Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 66 The task given by the father?

Yan Yi hasn't come to see me for a whole week.

Banjian leaned against the wall, his eyes filled with loneliness and endless worry. He wondered what had happened to Yan Yi that had kept him away for so long...

"Yan Yi..." Itama hugged his knees, looking helpless and pitiful.

When people lose access to information and are confined to a closed space, they tend to start having random thoughts.

At this point, Banma started to let his imagination run wild, wondering if Yan Yi had encountered some problem or something had happened. Had another war broken out outside, forcing Yan Yi to go to the battlefield?

Or perhaps Yan Yi gradually felt she was becoming a burden and didn't want to visit him anymore? Had she gradually forgotten him?

However, what worried him most was not that Yan Yi had forgotten him, but that something had happened to Yan Yi, that he had been seriously injured or even... Thinking of this, Itama began to tremble uncontrollably.

After being captured by the Uchiha, the only person he could rely on and the only person he could look forward to was that boy. He was the light that had kept him optimistic until now. If he lost Yan Yi, he didn't know how he would face the rest of his life.

Itama, who hadn't cried in a long time, found her eyes getting a little wet again...

At this very moment, Yan Yi was finally able to get out of bed. Thanks to the meticulous care of his older brothers, and... even Takita, Yan Yi recovered quite quickly. His injuries had finally healed, though not completely, but he could finally move again.

It's just a pity... that a huge scar now mars the once flawless, beautiful back. I wonder if that scar will fade with time...

"Ugh..."

Yan Yi took off her shirt and sat in front of the mirror, straining to see her back. Izuna, standing beside her, looked utterly distressed...

My brother used to have such a fair and beautiful body, but now that old devil Senju has ruined him like this! It's absolutely unforgivable!

Ban frowned deeply, blaming himself again... If he had held his younger brother to his chest, would he have been able to avoid getting hurt?

This is just wishful thinking. After all, if he were carrying his younger brother, his speed would definitely be slower. And if Madara took two stabs for Genichi, they might not even last until Kazuhiko came to the rescue.

"...I'm sorry, Yan Yi."

Ban took the clothes and gently helped Yan put them on, not wanting him to recall that life-or-death moment... Every time he thought of this, Ban would feel particularly incompetent.

"Don't apologize, Madara! If it weren't for you, I'd be dead already..."

After Yan Yi finished dressing and tidied herself up, she rubbed against Ban's arm and gave him an innocent smile.

"..."

Takita blushed a little while watching from the side...

He had to admit, just watching him quietly like that made him feel a little shy. Yan Yi was really good-looking, and for some reason, he really appealed to his aesthetic sense.

Although they were the same age and had similar builds, he just thought Yan Yi was exceptionally beautiful. It was such a pity that such a beautiful body had been slashed so badly...

Once dressed, Yan Yi didn't hesitate any longer. Now that he had finally recovered, there were still many things waiting for him to do.

"I should go see my father first..."

As she spoke, Yan Yi turned her gaze to Takita's direction again: "I'll play with you again when I get back, sorry."

Takita quickly shook his head and said, "Don't worry about me, just come find me when you're done with your work!"

He could still distinguish between what was important and what was urgent.

......

"Is your injury healed...?"

Tajima was still the same, his tone was somewhat serious, but not in a way that made people feel unapproachable.

Yan Yi understood her father's habits; he was usually like this in front of his sons and the clansmen.

As the clan leader, he bore the fate of the entire clan and had to maintain a calm, even somewhat indifferent, heart.

Yan Yi nodded obediently: "Yes, I'm almost fully recovered."

"Ah That's good."

Tajima simply nodded to indicate that he understood and then said nothing more, but Yan Yi could tell from his expression that his father still had something to say.

Yan Yi stood there obediently, waiting for his father to speak, but after a short while, Tajima's expression became somewhat strange...

"Come here, come to me."

Tajima waved to Yan Yi, who, somewhat puzzled, nervously walked towards his father...

However, to Yan Yi's surprise, Tajima suddenly pulled him onto his lap and gently rubbed his head.

"Will it still hurt a lot?"

"Uh... I'm much better now, Father."

Yan Yi was almost scared to death. What did her father mean by this sudden enthusiasm?

However, Yan Yi didn't have much doubt for long. At this moment, Tajima's expression changed, and he said in a serious tone, "Son, I have a task for you... and some things I want to tell you."

"what..."

......

After leaving her father, Yan Yi's expression changed from nervousness to anxiety.

Izuna had told himself that he and his brother Hiko were alright, but now he'd learned the truth from his father... Although this wasn't the main issue his father wanted to discuss, it was still a significant blow to Yan Yi...

My heart clenched painfully. The older brother who taught me ninjutsu had made such a huge sacrifice to cover my and Madara's retreat.

Although I am still alive, but...

Yan Yi was heartbroken. If he hadn't rashly asked Madara and Hashirama to reveal their identities, forcibly changing the course of events, how could Kazuhiko have ended up like this!

"hateful..."

Yan Yi felt genuinely angry. It was so direct that Qian Shou had hurt the people close to him, and he experienced what that feeling was like for the first time.

Without lingering for long, Yan continued towards a direction of the clan's territory... Having just recovered from illness in the hospital, Yan returned to that building once again.

"They were sitting so close to me, how come I didn't know at all..."

Yan Yi was extremely annoyed. Although he didn't blame Izuna and Madara for hiding those things from him, he couldn't forgive himself.

I ran all the way and arrived at He Yan's ward in less than five minutes.

Just as he was about to open the door and go in, he was stopped by a clansman who looked like a ninja...

"Third Young Master, you can't go in now."

"Why!"

Yan Yi was so anxious that tears were almost in his eyes. He desperately wanted to see He Yan and check on his condition.

But the other person simply shook their head and stood in front of Yan Yi.

Seeing Yan Yi's anxiety, he couldn't help but sigh and explain, "His condition is very bad. They're treating him using some special methods inside. Although our Uchiha clan has no medical ninjutsu system at all, we've managed to get some assistance from other clans..."

Yan Yi was stunned. So the injury was so severe that conventional treatment methods were no longer possible?

He seemed to have lost his soul and plopped down on the ground, his eyes filled with self-reproach...

I was too naive. I'd even forgotten the brutality of the Warring States period. My people were dying and being wounded every day on the front lines, while I enjoyed a peaceful and stable life, even naively believing I could change something...

In the end, they still have to rely on the sacrifices and protection of others to barely survive?

"Young Master, please go back. We will do everything we can to save him."

His words were devoid of emotion, but deep down, he still held this loyal and righteous third young master in high regard. Even if He Yan sacrificed himself for him, perhaps it was worth it...

Yan Yi nodded blankly, took one last look at the closed ward door, and silently turned and left.

As Yan Yi left the hospital, a resolute glint flashed in her eyes...