Konoha Year 50.
Land of Fire, Uchiha Clan, within the Konoha Military Police Force training grounds.
Two Uchiha clan members were engaged in a combat drill.
Uchiha Genya held a short blade, clashing it against a kunai.
His attack blocked, Uchiha Inabi immediately abandoned close-quarters combat, stepping back to weave hand signs.
“Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!”
A scorching fireball roared forth, but there wasn’t a hint of fear in Genya’s eyes.
Gripping his blade in a reverse hold, he flickered away to dodge the fireball.
In the same breath, the edge of his short sword was already pressed against his opponent’s throat.
Seeing this, Inabi had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender.
“I’m still no match for you.”
Genya sheathed his blade, and the two tomoe in his eyes slowly faded away.
“I only won because I relied on the Sharingan.
In terms of ninjutsu, I’m still not as good as you.”
Inabi replied cheerfully, “The Sharingan is also a part of our Uchiha talent.
Looking at your speed now, you’re probably approaching Shisui’s level, aren’t you?”
“Are you going to apply for the Jonin exams soon?”
Genya shook his head without saying a word, though his thoughts drifted far away.
Indeed, Genya was a transmigrator from Earth.
In his past life, while crossing the road, he failed to ‘cosplay’ as a speed bump and was sent to another world by a hundred-ton truck.
Subsequently, he became a member of the Uchiha.
While still a student at the Academy, the Third Great Ninja War broke out.
He was inevitably scheduled for early graduation, becoming a member of the front-line cannon fodder.
During the war, his parents died in battle, which directly triggered the awakening of his Sharingan.
It seemed that being a transmigrator’s parent was truly a high-risk profession.
Perhaps because he lived two lives, Genya’s spiritual energy was exceptionally strong.
In terms of chakra talent, he was particularly gifted in Yin Release.
This meant that on the battlefield, awakening his Sharingan was as natural as breathing.
With just a bit of stimulation, his ocular power would continuously increase.
He had now awakened the two-tomoe Sharingan, making him a genius by the clan’s standards.
Of course, Genya believed this talent was nothing special.
Compared to Itachi—who entered the Academy at six, graduated at seven, became a Chunin at ten, and joined the Anbu at eleven—an ‘ordinary genius’ like Genya was merely considered ‘decent’ within the Uchiha.
Furthermore, Genya was only talented in Yin Release.
His talent for most of the five elemental natures was very average.
Naturally, ‘average’ here meant average by Uchiha standards.
Using the Sharingan’s copying ability, learning ninjutsu wasn’t difficult for him, but he struggled with anything above B-rank.
However, his talent for Genjutsu and Taijutsu was excellent.
Combined with his Body Flicker Technique, he barely possessed the combat power of a Jonin.
Seeing that Genya remained silent, Inabi didn’t press further.
He knew that his childhood friend had been like this ever since his parents died.
On the battlefield, Genya was the type to let his actions speak for him, so Inabi had long since grown accustomed to it.
“Even if you don’t like it, you should still take the Jonin exams.
Having a few more Uchiha Jonin will give the village more reason to be wary of us.”
The Third War had ended, yet the position of the Fourth Hokage had somehow been inherited by Minato Namikaze.
Because of this, the Uchiha clan—who already had a rift with the village—was seething with indignation.
During the Third War, the Uchiha had been deployed to the Land of Water front, a battlefield where their elemental affinity was disadvantaged, resulting in heavy losses.
Even more hateful was that in the end, the Third Hokage didn’t even provide token compensation or recognition, completely ignoring the Uchiha clan’s contributions.
This suppression caused tempers to flare within the clan.
The hawks completely overwhelmed the doves, gaining the upper hand.
But the internal division within the Uchiha wasn’t the biggest problem yet.
Knowing the plot, Genya was aware that the relationship between the Uchiha and the village was extremely tense.
In the upcoming Night of the Nine-Tails, Minato Namikaze and his wife would die.
Afterward, because of the Sharingan pattern seen in the Nine-Tails’ eyes, the village’s suspicion would shift toward the Uchiha, turning the clan into a powder keg ready to explode.
After that, the ‘Night of the Massacre’ brought by that so-called filial son would also descend.
Not to mention that old schemer Danzo hiding in the shadows.
From what Genya knew, several clan members had ‘disappeared’ during missions in the Third War—no bodies, no traces.
Genya didn’t even have to guess; it was definitely Danzo’s doing!
Genya even suspected that if he awakened the three-tomoe Sharingan, he might also ‘go missing’ during some mission.
Genya only sneered at Inabi’s logic.
The current predicament of the Uchiha was that there was no one in the family who could truly stand up and speak out.
Fugaku might have been able to.
With his Mangekyo Sharingan, if he had only shown a shred of toughness, even Danzo wouldn’t have risked the Root being annihilated by Susanoo to start a massacre.
When others claim you have weapons of mass destruction, you’d better actually have them.
And you have to make them believe you actually dare to use them.
Unfortunately, Fugaku was far too weak.
He kept retreating until he backed himself and the entire Uchiha clan to the edge of a cliff.
This showed that even if you had the Mangekyo, as long as you were a coward, others would still dare to conspire against you.
Genya had even considered whether he should seize the moment and find an opportunity to defect.
The Uchiha weren’t welcome in Konoha, but in other hidden villages, the Uchiha bloodline would be highly sought after.
Especially Kumogakure, which was thirsty for Kekkei Genkai shinobi.
They wouldn’t hesitate to steal, kidnap, or even pillage to obtain powerful bloodlines.
If he defected to them now, he might even manage to secure a status as a prized breeding stud.
As a transmigrator, Genya had zero sense of belonging to Konoha.
Given that his parents’ deaths might be linked to the Root, he practically wished for the village’s destruction.
He only had a bit of affection for the Uchiha clan that had raised him, but his words carried no weight, and he currently lacked the power to change their fate.
Those Uchiha who had awakened their eyes had a very distinct trait: once they made up their minds, nothing short of death could change them.
To avoid sinking with the Uchiha ship, Genya had long been making preparations.
His only regret was that his transmigration didn’t seem to come with any ‘Golden Finger’ or cheat system.
Otherwise, who would want to flee like a stray dog?
Just as Genya was about to head back to rest, a strange voice suddenly rang out in his mind.
[SYSTEM: LOADING COMPLETE!]
[SYSTEM: NEWBIE GIFT PACK DETECTED.
OPEN?]
Genya’s footsteps faltered.
Fine, the defection plan is completely scrapped.
How dare Hiruzen Sarutobi try to occupy my Konoha!