Early morning.
Sunlight pierced through the mist, casting itself diagonally onto the plaque of the Konoha Military Police Force headquarters.
Uchiha Akahiro walked through the main gate with his usual calm expression.
Since it was his turn for patrol duty today, he had changed into a crisp Konoha Military Police Force uniform.
“Lord Akahiro! Good morning!”
“Lord Akahiro, you’ve arrived!”
As soon as he entered, the previously noisy office hall fell instantly silent.
Following that, a wave of overwhelming greetings erupted.
All the Uchiha Ninja in the hall stood up in unison, their gazes fixed on Akahiro with fervent admiration.
The terrifying commotion at the main estate last night had already spread like wildfire within the Konoha Military Police Force.
Although the clan leader, Fugaku, tried his best to suppress the news, there is no such thing as an airtight wall in this world.
The rumors that Akahiro had suppressed the entire clan single-handedly and even forced the clan leader and the Konoha high-ups to reshuffle their cards had already made him a god in the hearts of these grassroots Ninja.
“Lord Akahiro.”
A tall squad leader of the Konoha Military Police Force named Uchiha Tekka quickly stepped forward.
He looked at the patrol uniform on Akahiro, his eyes filled with disbelief, his tone respectful to the point of being almost humble.
“After such a huge commotion last night, why are you still coming to the Konoha Military Police Force to clock in personally? With your current terrifying strength, isn’t it a bit of an overkill to go out on street patrol? Just leave these trivial matters to us subordinates.”
Hearing Tekka’s words, the surrounding clansmen also nodded in agreement.
In the strictly hierarchical world of Ninja, which powerhouse with Tailed Beast-level combat strength isn’t sitting high above?
How could they possibly do trivial chores like street patrols like ordinary Chunin or Genin?
Facing the fanatical gaze of the entire room, Uchiha Akahiro didn’t have the slightest air of a powerhouse.
He just patted Tekka on the shoulder and smiled gently.
“This is my duty; how is it overkill? No matter how strong my power becomes, I will always be a member of the Uchiha Clan, won’t I?”
The hall fell silent for a moment.
Akahiro surveyed the excited clansmen, a playful smile curling at the corner of his mouth, and added jokingly.
“Besides, just because my strength has increased, it doesn’t mean I should ignore the storms outside and stay at home bullying my own family, right?”
Boom!
These words, full of family identity, broad perspective, and humor, were like a heavy hammer, smashing fiercely into the hearts of all the Uchiha Ninja present.
What is a true powerhouse?
This is it!
Compared to that Uchiha Itachi, who only knew how to suppress his own clansmen for the sake of the so-called Village, the Akahiro before them was the true leader who kept the family in his heart.
A few young Uchiha Ninja were even moved to tears, their fists hidden in their sleeves clenched tightly, their loyalty to Akahiro skyrocketing to the peak at this moment.
After a brief rest at the Konoha Military Police Force headquarters, Uchiha Akahiro, surrounded by Tekka and several other clansmen, officially went out to the streets to execute patrol duties.
On the streets of Konoha Village in the early morning, shops were opening one after another.
Influenced by the huge Chakra anomaly that inexplicably appeared in the Village last night, coupled with the long-term smear campaign and isolation of the Uchiha by the Hokage high-ups, the Konoha villagers on both sides of the street stopped in their tracks when they saw the iconic Red and white fan clan emblem.
They gathered at street corners and shop entrances, pointing fingers at Akahiro and his group.
In those eyes, there was no respect due to public officials guarding the Village’s security, but rather thick disgust, exclusion, and undisguised fear.
“Look, it’s those guys from the Uchiha again…”
“With such a big commotion last night, it must be those naturally evil Red-eyed people causing trouble again.”
“As expected of the Konoha Military Police Force, they run rampant all day long; the Village will be killed by them sooner or later.”
The harsh whispers clearly reached the ears of the patrol squad.
The expressions of Tekka and the others instantly darkened, their fingers gripping their Ninja swords turning slightly white with anger.
In the past, when encountering such situations, for the sake of the so-called “overall situation” and to avoid causing trouble for the clan leader, they often had to choose to swallow their anger, or limit themselves to verbal warnings that had no deterrent power.
This led to the Konoha Military Police Force having a terrible reputation outside, while being bullied from both sides within the Village, being extremely spineless.
The escalation of conflict often only needs a stupid trigger where someone loses their reason.
When passing by a vegetable market, a vegetable vendor with a bloated figure and a fierce face suddenly lost control of his emotions.
This person was named Oshima Kenta, a fanatical civilian who held extreme prejudice against the Uchiha under the long-term brainwashing of the Village.
“Evil scum of the Uchiha! Get out of our Village!”
