.
Itachi stood frozen in place, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
"What are you still standing there for? Before I change my mind, get the hell out." This sentence from Ryun was spoken through gritted teeth. His heart hurt so much.
Thinking about his daughter having a suitor, thinking about his daughter getting married in the future, even he, the strongest in the ninja world, couldn't help but feel driven crazy. The hand holding the armrest of the boss chair had bulging veins.
Seeing this, Itachi directly left. Delaying one second was a disrespect to life.
Whoosh. Itachi reached the door, used a Body Flicker Technique, and left the Hokage's villa. Ryun sensed that Itachi had already gone far. He let out a breath.
Sure enough, no matter in which world, father-in-law and son-in-law are natural enemies, are enemies by nature.
Even in this Naruto world it was no exception. He began to worry, he began to fret. Would Ju one day leave him in the future.
Would the most important man for Ju in the future become Itachi. Then what should he do. The little padded jacket cultivated for so long, it was one thing for her to marry out, but the days they would meet afterwards would become fewer.
Thinking this far, Ryun felt waves of melancholy.
On the other side, after Itachi left the Hokage's villa, his heart suddenly felt light. Having obtained Ryun's approval, then he no longer needed to hide this affection.
The corners of his mouth turned upwards. Then he checked the time. Three in the afternoon. One hour until Ju got out of school. Should he just go pick her up.
Say it and do it.
Itachi headed towards the Konoha School. Suddenly, a street vendor pushing a cart passed by him. He suddenly spoke. "Wait a moment."
The vendor froze, stopped the cart, looked at Itachi, his eyes lit up. "Want some. Customer, one tael of silver per stick."
Itachi froze for a moment, then nodded. Then he looked at the markings on the cart. There were various kinds. Bear, rabbit, tiger. His eyes lit up, he pointed at the one on top. "Can you make one like this."
The vendor looked, smiled and nodded. "Of course. Customer, you don't know, for this craft I learned for over a year. But this one costs five taels of silver."
Then the vendor started demonstrating in front of Itachi. Itachi carefully watched. Mangekyō Sharingan activated, copying all the steps. How the ears and legs were made.
Then after calculating a bit, in less than three minutes he had mastered it.
"Customer, here you go. Hold it well." The vendor picked up a rabbit one, handed it to Itachi, and smiled.
Itachi paid and said. "If I make it myself, cheaper, two taels of silver is okay."
The street vendor smiled. "Of course." Although on the surface he was calm, actually in his heart he was quite mocking. This craft he had learned for so long before mastering. Many people looked at his craft and wanted to try it themselves.
The result was without exception all turned out shapeless. And Itachi only watched for such a short while. He didn't believe he could learn it.
The result was that Itachi used three minutes, used two taels of silver worth of candy to make a bear and a tiger style one. The vendor stared dumbfounded. He trembled as he pointed at Itachi. "You, you."
His mind felt as if it had suffered a heavy blow. Then he saw that Itachi's eyes were Sharingan. The corner of his mouth twitched. Damn it, this is an Uchiha clan ninja.
Using Sharingan to copy the crafting process, is this all the promise you have.
At the same time, the vendor made a decision in his heart. From now on, he absolutely would not allow Uchiha clan ninjas to watch him make it. When the time came, he would make a small cart with three sides made of iron plates.
Just like that, Itachi paid seven taels of silver, then holding three candies, headed towards the school gate. The vendor left this place dejectedly. Pain, too much pain.
Someone just looks for three minutes, and it compares to nearly a year of his own effort. Comparing people to people really can make one die of anger.