Uchiha Setsuna intentionally dragged things out, engaging in a war of words with Sarutobi Hiruzen.
After beating around the bush for a long time, he finally got to the point.
“Third Hokage, I only asked Shimura Danzo to remove his bandages.
That doesn’t violate any rules.” “Shimura Danzo is in charge of Root.
I cannot force him based on mere speculation without concrete evidence.” Sarutobi Hiruzen spoke in a slow, mild tone, “I am also thinking of everyone’s best interests.
Suppose the head of the Shimura clan claimed there was something wrong with my body and demanded I strip off my clothes in front of everyone.
As the Hokage of Konoha, should I take them off or not?” The head of the Shimura clan chimed in, “Elder Uchiha Setsuna, everyone understands how you feel, but just as the Hokage said, everything requires evidence.” “Evidence?” Uchiha Setsuna sneered, mocking, “Shimura Danzo stole our clan’s Kekkei Genkai.
He has a guilty conscience and doesn’t dare to come out and confront us face-to-face.
As the Hokage, you blindly speak up for him.
Who knows what your true intentions are.” None of the clan heads present were fools; they could clearly see Sarutobi Hiruzen covering for him.
On the other hand, Uchiha Setsuna spoke with absolute certainty, making them wonder if Shimura Danzo had truly stolen the Uchiha clan’s Sharingan.
If that were really the case…
The gazes of several people turned subtle.
The Third Hokage’s voice deepened.
“In all things, one must first have a clear conscience.
From the day I became Hokage, for nearly forty years, I have treated everyone in the village equally.
I have never shown favoritism to anyone!” “Lord Hokage, Elder Setsuna didn’t mean it like that.” Uchiha Fugaku stepped forward to smooth things over.
“Shisui was exceptionally talented and kind to others.
Elder Setsuna has always treated him as his own junior.” “Now that Shisui is dead and not even his body can be found, Elder Setsuna is burning with anxiety.
Please forgive him.” Fugaku was truly a liability.
Who knew what was going through his head?
In just a few words, he had voluntarily let Danzo off the hook…
“Uchiha Fugaku, do not forget your identity and your stance!” Uchiha Setsuna trembled with rage.
“Elder Setsuna, I know exactly what I am doing!” Fugaku spoke rationally, “Lord Hokage, I request the village’s assistance in searching for Shisui’s body and uncovering the truth behind his death.” Sarutobi Hiruzen replied with righteous authority, “Clan Head Fugaku, Shisui was not just an Uchiha ninja; he was a Konoha ninja.
Within half a month, I will definitely give him and your clan a fair explanation!” ‘Half a month…’ Senya’s eyes flickered.
‘The night of the massacre has been successfully delayed, but I can’t completely trust his words.
The time I have left is still incredibly tight!’ This old geezer Sarutobi Hiruzen could spout nonsense at the drop of a hat, his belly full of schemes.
The anime portrayed him as selfless and just, but in reality, he was nothing more than a hypocrite.
Having sat securely in the Hokage’s seat for so many years, his foundation was already unshakable.
The notorious Root was actually subordinate to the Anbu.
Most of Root’s operations required his prior authorization!
Senya covered his mouth with his hand and whispered, “Elder Setsuna, you can agree for now.
Our plan also needs time to prepare.” Uchiha Setsuna now placed a great deal of trust in Senya.
He gave a slight nod, then turned his gaze toward Kakashi.
‘Uchiha Obito’s Sharingan…’ He was well aware of the origin of Kakashi’s Sharingan; it was willingly gifted by Uchiha Obito.
It was a clansman’s dying wish.
By all rights and reason, he shouldn’t ask for it back.
But…
These were extraordinary times.
If the clan truly went to war with the village, that eye would become an accomplice!
Even those surnamed Uchiha couldn’t be relied upon, let alone an outsider.
The clan’s safety was more important than anything else!
Weakening the enemy’s strength even a fraction was worth it.
“Third Hokage, we agree to your terms,” Uchiha Setsuna said, abruptly shifting his tone.
“However, until this matter is thoroughly investigated, I want to temporarily take back Uchiha Obito’s Sharingan.” Senya’s pupils dilated.
He hadn’t expected Uchiha Setsuna to demand Kakashi’s Sharingan.
That was a Sharingan that had evolved into a Mangekyo!
Could he really pull it off?
After a moment of thought, Senya concluded that the chances of getting it back were too low.
To Kakashi, it was a crucial bond to his past.
Kakashi was constantly wallowing in the past; it was highly unlikely he would agree.
Even if they did get it back, Senya had no interest in it.
The status of Brother Obito’s Kamui in the ninja world went without saying—it was perfect for both offense and escaping.
Kamui was great in every way, except that transplanting it was equivalent to opening a couple’s space with Brother Obito.
Senya wasn’t Brother Obito’s best buddy.
The most likely outcome of transplanting the Kamui eye would be getting killed by Brother Obito himself.
He exhaled a breath of stale air, no longer dwelling on the issue, and continued to secretly observe Sarutobi Hiruzen.
Sarutobi Hiruzen frowned slightly.
“I cannot make that decision for Kakashi.” He believed Kakashi would never agree.
That eye held a special meaning for Kakashi.
His current moniker and his past memories were all rooted in that Sharingan!
“Kakashi, you can’t agree to this.” Standing by his friend, Guy urged anxiously, “If you give the eye back, your left eye will be completely blind from now on!” Hatake Kakashi raised his left hand to lift his forehead protector, gently brushing his fingers over his left eye.
The scar there sent him into a momentary daze.
Dusty memories surfaced in his mind, the events of that day playing out vividly before his eyes.
‘Obito, Rin…’ The Uchiha clan was on the brink of rebellion.
As a shinobi of the village, he had to protect Konoha.
But his left eye came from Obito, making it difficult for him to raise a hand against Obito’s family.
All these years, he had lived in regret over the past.
‘Perhaps returning Obito’s eye to the Uchiha clan is a good choice.’ “Hatake Kakashi, I am only taking this eye back temporarily.
Once the investigation is clear, I will return it to you,” Uchiha Setsuna promised.
Since Uchiha Obito had decided to give this eye to Kakashi back then, if the clan could survive this crisis, he wouldn’t forcefully withhold it.
If the clan unfortunately perished, then this eye would fade into history alongside the Uchiha name!
Kakashi lowered his forehead protector, covering his left eye, and said calmly, “Please arrange the transplant surgery for me, Elder Setsuna.” “Kakashi!” Guy was frantic.
“Guy, you don’t need to persuade me.
This is my decision.” Uchiha Setsuna’s expression softened slightly.
“Rest assured, I am a man of my word.
This eye will be returned to you later.” Sarutobi Hiruzen’s eyes darkened.
From his perspective, he was unwilling to let Kakashi return the eye.
He had expected Kakashi to refuse, never imagining he would actually agree.
‘In any case, it’s just a three-tomoe Sharingan.
It won’t affect much.’ Sarutobi Hiruzen said warmly, “Elder Setsuna, Hatake Kakashi has agreed to your condition.
Isn’t it time to let everyone go back?”