A few days later.
The Uchiha Clan's compound.
The Uchiha clansmen gathered to witness a historic moment.
That man was about to take over the leadership from the current clan leader, becoming the new head of the clan.
What path the Uchiha clan would take after this, no one could say.
All they had was a quiet anticipation, hoping that this man could change the current situation of the Uchiha clan.
In the crowd, Itachi silently watched everything. His eyes landed on his father, and he softly said "Father," then his gaze shifted to the white-haired young man.
He had once naively thought that Tōshirō's return to the village would ease the tension, but he was wrong.
He got a message from the Hokage that Tōshirō was planning to disband the Konoha Military Police Force, a clear sign that he was determined to fight Konoha to the end.
In the past, if the Uchiha clan had decided to fight Konoha, it would have been like a fly trying to take on an elephant.
But with Tōshirō's return, a lot of uncertainty was added to the situation.
Tōshirō's immeasurable strength gave the clansmen immense confidence.
It was also this immense strength that made the village cautious and wait and see, even though they knew the Uchiha were planning something big.
His younger brother, with an innocent look, asked: "Brother, if Father isn't the clan leader anymore, will he have more time to stay at home?"
A ripple stirred in Itachi's heart, and he replied with a hint of a sigh: "Maybe..."
The transfer of power ceremony was simple because the real important things weren't happening there.
Some things were not suitable for public announcement, especially for children like Sasuke.
As dusk approached.
Naka Shrine, in the secret room.
In the meeting, under the gaze of everyone, Tōshirō announced that he was disbanding the Konoha Military Police Force.
Even though they had gotten wind of this beforehand, the Uchiha clansmen were still shocked when it was officially announced. They thought Tōshirō was just being emotional, but they never thought he was serious.
"Tōshirō-sama, isn't this too radical?"
The members of the Konoha Military Police Force had a lot to say, as this was their life's work.
But this was only what it looked like to outsiders.
Tōshirō had already discussed this with the Konoha Military Police Force and made them a promise.
He let them voice their opinions first, then he would give his reasons to refute and shut them up.
Once the Konoha Military Police Force had no objections, the rest of the people naturally wouldn't have any either.
It was also a show for the Uchiha spy to report back to the Konoha elders.
"This is called having to die to survive."
Tōshirō said slowly: "People only know what they have lost when it's gone. Otherwise, the villagers will never understand our kindness and the contributions we have made for so long."
With just one sentence, he instantly took control of the situation. Everyone listened quietly to Tōshirō's speech.
Tōshirō then heavily described how the village had failed them, aiming for emotional resonance and stirring up the long-suppressed emotions of the clansmen. Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Tōshirō clenched his fist, raised it high, and said emotionally, about to make a declaration:
"All of you Uchiha, let's unite! In this revolution, what we lose are only our chains. What we will gain is the whole world."
"Boom."
These words were like a bomb thrown into the crowd. The people who had been silent for a long time could no longer suppress their emotions, and a commotion broke out.
Suddenly, the Uchiha clan no longer had any doubts.
Suddenly, the Uchiha clan felt that this was the right thing to do.
Suddenly, the Uchiha clan even felt that Tōshirō was the electricity, the light, the only legend. They only wanted to support him.
With such impact and shock.
You can imagine what the Uchiha clan's next actions would be.
"Tōshirō-sama, you said too much."
"That's right, that's right."
"To hell with the Konoha Military Police Force. I quit!"
...
...
In a wave of shouts, Tōshirō perfectly convinced the clansmen to give up their stable jobs and also increased their unity once again.
In this atmosphere of solidarity, the Uchiha spy also joined in, shouting until he was hoarse. He was so caught up in the moment that he almost forgot who he was.
When he came back to his senses, he was a little dazed.
Who am I?
What am I doing?
Recalling his passion from earlier, the spy, disguised as an Uchiha, couldn't help but look serious. He thought to himself that Tōshirō's ability to incite was so powerful that even he, a spy, was almost swayed.
Of course, this was partly because he was so immersed in his work, but it also showed how brilliant Tōshirō's speech was.
Hiruzen's eloquence was good, but compared to Tōshirō, he was just a student.
And Tōshirō was a veteran who had been in politics for a long time.
It's not scary for the Uchiha to have power. It's scary for the Uchiha to have culture.
In the past, the Uchiha were not very well-liked in the village. Besides the village's intentional guidance, the main reason was that the Uchiha clan was not good at communicating with others.
And now, Tōshirō was the type who had both power and culture and was also very good at stirring up emotions.
He had to report this information to Lord Danzō immediately.
