Several days passed.
The commotion caused by the two Uchiha, Itachi and Obito, gradually subsided.
Fortunately, although a great battle had broken out, the prison where it happened was located in a corner of Konoha, so the restoration work wasn't too difficult.
Everything was returning to normal.
Aside from the jokes about the [Uchiha Obito Simp Theory] and the [Uchiha Itachi Beast Theory] continuing to circulate in the izakaya, daily life seemed to be back to its usual rhythm.
However, less than a few more days passed—
In the square in front of the Hokage Building, more and more Ninjas and villagers heard the commotion and gathered around.
The crowd grew larger and larger, the buzz of discussion humming in the air.
Everyone gathered to look, and saw with surprise that Itachi, one of the masterminds of the previous terrorist attack, was being held in the center of the square by Makoto's subordinates, the Four Gay Bros. The four muscular Devils each held one of Itachi's limbs, fixing him to a temporarily constructed wooden platform.
Itachi's remaining Mangekyo Sharingan stared vacantly at the sky, his expression calm to the point of numbness.
The players who had also gathered to watch the commotion, upon seeing this scene, couldn't help but think of something unpleasant.
Kagami swallowed his saliva, quietly stepped back half a step, and muttered quietly:
"They're not going to do that kind of thing to this person, are they?"
Seeing the Four Gay Bros surrounding a man, Kagami immediately recalled what Makoto had had the Four Gay Bros do to Kudo Shinichi back in the real world.
Although he had grown up in America and had a relatively high tolerance for that sort of thing, that incident had still made him unable to eat for three days.
Kuroko, standing beside him, also looked uncomfortable upon hearing this.
Although that person was the murderer who killed their teammate Aomine, that kind of scene... they really didn't want to see a second time.
Meanwhile, many of the original inhabitants who were unaware of the truth behind the Uchiha Massacre also began to murmur when they saw Itachi held up by the Four Gay Bros.
"That's Uchiha Itachi, huh..."
"He was a top genius in Konoha back in the day. How did he suddenly become a demon who slaughtered his own clan?"
"He was also involved in the Chunin Exam incident before, and even attacked Makoto-sama."
Some sighed, while others were angry.
"Not only did he kill his own parents and clan members, but he also attacked Konoha repeatedly. Such a beast must be executed!"
"Exactly! Not just Uchiha Itachi, Uchiha Obito can't be let off either! They are both murderers!"
After all, in the terrorist attack orchestrated by Itachi and Obito the other day, although the damage was minimized by Makoto's group, there were still casualties… like Aomine, and many civilians caught in the stray sword wave.
Just then, someone suddenly shouted:
"Makoto-sama is coming!"
Everyone, including the restrained Itachi, instinctively turned their heads to look at the mountain behind.
There, standing in front of the Ninja World Government's palace built on the mountaintop, Makoto walked out slowly.
Behind him followed a bevy of beautiful women… Nakiri sisters, Aizono sisters, Megumi, Utaha, Shinomiya Kei...
The male villagers in the crowd looked at the rows of different types of beauties and simultaneously swallowed their saliva.
Then they looked down at the plain-looking wives beside them.
'Damn, the gap was way too big, wasn't it?'
"What do you want?"
Itachi couldn't help but ask.
His voice was surprisingly calm, carrying a detachment that put life and death aside.
He knew that Makoto would definitely not let him go, but he didn't know what exactly Makoto planned to do.
To be honest, if it was just physical torture, he could endure it completely.
Moreover, Itachi's peripheral vision glanced towards the crowd again—
Sasuke was standing in the front row of the onlookers, looking over with a complex expression.
The corner of Itachi's mouth twitched slightly, a sign of relief.
For this bro-con, as long as Sasuke was safe, everything else was bearable.
However, whether Itachi was truly a bro-con was hard to say.
After all, in the original work, every time his little brother was about to give up revenge and live a happy life, he would come back and treat his brother to a [Massacre Night Loop Movie] marathon.
It felt like he just couldn't stand to see his little brother doing well, like those Authors of Spider-Man comics.
Makoto glanced at Itachi, the corner of his mouth curling into an ambiguous smile.
"Don't worry, I have no interest in doing anything to you."
Then, Makoto signaled to Megumi, who was standing on his left.
"Megumi, the hand."
Megumi nodded.
She stepped forward and began forming hand seals.
