Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 221 Is this a transitional chapter?

While Takita was undergoing extremely dangerous trials, the rest of the ninja world was quite strange.

Today, Madara and Hashirama had a fight and a disagreement.

The reason is simple: it's because Madara said he wanted revenge last time, but Hashirama didn't really want to.

Just kidding, Madara almost exploded.

You're the one who can hold back.

He recalled the time when the four nations besieged Konoha, and by a twist of fate, the Land of Earth launched a surprise attack on the Land of Lightning, almost killing his younger brother.

Oh right, it wasn't that he almost killed her, it was that he already killed her. It's just that his younger brother was amazing; he managed to rewrite the tragedy with his Mangekyou Sharingan, which is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Hashirama is such an optimist. Couldn't he see that his brother died in the war?

If it weren't for Yan Yi, Itama would probably be drinking tea with the old man Rokudo in the Pure Land right now.

So Ban got into a fight and ran away from home.

Well, he said he wanted to go out for a walk to clear his head, and Hashirama didn't want to stop him, so he just let him go.

So recently, the Uchiha clan has had someone in charge, and it's been their second-in-command Tenka and the extremely busy Izuna in charge.

As for our young master Yan Yi, his recent behavior has also been quite strange.

I'm always sleepy, I sleep all day, and I'm always tired when I wake up. I'm always listless.

Itama was very worried about him, and even when she was sleeping next to him, she couldn't help but want to hug him.

He was afraid that something might happen to Yan Yi again.

However, his worries were unnecessary, like today...

After Yan Yi slept for more than twenty hours straight, she suddenly woke up, sat up, and rubbed her eyes...

"Well..."

He looked around, his eyes filled with confusion, but when he saw the half-black, half-white, furry head sleeping by the bedside, he suddenly felt relaxed.

"Between boards...boards?"

She called out tentatively and reached out to touch his hair.

Ah, it moved.

Itama opened his eyes groggily, but after only a second or two of drowsiness, he suddenly sat up.

"Ah! Yan Yi? You're awake! How are you feeling today? Are you still sleepy? Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

A barrage of questions, and his frantic search for his coat by the bedside, left Yan Yi stunned.

He then realized that he had been sleeping naked... When he sat up, his snow-white skin was completely exposed.

When Banma finally found Yan Yi's clothes, Yan Yi quickly put them on, shook her head, and seemed to clear her head a little.

"Ah... I'm okay... I'm alright now..."

Yan Yi seemed a little confused, but her tone was different from before.

Itama was startled, sensing that Yan Yi was acting strangely.

"Yan Yi? Are you...are you really alright?"

Yan Yi suddenly looked up, and his Sharingan inexplicably activated—the Mangekyou Sharingan at that moment...

The beautiful pattern rotated slowly, seemingly lost in thought.

The air was silent for a few seconds.

Itama stared into Yan Yi's eyes, momentarily forgetting to speak.

After a minute or two, Yan Yi suddenly spoke...

What he said might have seemed strange to others, but those four words left Itama speechless for a long time...

"I am back."

These four words are simple, yet they carry a wealth of information.

The opening of my eyes just now was actually integrating my past and present memories within the "Ten Directions".

To put it simply, he's putting together a jigsaw puzzle, and he's on the last step.

"You...you're back? You mean...Yan Yi? Do you remember me?"

Itama's voice trembled, as if he wasn't quite sure if what Yan Yi said was what he imagined.

He held his breath...

Yan Yi turned her head and saw the familiar and lovely face of the board, and gently reached out her finger to stroke it.

His movements were very gentle, as if he were touching a priceless treasure.

"Of course I remember... I mean, my memories... have returned."

......

Deep within his consciousness, countless tiny fragments of consciousness that should have dissipated returned to Yan Yi's mind, guided by a strange force.

Although not all of them, most of the important memories, especially those related to the board room, have returned.

Like a set of broken building blocks, his soul had been trying to piece the fragments back together for a very long time.

Yan pointed downwards and gently tugged at the collar of the shirt between the boards.

"Come a little closer..."

Banma nodded, and without thinking, he took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, sitting obediently in front of Yan Yi.

Ah, this is a subconscious action.

Itaru then realized that even though he had been taking care of Yan Yi for so long, he had suddenly reverted to how he was a long time ago...?

"Yan Yi..."

"Don't speak...listen to my heartbeat..."

Yan Yi grabbed his wrist and placed his palm on her chest.

Thump thump...

Soon, very energetic, even... Itama seemed to sense a hint of tension?

Sunlight streamed in through the room's window, bathing the two of them. They remained in that position for a long time without changing.

"Thank you for taking care of me during this time... I mean, the other me."

Yan smiled and explained, "I originally thought I wouldn't come back... You can think of it as me having two souls; it's my secret..."

"what?"

Itama couldn't understand what Yan Yi was saying at all.

Two souls? Yan Yi?

He thought back carefully... The original Yan Yi always took care of him, and her personality seemed to be more proactive.

Since the last battle, Yan Yi has lost that part of her memory.

Itama initially thought that Yan Yi had become innocent and pure because he had lost his memory, just like a piece of uncarved jade.

But today, Yan Yi suddenly changed; his speech seemed much more composed... like that of an old man?

Yan Yi realized the problem at this moment. He coughed awkwardly and readjusted his tone and pitch.

"Ahem... Ah... Uh... umm, I mean... It's been a while since I've spoken. Ah, let me continue explaining now!"

Huh? It's back to normal.

Itama was even more confused. He blinked and reached out to grab Yan Yi's wrist.

His pulse was very strong, constantly beating at his fingertips.

The explanation took a long time...

It took a little over an hour for Yan Yi's voice and tone to return to their original state.

Itama held onto Yan Yi's wrist tightly, refusing to let go, and listened intently...

In other words, Yan Yi was born with two souls? So the memories and consciousness that had dissipated from the Alaya consciousness were attracted back by the other soul?

Banma didn't know what analogy to use, but Yan Yi was very clear that he seemed to have unknowingly encountered a bug.

In the end, even the board only barely grasped the principle.

As darkness fell, Banjian finally released Yan Yi's wrist.

"I don't know... I don't care about anything else, I only care if you are my Yan Yi, that's enough."

Yeah, he doesn't care.

In his eyes, there was only Yan Yi. Whether it was one soul or two souls, Yan Yi was Yan Yi.

Yan Yi scratched his head, a blush creeping onto his face...

He felt that he had spent a long time in the void and shadows, and after regaining his original consciousness today, his impression of Itama seemed to need to be updated.

When I'm not around, Itama seems to become a little more proactive and more... relaxed?

I'm hungry...

Yan Yi deliberately used a slightly coquettish tone.

"Oh, what do you want to eat? I'll find you anything I can make!"

He received the ball from the paddle, and he looked very happy, seemingly enjoying the feeling of taking care of the other player.

"Curry rice...I haven't had it in ages...Oh, and after we eat, let's go stargazing together. Tomorrow might be busy."

Yan Yi's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth curled up, as if he had already foreseen what would happen tomorrow.