Itachi subtly glanced at the spy, who was hiding in the crowd, and thought that this guy would surely report everything here to Danzō and the others.
He sighed, not knowing what to do next.
If it came to another situation like last time, what choice would he make?
And what was that Uchiha Madara guy doing now?
After the meeting, the spy reported everything that happened here to Danzō immediately.
When Danzō received the information, his face darkened: "I understand. You can go now."
"Yes, sir." The spy, who was kneeling, disappeared and returned to his post.
Danzō slowly stood up and walked to the mirror. He pulled back the bandage that covered half of his face, revealing a scarlet eye with three tomoe.
It seemed he had to get Shisui's other eye from Itachi as soon as possible.
Itachi had been in contact with Shisui before he died, so he must have been on guard. It wouldn't be easy to make a move, so he had to be cautious.
In the hideout, the lights were dim.
Obito listened to the message from Zetsu: "Things are getting more and more interesting. It seems I have to get my eyes back as soon as possible."
Zetsu agreed: "Indeed. Tōshirō's strength is still a mystery. He's not easy to deal with. Getting your eyes back will be a safer bet."
Obito smiled.
Increasing his strength was one thing, but the other was to make the situation even more chaotic.
When Kakashi's Sharingan was taken, Konoha would definitely point the finger at the Uchiha.
As for whether Konoha would believe it, it didn't matter.
What mattered was that the Konoha elders needed a reason to deal with the Uchiha.
At dusk.
A little girl in a dress fell down while running. She held her knee, which had been scraped by a sharp stone. It hurt so much, and tears uncontrollably flowed from her eyes.
At that moment, a warmth came from her knee, and a green light enveloped it. It was a pair of hands glowing with light.
The owner of these hands was a young man wearing a cylindrical hat. He had white hair, and a gentle, reassuring smile was on his face.
"Are you okay?"
This magnetic voice seemed to have a magical power. With his comforting words, the little girl found that the wound on her leg gradually stopped hurting, and even more amazingly, the bleeding stopped. Then, the wound scabbed over at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The little girl was speechless: "How did you do that?"
"It's a medical jutsu."
"You're... so cool." The little girl's eyes lit up.
The man in glasses smiled shyly and said humbly: "It's nothing."
The little girl said with determination: "When I grow up, I want to be a medical ninja like you, big brother."
The man in glasses encouraged her: "Mmm. I believe in you."
After they talked for a bit, the little girl waved at the man in glasses: "Goodbye, big brother..."
Having done a good deed, the man in glasses looked very happy and showed a satisfied smile.
"Kabuto-senpai is really gentle..."
A familiar voice came from behind him. Yakushi Kabuto turned around and saw a girl in jeans with a ponytail. Her tanned skin highlighted her youthful energy.
Yakushi Kabuto smoothly called out her name. The girl was his junior and, unlike him, was a promising ninja.
This year, she had already been promoted to Chunin, and the fact that she was a woman made it even more commendable.
Meanwhile, he was still a Genin.
"D-do you have time tonight?" The girl with the ponytail's face turned red, and she stammered: "I heard a new restaurant just opened, and people say the food is really good."
When a girl asks you this, unless you're an idiot, you can probably guess what she means.
"Sorry, I have to study medical ninjutsu tonight," Yakushi Kabuto said, declining gently: "I want to try to pass the Chunin exams next time."
The girl with the ponytail said reluctantly: "Okay, then work hard."
Yakushi Kabuto apologized again and walked past her.
The girl's friend next to her teased her: "He's gone. Still daydreaming?"
The girl with the ponytail bit her lip: "Why did he reject me again? Am I not good enough?"
The girl's friend shook her head: "I think you're too good, and Kabuto-senpai feels too mediocre to be with you."
"But I don't mind," the girl said.
"But he does. Men are always concerned with their pride, aren't they? I think he'll only get the courage to accept you after he passes the Chunin exams."
"Kabuto-senpai is really gentle."
...
Yakushi Kabuto casually held a plastic bag and expertly returned to his inconspicuous home. He took out his keys, made a simple meal for himself, and, as a very ordinary ninja, his nights were always simple.
After eating, he washed up, went to bed, and closed his eyes, ready to sleep.
Outside the window.
The wind blew in, making the curtains rustle, bringing a hint of cold.
Suddenly, Yakushi Kabuto sensed something. He quickly threw off his blanket, and using it as a shield, he got up from the bed with the speed of lightning. He held a shuriken in his hand, ready to fight.
His eyes widened, and he looked at the window with a look of disbelief. More specifically, he was looking at the figure leaning on the window. The person's scarlet eyes gave off a chilling glow in the darkness.
(End of Chapter)
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