"Rat... Ox... Dog... Tiger—"
Seeing Megumi's sequence of hand seals, Itachi's expression changed drastically.
The pupil in his remaining Mangekyo Sharingan contracted sharply.
He recognized it.
It was—
Finally, Megumi clapped her hands together with a 'smack'.
"Summoning Technique: Edo Tensei!"
Bang... Bang… Bang—
Instantly, dozens of coffins rose up between Itachi and the onlookers.
The coffins broke through the ground, bringing up dirt and gravel, emitting a rotten aura.
The onlookers instinctively took half a step back.
Makoto said with a smile:
"There is no one more suitable to judge you than them."
As his voice fell, the coffin lids creaked open voluntarily.
When they saw the mummy-like figures inside, their bodies composed of earth and dust—
The younger Konoha rookies, such as Naruto, Sakura, and Ino, showed puzzled expressions.
Naruto frowned and asked:
"Who are they?"
Kakashi, standing beside him, swallowed his saliva and said quietly:
"The Uchiha Clan."
And the heads of Konoha's Ninja Clans, such as Hiashi and Shikaku, also showed complex expressions.
They recognized them too.
Uchiha Fugaku, Uchiha Mikoto, Uchiha Yashiro, Uchiha Tekka, Uchiha Inabi...
All of them were once representative figures of the Uchiha Clan.
Every single one of them had died on that night six years ago.
And the most shocked of all were the two brothers, Itachi and Sasuke.
Sasuke's pupils dilated sharply, his body involuntarily taking a step forward, his lips trembling uncontrollably.
"Dad... Mom..."
Itachi's expression changed completely.
His face looked worse than crying, and that single eye was filled with 'How dare you'.
"Nishikawa Makoto...!"
Itachi's voice squeezed through his teeth, carrying a suppressed fury.
Makoto said with a beaming smile:
"Why are you looking at me? Look at them."
To be honest, Makoto was genuinely curious.
During the Fourth Great Ninja War, when Orochimaru's subordinate, Kabuto, stole corpses from all over the Ninja World…
Why didn't he reincarnate the Uchiha Clan?
The bodies of the Uchiha Clan were still in Konoha.
After all, the bodies of the Uchiha Clan still held research value. Given Danzo's personality, how could he have simply destroyed them?
Moreover, with Kabuto's skills, infiltrating Konoha to steal bodies wouldn't have been difficult.
Hmm... thinking about it, the only explanation is the divine hand of Kishimoto intervening.
Because if he had summoned these victims of the Uchiha, his beloved Itachi's position would have become very delicate.
"Damn! Where is that bastard Itachi?"
"Mother! Is my mother okay?"
"Itachi! Why did you do this!?"
Inside the coffins, the rows of 'mummies' began to awaken.
Megumi injected Chakra into these summoned remains. The gray-white earthen surfaces began to take on human skin tones, and light rekindled in their hollow eye sockets.
Fugaku and Mikoto, the couple, were the first to regain consciousness.
Fugaku slowly opened his eyes, those eyes that had weathered countless storms first showing a moment of confusion, then quickly clearing.
He looked around, saw the huge crowd in the square, saw the buildings of Konoha, and the statues on the Hokage Rock behind.
Finally, his gaze landed on Itachi.
On his eldest son, who had grown taller than himself and was missing an eye.
"Itachi..." Fugaku, with a complex emotion, said, "You've grown so big. What happened to your eye..."
Mikoto, on the other hand, immediately searched for her youngest son.
"How is Sasuke? How is Sasuke?"
Her voice was full of a mother's anxiety.
At that moment, Sasuke in the crowd was already weeping uncontrollably.
He burst out of the crowd and ran towards his mother.
"M-Mom!"
His voice was choked with sobs, barely able to form a complete sentence.
Mikoto saw that Sasuke had grown into a handsome young man. She smiled a motherly smile, opened her arms, and embraced her youngest son.
"Sasuke... you've grown up."
Mikoto held Sasuke, her hand gently stroking his hair.
Although the Edo Tensei body had no warmth, Sasuke showed a smile of unprecedented happiness.
"Mom... I missed you so much... and Dad..."
Among the onlookers, many fangirls of Sasuke, like Sakura and Ino, saw this scene and their eyes reddened as well.
This heartwarming moment softened the atmosphere in the square slightly.