A life that I will change Book 1-3

Various cross-surveys, tricky tests, and work with the unconscious showed that Nakomori Hiroshi, a first-grade high school student, really sees that world, and not just a bystander there, but lives the life of a Shinobi. With their mentality, rules, open and unspoken, special psychology and life experience gained from an early age.

It's almost like a split personality, but each person lives in their own world, intersecting and sharing their accumulated knowledge only in dreams. And, most notably, Uchiha Shisui, according to Hiroshi, did not fully believe in their existence, thinking that he was having strange dreams and, perhaps, that all this was the ability of his Mangekyo Sharingan!

The presence of the Shinobi world, somewhere beyond this reality, forced Kanagawa to once again verify the theory of parallel worlds, to which he was already an adherent. And after he managed to persuade Hiroshi to believe that he believes him and is very eager to help his "soulmate" in a difficult situation, he began to talk about the life, everyday life and daily routine of young Shinobi — Itachi and Shisui. Who, however, by the standards of that world were already practically veterans of many military conflicts and local skirmishes. The same Shisui, for example, was enrolled in ANBU when he was twelve, and became the captain of his team at fourteen. And when his Mangekyo Sharingan awakened, he rightfully became considered one of the most powerful fighters of the Uchiha clan.

All this was lovingly collected by Kanagawa in a folder with Nakomori Hiroshi's "case", and with each meeting this folder grew. It was interesting, and not only because it was one in a million, but I also couldn't wait to find out how things were going there, beyond their world, and whether his advice had helped Uchiha Shisui. However, Hiroshi said that Shinobi are brought up very specifically to make the psyche and moral principles more flexible.

For example, when Shisui was only six, at the beginning of World War III, his father took him on a mission, and the boy infiltrated one of the garrison villages of the Land of the Earth and poisoned the wells in it. An adult would have aroused suspicion, but a child entered and left unnoticed. After that incident, when Shisui saw what his task led to, his sharingan awakened. Judging by Hiroshi's story, Itachi was treated in much the same way when he was brought to a village near Otakuku, which was attacked by the Nukenins. It was already the end of the Third Shinobi World War. The sight of dead people being tortured before their deaths greatly impressed Shisui's cousin, who was also there. So, shortly before Sasuke was born, Itachi became the youngest sharingan holder in the clan.

Kanagawa wrote down all this necessary and not so much information, making psychological portraits of his virtual wards. Even when reading the manga, it seemed to him that there were too many blank spots in the Uchiha story, and towards the end, when this strange tangle of hatred began to unravel, he felt incredibly sorry for the talented young Shinobi who were simply deceived by wise old men who craved power.

There was a knock on the door, and Kanagawa roused himself, shaking off his thoughts about life in another world.

"Yes, yes! Come in!"

"Professor Kanagawa, may I?" Nakomori Hiroshi's shaggy head appeared in the doorway.

"Sure, come on in, Hiroshi-kun," he invited a patient from whom he did not charge for an appointment and spent about four hours a week. He once wondered if he could call the young man his patient, since, in fact, he did not treat him, but, by and large, indulged his "illness," as many of his colleagues might have reasoned.

But only by convincing the guy of his loyalty and interest, as well as that he was not going to "treat" him or "put him in a mental hospital," Kanagawa was able to gain Hiroshi's trust. He also secretly believed that if this was some kind of new form of schizophrenia, then so far its symptoms were very harmless. Especially after he managed to convince Hiroshi that "from here", having access to all possible benefits of man-made civilization, he would be able to "help" his "other self" more there. Hiroshi has everything at hand here — books, including manga, the Internet, drawings of structures, instructions and advice from experienced people. Having assigned the guy the role of Uchiha Shisui's "guardian angel" so that Hiroshi would not have any desires to "connect" with himself, Kanagawa sincerely enjoyed what was happening in that world and gave advice on raising young Shinobi along with his favorite characters.

Hiroshi took off his shoes and windbreaker and sat down on an easy chair in front of the table. The guy's movements were somewhat jerky, betraying frustration.

"Is something wrong, Hiroshi-kun?" Kanagawa asked softly. "You look a little untidy today."

"I... no, I don't have a problem," He smiled as if he could not help it. "When we have such dreams, all the problems that accompany us in our lives seem too small and not problems at all. I was just walking towards you and remembering... By the way, I drew Mina and Sen," Hiroshi handed over a couple of album sheets he had fished out of a folder.

