"Let me go!!!"
Danzo struggled frantically, his eyes bloodshot with rage.
However, the surrounding Jonin did not let go. Instead, they increased their force, firmly suppressing Danzo.
Unable to even form hand seals and thus unable to use Izanagi, Danzo deeply regretted being captured.
Shisui and the surrounding Jonin would not listen to him, so he could only roar frantically at Hiruzen, who stood nearby, "Hiruzen! You will regret this! Make him stop! Stop him!"
Hiruzen took out his pipe, took a breath with a complex expression, and exhaled white smoke. He seemed very sorrowful, neither agreeing nor stopping it, showing his usual tacit consent.
Soon, the bandages on Danzo's right eye and right arm were torn open, revealing six Sharingan. Four of them were already closed. One was used during the sneak attack on Shisui, and the other three had been struck by Hiromi.
The moment he saw these eyes, Shisui's gaze locked onto the two pairs of Sharingan on Danzo's forearm.
In an instant, it was as if he saw Hiromi's parents. His eyes immediately turned red with emotion.
These were their eyes!
These were absolutely their eyes!
"Uncle Kazuto, Aunt Shizuka..."
Shisui could not help but let the tears flow. He reached out toward the eyes on Danzo's forearm. This action startled the Jonin.
"Shisui..."
They wanted to stop him, but they couldn't find the words to do so.
Worrying about damaging the eyes? The original owners were likely long gone.
Worrying about harming Danzo? They wouldn't have the slightest bit of mercy for someone who would desecrate another's ancestral graves like this.
Even Hiruzen stood silently by the side, watching Shisui gouge out those Sharingan one by one, even the ones that had turned gray and dull.
Everyone allowed Danzo to scream and curse, turning a deaf ear to him.
After gouging out the eyes, Shisui's heart was filled with loneliness. He had retrieved Kazuto and Shizuka's eyes, but they themselves could never come back.
The despairing pain and ethereal void in his heart left his mind blank, with no room for anyone else.
He didn't even know what he was thinking. He walked like a living corpse, approaching something.
Until... a young boy with a buzz cut gave him a slight smile.
"Nii-san?"
The familiar voice caused Shisui to snap back to his senses.
"Hiromi!"
He immediately opened his eyes to find himself in a forest. He didn't know how he had gotten here, but he clearly saw Hiromi's clouded eyes in front of him.
He... he had already gone blind.
"Hiromi... you... I... I..."
Shisui's hands trembled and tears flowed freely, filled with heartache and regret.
If he hadn't been careless and had his eye stolen by Danzo, how could Hiromi's eyes have gone blind?
Uncle Kazuto and Aunt Shizuka had already been killed because of him, and now even Hiromi's eyes...
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Shisui wailed, clutching the clothes on Hiromi's arms, crying like a child.
Hiromi gave a slight smile. "Nii-san, it's just a Sharingan. Even without my eyes, I will still be strong."
Shisui just thought that Hiromi was comforting him but Hiromi was telling the truth.
Although he had sacrificed the Fire Release Chakra Mode to strengthen his Susanoo, having had the experience of that mode, it wouldn't be difficult for him to teach it to himself again.
As for seeing things, he could perceive them by spreading his Chakra. Although the world had become gray and white, eyes were not a necessity.
Although he hadn't succeeded in killing Danzo this time, destroying Root and retrieving Shisui's eye had allowed his mind to clear slightly.
He turned his head back toward the center of the village, showing a weary smile and a flash of ferocity.
'Next time, I will definitely kill Danzo!'
Hiromi set a goal for himself. Immediately after, his mind relaxed.
After experiencing the pain of his cells tearing and completely exhausting his ocular power, he collapsed, unable to support himself any longer.
"Hiromi!" Shisui was struck with panic.
Fortunately, after an investigation, he found that he had simply fallen into a deep sleep due to exhaustion.
"Hiromi..."
Shisui was deeply saddened, but he could no longer cry. He felt stifled and pained, as if he were about to suffocate.
In his mind, he suddenly remembered Hiromi's once joking words—Nii-san, do you want to be the Clan Head?
Because of the change in his thoughts, the Sharingan in his left eye became even more complex and obscure.
...
At the first moment of the disturbance in the village center, many ninjas in the village rushed over.
Even the Uchiha Clan Members attending the meeting wanted to rush there.
That red skeleton was a far cry from the legendary Susanoo. It looked like a low-quality knockoff of a knockoff. But without a doubt, that was the Susanoo.
It was the Uchiha clan's Susanoo!
This made the Uchiha Clan Members incredibly excited, and they rushed out one after another.
As the Uchiha clan head, Fugaku's pupils couldn't help but shrink the moment he saw that red skeleton.
Possessing the Mangekyo, he naturally knew the price paid for such a powerful Susanoo.
This was a good opportunity for a Coup d'état. Although it wasn't what he had envisioned, since it had happened, he should go with the flow.
The clan members were cheering incessantly.
The red skeletal giant wreaking havoc in the village center seemed to be shouting to them: "Come here! Let's take Konoha back together!"
This was a great opportunity for a Coup d'état!
Just as they were noisily trying to rush over, they were stopped by Itachi and Anbu members.
Everyone in the Uchiha clan thought the Anbu members were normal.
But...
"Itachi! What are you doing!" Fugaku shouted angrily, the ferocity in his eyes instantly exploding.
The pressure on Itachi increased immensely.
Without having awakened the Mangekyo, even being looked at by Fugaku made him feel uncomfortable now. But he still held onto the thoughts in his heart.
"Father, the one who appeared in the village center is Hiromi..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he was forcibly stopped by the uproar of the clan members and Fugaku's angry shout.
"You're saying that Susanoo was created by Hiromi?"
"How is that possible!"
"He's only five years old!"
The clan members looked on with doubt, staring intently at Itachi. They had suspected Itachi before, and now he was actually saying that the legendary Susanoo was created by a five-year-old child?
Even lies should follow some logic!
Who would believe such an obviously fake statement?
His father's distrust and the clan's suspicion made Itachi's heart ache, but it was already much better compared to the first time he heard Shisui say the Police Force had sent him to monitor him.
After taking a deep breath, Itachi continued, "Shisui has already rushed over. His goal is not a Coup d'état, but to save Hiromi at any cost."
The rowdy crowd became quiet.
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