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"Bang!!!!" With a loud crash, Kisame slammed his Samehada Greatsword onto the ground, his face extremely grim. "Damn it, this mission failed!! It's the first time!!"
"Heh, to be honest, I really don't want to team up with Deidara, that guy who doesn't understand art at all. I'm afraid I'll kill him and turn him into a human puppet, and then I'd have to find a new teammate," Sasori said chillingly.
"There's nothing we can do about it. The mission was almost complete, but then an enemy with a Mangekyo Sharingan appeared. It would have been impossible to capture both of them without taking any damage," Itachi Uchiha said, deactivating his Sharingan, his tone somewhat disheartened.
"Tsk!!" Kisame felt waves of weakness spreading through his body and pouted unwillingly. The damage caused by Mizu's genjutsu still hadn't fully recovered.
"However, this matter needs to be reported to the Akatsuki. An enemy possessing the Mangekyo Sharingan is not good for the organization," Itachi Uchiha said calmly, a strange glint flashing in his eyes, lost in thought.
"Hm." Sasori and Kisame nodded. They had both witnessed the power of Itachi Uchiha's Mangekyo Sharingan and naturally knew how difficult it was to deal with a ninja possessing such a dōjutsu.
The three then quickly left. Such a large commotion might attract ninjas from the Hidden Stone Village. Although the Tsuchikage of the Hidden Stone Village was their organization's partner, it was merely a transaction where each took what they needed, and the Akatsuki was not yet suitable to be exposed to the world of ninjas.
Atop the giant bird, which had flown an unknown distance, Deidara was wolfing down ramen. Mizu had packed him a bowl of ramen and a grilled fish, and Deidara was devouring them as if to transform his grief and indignation into appetite.
"Damn it!! I'll definitely get my revenge!! Itachi Uchiha, and that Kisame Hoshigaki who mocked me!! I won't let them off once I complete my art!! Hm," Deidara mumbled, his mouth full of food.
Mizu was also slowly savoring a string of takoyaki, quietly watching the sun about to dip below the horizon, and lightly sighed, "Another day has passed."
"Hm? What did you say, Mizu?" Deidara turned his head to look at Mizu, asking somewhat confusedly. "Nothing, just lamenting how quickly time passes. It's already dusk," Mizu said with a faint smile.
Just then, Mizu's vision suddenly went dark, then began to blur, and several phantoms of the distant sun appeared.
The takoyaki slipped from his hand, and Mizu quickly covered his eyes. "What's wrong, Mizu!!" Deidara exclaimed, startled by Mizu's appearance.
"Nothing, just feeling a little unwell," Mizu said faintly, a strange light flickering in his eyes, lost in thought.
Seeing Mizu covering his eyes, how could Deidara believe his perfunctory explanation? He pouted and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be a side effect of using that jutsu called Susano'o just now.
Although I don't know how strong that jutsu is, just by looking at its aura, I know that dōjutsu is quite formidable. Using such a powerful jutsu couldn't possibly have no side effects on your eyes."
Mizu looked at Deidara in surprise, not expecting Deidara's mind to work so quickly. In his perception, Deidara should have been a short-tempered and arrogant fellow, but he hadn't expected his mind to be quite good.
"Tsk!! Don't you underestimate Lord Deidara!!!!" Seeing Mizu staring at him in surprise, Deidara seemed to have guessed Mizu's thoughts and angrily shouted.
"Heh," Mizu chuckled, then stopped speaking, just quietly looking into the distance, making a certain decision in his heart.
Mizu awakening the Mangekyo Sharingan at nine years old was unprecedented in the history of the Uchiha Clan. In fact, under normal circumstances,
a nine-year-old child should absolutely not be able to awaken the Mangekyo Sharingan. Chakra and mental power alone, a nine-year-old child would be far from meeting the requirements for both.
However, because Mizu was a transmigrator, his mental power was exceptionally strong. Coupled with his Uzumaki clan bloodline, his chakra reserves had already reached the level of a Chunin at nine years old, thus creating this miracle.
But the more the Mangekyo Sharingan was used, the more the eyes would be sealed. Five years had passed since Mizu awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan. Although the Mangekyo Sharingan had not been used frequently during
these five years, that was only relative to the five-year period; the total number of uses over five years was not small, so the curse of the Mangekyo Sharingan was gradually manifesting, and his vision was already starting to blur.
"Do I really have to transplant my father's eyes?" Mizu's heart was filled with conflict. He didn't know how powerful the so-called Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan truly was, but emotionally, he really didn't want to transplant his father's Mangekyo Sharingan. Moreover, transplanting his father's eyes carried huge risks; if the fusion failed, it would cause him extremely severe damage.
He couldn't help but recall what his father had told him about some of the Uchiha Clan's theories regarding the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan: the closer the blood relation, the greater the success rate of fusion. The highest probability of fusion was naturally between biological siblings, followed by parents, and then other blood relatives.