"Is Mina the oldest girl?" Kanagawa asked, looking at the portrait drawing in colored pencil with interest. A serious girl with slightly curly hair, slightly out of place, and braided into a side ponytail, looked out from the drawing with dark eyes. A slightly elongated face with a pointed chin, stubbornly compressed lips, and a thin nose. The hairstyle was painted dark gray, the color of wet asphalt, with some kind of blue-purple tint, and a red rose was painted as a hairpin.

"Yes, the one who is ten years old and who knows almost nothing by Shinobi standards. For me, this girl can do much more than many of my classmates. She sews like a sewing machine! And she's only ten years old!"

"So did they get the fabrics or the clothes?" Kanagawa remembered that Hiroshi had told them the last time they met that the cats they were staying with had agreed to share old things for free. Yes, some of it turned out to be too big, and Mina sewed it, and nyako ninja don't wear pants, she made shorts and trousers out of some of the things for the guys. The most interesting thing is that Naruto, it turned out, is also good at handling threads and needles..."

"And this, I take it, is Sen." The following drawing depicted a boy with brown hair in a semi-profile. His forehead was open, the top of his head was cropped short, and his hair was longer on the back of his head, almost to the middle of his shoulder blades, and gathered in a ponytail. There are a lot of freckles on her fair skin. Golden-brown eyes, a mischievous smile, in which four front teeth were missing exactly in the middle — I remembered that the boy was about six years old and his baby teeth were about to change.

"Yeah, he's from the Eastern Uchiha. His family moved to Konoha later than the others, about twenty-five years ago, after the destruction of the Whirlpool, from a border village that no longer exists, where Uchiha also lived. There are many bloodlines mixed in it, including the Uzumaki, whose village was on the other side of the Ouzu Strait. He's probably about a quarter Uzumaki. His mother had hair like that too. By the way, he's more explosive by nature than the others. Shisui believes that Sen, with proper training and if he is placed in a special genjutsu, can manifest sharingan."

"That's interesting," Kanagawa chuckled. "What is this special genjutsu?"

"Well... actually, it's a secret technique of the Uchiha clan," Hiroshi drawled with a smile, but then he became serious. "But, in general, it's something like "Tsukiyomi". They show you the most terrible things, force you to fight your fears. Some of the kids were going crazy, so it's forbidden to show her in the clan. But many did it anyway, or were forced to watch deaths, tortures, and so on in person. In order to raise strong fighters, and as early as possible. Shisui is still thinking. He doesn't want to lose Sen, but he needs strong Shinobi. They are weak. They're also running out of food...."

"Food?" Kanagawa was surprised by the transition.

"Yes. Shisui expected that the food he took from Konoha, bought and sealed in scrolls would last for a month, but after training, the children are hungry, they spend a lot of energy. They only eat twice a day anyway. Now, it's only been a week, and the food is almost gone. Just enough for three more days. It turns out that he can't leave the castle to buy food, because Itachi is on a mission to earn money, and he can't send strong children, because they need to be guarded, and the little ones need to be looked after. They were quiet at first, they didn't really leave the rooms, but they've come to their senses a little over the last few days with training, and he still talks to everyone there, as you advised. We need to keep an eye on everyone right now. Sasuke, Naruto, and Sen have already searched the entire Nekomata Castle. And the others want to go with them too, sometimes they watch them and get lost. Anyway, Shisui talked to Rakurei, and he allowed them to hunt in the castle grounds. He wants to take Naruto and Sasuke as his assistants, because Sasuke had hunting experience with his brother. To get food."

"Yes, with such a crowd of children, especially Shinobi children, it won't be easy for them...." Oh, that's not all their problems at the moment, Professor.... Hiroshi chuckled.

Part 1. Chapter 16. Hunting is more difficult than captivity

Shisui sighed and looked at the line of kids, who were all looking at him expectantly.

"Sasuke and Naruto are coming with me. Mina, you stay in charge. Don't do anything that we might be asked to do by the guests until spring. Itachi is currently on an important mission, so I hope for your discretion. Well, as a last resort, try not to get caught, you're a Shinobi, after all. Is everything clear to everyone?"

