Mikoto's expression turned cold instantly.
Did Uchiha Fugaku really think he was that impressive?
The only reason she had ignored him all this time—
Was because she couldn't be bothered.
"Mikoto, I'll say this one last time. If you don't come out, then don't blame me—"
"Blame you for what?"
A calm voice echoed from inside the room.
Flat.
Unhurried.
Yet filled with undeniable authority.
Fugaku's body trembled violently.
A chill shot down his spine.
That voice—
The Clan Head.
Uchiha Ryujin.
"H-He woke up…?!"
Cold sweat instantly covered Fugaku's forehead.
Did he hear everything?
If he did—
Then…
His mind went blank.
But Mikoto—
Was the complete opposite.
Her eyes lit up.
Bright.
Overflowing with joy.
"Lord Clan Head—you're finally awake!"
She didn't spare Fugaku another glance.
Turning around—
She rushed straight into the room.
—
Inside—
Ryujin had already stood up, casually wiping the corner of his lips.
Mikoto froze for a split second.
Her face flushed instantly.
That small action—
That simple motion—
Made her heart skip.
He didn't notice… right?
"…Mm."
Ryujin looked at her and nodded faintly.
Then—
His gaze shifted.
Toward the boy at the door.
Plain.
Average.
Uchiha Fugaku.
"I… Clan Head… you've awakened…"
Fugaku lowered his head, his voice stiff.
"You were threatening Mikoto just now?"
Ryujin asked calmly.
But that calmness—
Was more terrifying than anger.
Fugaku's back was instantly drenched in sweat.
He had assumed Ryujin was still unconscious.
Otherwise—
How could he have dared act like that?
Everyone in the Uchiha clan knew—
Mikoto was personally trained by the Clan Head.
Her position—
Was unquestionable.
Threatening her—
Was the same as provoking Ryujin himself.
"C-Clan Head… I didn't mean it like that…"
"Then what did you mean?"
Ryujin's gaze turned cold.
There weren't many people he truly cared about within the clan.
Mikoto—
Was one of them.
And yet—
Someone dared to threaten her?
If she didn't have strength—
Would Fugaku have already acted?
…Interesting.
Ryujin's eyes darkened slightly.
He had only been asleep for a month.
And yet—
Some people had already started showing their true colors.
If this continued—
What would happen when he was gone?
Would they grow even more reckless?
"Seems like…"
"…the clan needs cleaning."
His voice was soft.
But carried absolute finality.
"And you—"
"Will be the first."
Fugaku's pupils shrank.
"Go."
Ryujin raised his hand—
And lightly tapped Fugaku's forehead.
BOOM—!!
In the next instant—
Fugaku was sent flying like a broken projectile.
He smashed through a distant house, leaving behind a human-shaped hole.
Blood sprayed from his mouth.
His bones felt shattered.
—
The massive noise drew attention immediately.
Figures rushed over from all directions.
"Clan Head—you've awakened!!!"
"Clan Head! What happened?! Was there an intruder?!"
"Quick! Check over there!"
Dozens of Uchiha shinobi gathered.
All elites.
The moment they saw Ryujin standing there—
Their faces lit up with excitement.
Respect.
Relief.
Devotion.
During his coma—
The Uchiha clan's morale had plummeted.
Even worse—
Hiruzen Sarutobi had used the situation as an excuse.
Claiming pressure from allied enemy nations—
He forcibly deployed more Uchiha shinobi to the frontlines.
The resentment—
Had reached its peak.
But now—
Their Clan Head—
Was back.
—
Ryujin listened to the reports.
His expression remained calm.
Not because he wasn't angry—
But because his anger had already passed the point of expression.
If Hiruzen still chose to suppress the Uchiha—
Then Ryujin—
Would stop holding back.
The time… has come.
First—
Clean the clan.
Then—
War.
"Send people."
"Bring Fugaku's parents to me."
"And anyone who has been closely interacting with the Sarutobi faction recently."
"Yes, Clan Head!"
The Uchiha shinobi responded instantly.
Their eyes—
Burning with excitement.
Finally…
It was starting.
The Clan Head was making his move.
After enduring for so long—
Their hatred—
Their frustration—
Would finally be unleashed.
Revenge—
Was coming.
—
Ryujin looked toward the direction Fugaku had been taken.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
If not for the fact—
That Fugaku's Sharingan still had value—
He would already be dead.
But for now—
He would let him live a little longer.
Long enough—
To understand—
What true cruelty looked like.
Because Ryujin—
Protected his own fiercely.
Touch his people—
And you die.
But before that—
He had plans.
He would push Fugaku further.
Force him.
Break him.
Let him awaken—
The Mangekyō Sharingan.
And then—
Use him.
Because Ryujin still had another ability—
Waiting to be used.
Once that moment came—
Fugaku's value—
Would end.
And until then—
Punishment—
Would begin with his family.
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