Oshima Kenta roared, and actually grabbed a handful of rotten vegetable leaves covered in mud and sewage from the stall, and threw them fiercely at Uchiha Akahiro, who was walking at the very front.
The big leaves scattered in the air, bringing with them a disgusting rotting smell.
“The Uchiha Clan should all go to hell! Konoha doesn’t need you traitors!”
Looking at the rotten vegetable leaves enlarging in his vision, and the Konoha villagers on both sides who not only didn’t stop him, but showed a hint of schadenfreude, Uchiha Akahiro’s mouth couldn’t help but twitch, and he couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.
It really is the Hokage world with “Bullying Haki”.
I don’t know if the ordinary people here are missing a screw in their heads, or if they have been blinded by the distorted sense of superiority cultivated by the Konoha high-ups.
No matter what kind of gods or monsters capable of moving mountains and filling seas they face, they seem to have an inexplicable “courage” to risk their lives to bully and provoke them.
In the original work, they dared to bully Uzumaki Naruto, the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, and now they actually dare to throw rotten vegetable leaves at the Konoha Military Police Force of the Uchiha.
However, Akahiro is definitely not a soft persimmon that lets people hit and scold without fighting back, nor is he that Uchiha Itachi who would bow his head to civilians for the so-called “will of fire”.
“Plop.”
Akahiro didn’t even take his hands out of his trouser pockets; he just tilted his body slightly, and the cluster of rotten vegetable leaves brushed past his coat hem and fell to the ground with a pathetic plop.
However, his expression turned completely cold in that instant.
In those pitch-black eyes, a cold light flashed that made people feel like they had fallen into an ice cellar.
“Lord Akahiro… we…”
Tekka gritted his teeth on the side, looking at Akahiro with some hesitation.
According to past practices, they should go up and give a verbal warning now, and then leave swallowing their anger.
“Tekka.”
“What is this uniform we are wearing called?”
“Konoha Hidden Village… Konoha Military Police Force uniform.”
Tekka was slightly stunned and replied subconsciously.
“Very good. Since it is the Konoha Military Police Force, then it is the legitimate law enforcement personnel of Konoha.”
Akahiro turned around, looking down from a high position at Oshima Kenta, who was still courting death and looking full of provocation.
The order that came out of his mouth made all the Uchiha Ninja tremble.
“Attacking Konoha Military Police Force personnel who are performing official duties on the street, insulting and slandering public officials. According to the Konoha Public Security Management Regulations, this is a criminal offense of an extremely egregious nature.”
Akahiro waved his hand sharply.
“Arrest all these troublemakers for me! Take them back to the Konoha Military Police Force prison for interrogation! Anyone who dares to resist in the slightest, beat them until they have no ability to resist in the name of resisting law enforcement!”
Hearing Akahiro’s murderous and extremely tough order, the Uchiha Ninja behind him were completely stunned at first.
Arresting civilians?
This was something that was absolutely unimaginable in the past!
But immediately after, the grievance and anger that they had suppressed deep in their hearts for many years were completely released at this moment with Akahiro’s support.
“Yes! Lord Akahiro!”
The breathing of Tekka and the others instantly became heavy, and everyone looked excited and flushed.
The Three-Tomoe and Two-Tomoe Sharingan in their eyes opened instantly, like a pack of wolves that had broken free from their chains, rushing fiercely towards the front.
“You… what are you doing?! I am a villager of Konoha! You evil Uchiha dare to touch me?!”
Oshima Kenta, who was still full of pride, was completely stunned when he saw those pairs of blood-Red Sharingan and the handcuffs that were brought out.
He never dreamed that the Uchiha, who only knew how to grit their teeth and endure in front of civilians, would actually dare to make a move today.
“Cut the crap! Behave yourself!”
Tekka rushed forward, not listening to his explanation at all, and kicked Oshima Kenta’s stomach heavily.
The huge force caused this fat vegetable vendor to arch his back in pain like a shrimp, screaming as he fell to the ground.
Immediately after, the cold handcuffs clamped tightly onto his wrists.
The villagers who were originally watching the fun exploded.
A few fanatical civilians who usually joined Oshima Kenta in stirring up trouble tried to step forward to stop them.
“Release him! The Konoha Military Police Force is openly beating villagers!”
“Fight them!”
However, what greeted them were the even more bone-chilling cold iron fists and ruthless joint-locking techniques of the Uchiha Ninja.
Bang!
Bang!
Ah!
The dull sounds of flesh colliding and bones dislocating echoed on the bustling street.
In just a short moment, the street was littered with Konoha villagers wailing endlessly.
Those civilians who were originally arrogant and thought they had occupied the moral high ground were now pale and trembling in the face of absolute violence and legitimate law enforcement power.