The children began to chatter discordantly, and Shisui sighed again. And at first he was worried why everyone was so quiet. I have not forgotten how once, a couple of years ago, when he was a Chuunin, he got the mission to protect the junior class of the Shinobi Academy.

They gathered for their annual hike around Konoha. There were five of them in the security team, twenty children. It seemed like there were four children for each, and even three teachers went with them, but it was a tough mission. The children were constantly disappearing, getting stuck somewhere, trying to fall off cliffs, drown in the river, or fall from trees. At night, running to the toilet, they fell into traps, in general, for three days of hiking, he practically did not close his eyes.

Basically, his and Itachi's charges were smarter and quieter, and most of their time was occupied by Rakurei-san's training, but the boys are still boys. And his crazy sister can give any kid a head start, it's okay that Kazuki somehow balanced her and dissuaded her from most risky enterprises in the territory of the nyako ninja. Yumiko was terribly jealous of Uzumaki's ability to "nya-speak," and she and her second cousin learned the language. Shisui was afraid that the smallest one, Natsumi, who, according to Mina, had just started talking, would only communicate in a "nya-speak" in the future, because listening to Yumiko, she was busy twisting the words like a cat. And she took off the headband with the ears only at night, and then after much persuasion, because "she also wants to be a kitty."

Naruto and Sasuke spent a week exploring the entire castle in search of its owner. They really wanted to see Nekomata-sama. Even if you ask him to scare the kids.

It is possible that this will benefit some of them. The Sharingan will erupt out of fear, for example, in the same Sen. Shisui didn't really want to put the boy through the same "ordeal" that their fathers had done to him and Itachi. But his heart ached because most of his children were completely helpless and couldn't even handle a genin in a crowd yet. Unless Sasuke can hold out a little longer. But Naruto, with the nine-tailed demon sealed in him, still couldn't concentrate his chakra due to the fact that it took almost all of it to maintain the seal, even though he was the oldest of the future Shinobi after his younger cousin.

Naruto turned eight the other day, and Shisui, on the advice of his "other self," decided to celebrate this holiday somehow in order to distract the children from bitter thoughts.

Everyone was busy during the day: training, learning the language and some academic subjects that Shisui taught the older guys, household chores.

But in the evenings and nights...

I could hear them sighing heavily, having nightmares, sometimes calling their parents, crying into their pillows. Several times, Yui came to Shisui and lay down next to her, clutching at her clothes and sobbing, saying that he had a terrible dream.

"Oyabun, should I take nekote with me?" Naruto asked, distracting Shisui from thinking about the past week.

"It is unlikely that you will have close combat with a boar or a deer", He said doubtfully. "I need you to help me herd and then skin the carcass. Perhaps you will dig up some roots or find bamboo shoots so that there is something to eat with a wild animal. So you'd better take a kunai and a rope with a piece of cloth where you can put the plants."

"And I... don't know almost any edible plants", Naruto scratched the back of his head. Sasuke also looked a little confused.

"I know, Shisui-onii-sama," Mina said. "Can I come with you too? The boys will help me."

"Okay," Shisui agreed, assessing the girl's usefulness. "Sen, Kazuki, you're in charge. Keep an eye on Taro, Renzo, Yui and Natsumi. Yumiko, then you're coming with us too. Didn't your mother teach you how to get edible mushrooms and plants?"

"Yes, nii-san!" His sister beamed. Even the memories of their mother did not destroy her good mood, but Shisui almost bit his tongue, forgetting himself behind the general burden of various problems.

"We won't be back until evening," he estimated. "Go to a workout, and then do something useful. Is that clear?"

"Yes, onii-san!" Kazuki and Sen replied in unison.

"Shisui-nyaya-san!" Natsumi suddenly buried her face in his lap. "Nya go away! Natsumi-nyan is sad without you-nya!"

Shisui resisted the urge to use teleportation techniques to hide and wait for the children outside the gate, and crouched down, ruffling litle bristly hair.

"We'll come and play with you, Natsumi-chan. Later," A one-and-a-half-year-old girl hugged his neck.

"Come back soon-nya, nyaa-san."

"Let's move out," Shisui commanded his motley crew.

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The forest in which they were allowed to hunt was full of different tracks. But among the boar, deer, and hare tracks, there were also prints of predators.