“My foolish big brother!” Kazuki stood to the side, looked down at the unconscious Shisui, and let out a soft sigh.
The plan was about to begin.
Kazuki’s face remained calm, but inside, he hesitated.
Because his plan would inflict genuine harm upon Shisui.
Though he was a reincarnator and not truly the original Kazuki Uchiha—since in the original story, Shisui had no younger brother…
Still!
He had lived alongside Shisui for so many years.
They had called each other brothers for so long.
Besides, as naive as Shisui was, he had been truly good to him.
No!
It was precisely because of his naivety that Shisui gave everything to him.
They had depended on each other for all these years; Shisui wasn’t just an older brother, but had also taken on the role of a father.
It was mentioned more than once in the original story that Uchiha love runs deep.
Only after becoming an Uchiha did Kazuki truly come to realize this.
Yet…
It was precisely because of this that Kazuki had to carry out the plan all the more.
“Will you hate me, Shisui?” Kazuki murmured as he looked at Shisui, then chuckled quietly.
“Even if you do, it doesn’t matter.
This is something I must do.
I can’t just stand by and watch you die.” “You’re a brilliant ninja, and even more so a good person.
Naive as you are, you shouldn’t meet the end you did in the original timeline.” “The one who deserves to die was never you.” “I don’t ask for your forgiveness.
I only ask that you live on.” At that moment, Kazuki suddenly thought of someone…
Madara Uchiha!
*Old Madara, when I get the chance, we definitely need to have a good chat!* Kazuki formed a hand seal.
*Pfft!* A plume of white smoke rose.
Another Kazuki Uchiha appeared.
Shadow Clone Jutsu!
“Let’s begin!” Kazuki’s main body spoke to the clone.
“Alright!” The clone silently pulled out surgical instruments one by one, stepped up to Shisui, picked up a scalpel, and plunged it into Shisui’s eyes without hesitation.
Blood splattered…
A droplet slid down Kazuki’s face.
It was still some distance from his own eyes, yet he closed them anyway.
His hands remained steady, but his face registered a momentary flash of pain.
The surgery ended quickly.
Two Sharingan, soaked in a special liquid, were put away by Kazuki.
Having done all this, the clone looked at the main body and said, “Have you made up your mind?
Is it really necessary to go this far?” The main body looked back at the clone.
This was his own clone!
He suddenly laughed.
“You’re asking me?
Heh, turns out…
this really isn’t like me at all, ha!” “Do it.
As harsh as possible—consider it my punishment.” …
“Huh?” “Why is it so quiet?” Inside a house near Kazuki’s home, a middle-aged Uchiha reading a newspaper looked up in surprise, turning his gaze toward Kazuki’s residence.
“Yeah, why is it so quiet today?” Beside him, a middle-aged woman was also bewildered.
“Usually, don’t those two brothers make a racket for quite a while?” “What do you mean ‘make a racket’?” The middle-aged man sneered.
“They’re clearly playing around.
Kazuki is the one playing, and Shisui is the plaything.” The middle-aged woman burst out laughing.
“Shisui of the Teleportation is famous throughout the Ninja World and the pride of our clan, yet around Kazuki, he becomes a toy.” “Isn’t that normal?” the middle-aged man said nonchalantly.
“During the Shinobi World War, Kazuki was young, but his accomplishments were far from small.
They were just intentionally concealed.
Otherwise, how could it come to this?” The middle-aged man’s expression grew cold.
To many people, the Uchiha Clan didn’t need so many geniuses.
It was best if there were none at all!
Yet this clan was overflowing with talented individuals.
Left with no choice, the Hokage faction merely selected one from among them as a representative to concentrate all the glory.
Shisui, whose attitude clearly leaned toward the Hokage, was that chosen representative.
As for Kazuki, although he also shouted about the Will of Fire all day…
And even fought against many Uchiha hawks…
Still!
The Hokage faction did not choose him.
Offending Danzo was only one reason.
The most crucial point was that the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, couldn’t see through Kazuki.
Therefore, far from selecting him, he deliberately suppressed him in ways subtle and explicit.
Thus, Kazuki Uchiha, who should have shone with immense brilliance, ended before he even truly began, turning into a mischievous child who caused trouble all day and loved pranks.
He was even despised by many!
“Sigh!” The middle-aged woman let out a sigh.
“Do you think…” *BOOM!* Right then, a loud explosion echoed.
The houses in the area trembled slightly, as if an earthquake had struck.
*Whoosh!* Three tomoe instantly surfaced in the middle-aged Uchiha’s eyes as he bolted out of the house like lightning.
Then, he froze in shock.
A fire dragon!
A massive Fire Style fire dragon burst out from Kazuki and Shisui’s house, roaring into the sky.
At that moment, flames filled the world; Kazuki’s house was an imperceptible speck within the inferno.
“What’s going on?!” Other Uchiha rushed over as well, their faces cold, subtly laced with exasperation and panic.
Intent to kill saturated the area!
For such an incident to occur in the core territory of the Uchiha Clan!
A man wearing a deep blue robe, with short brown hair and distinctive markings on both sides of his eyes, stared at the soaring flames in shock and fury.
Gritting his teeth, he said, “Fire Style?
Such a powerful Fire Style Ninjutsu—at least A-rank.
To dare…
Whose house is this?” As he spoke, led by him, the Uchiha had already begun forming hand seals for Water Style.
Even though they were Uchiha, specializing in Fire Style, with a clan emblem of a paper fan symbolizing control over fire…
This was the core area of the Uchiha Clan.
The shinobi living here were either Uchiha Jonin or Uchiha high-ranking figures; none of them knew only a single Fire Style Ninjutsu.
The middle-aged Uchiha who had appeared first said in a deep voice, “Lord Yashiro, that’s Shisui and Kazuki’s house.
They…
they seem to still be inside.” Yashiro Uchiha’s hands, forming seals, paused mid-air.
The other Uchiha also showed horror on their faces.
Shisui and Kazuki?
Those were the two premier geniuses of the Uchiha!
Even ignoring their age, they were Uchiha Jonin, and as grandsons of Kagami Uchiha, they were core figures of the Uchiha Clan.
Especially the Uchiha dove faction, which was implicitly choosing an heir between Shisui and Kazuki.
Could it be that they were the ones under attack?
“Water Style…” Water Style Ninjutsu were used one after another.
Several Uchiha Jonin and numerous elite Uchiha Chunin acted in unison, quickly extinguishing the blaze.
The Uchiha surged into Kazuki’s home, and before long, they found them—two figures bearing obvious burn marks.
Kazuki and Shisui.
Yet, upon seeing these two, every Uchiha present fell dead silent.
Immediately following that…
An overwhelming murder intent almost materialized into tangible force.
Blood!
Shisui and Kazuki lay collapsed on the ground, already unconscious.
Copious amounts of blood flowed from their faces—to be precise, from their eye sockets.
Because their eye sockets were completely empty!
Their eyes were gone!
Their Sharingan!
Gone!
The blood traced eerie patterns on the ground, resembling a demon’s gaping blood-soaked maw, suffocating everyone present.
“How could something like this…” Yashiro Uchiha murmured under his breath.
He was a squad leader of the Konoha Police Force.
He possessed exceptional analytical and leadership skills.
Even Fugaku, as clan leader and Police Force captain, treated him with immense respect.
He undoubtedly ranked among the Uchiha’s higher-ups.
Yet at this moment, even he lost his composure.
“Notify the medical ninjas!
Have them come heal them immediately!” Yashiro stepped forward, carefully checking both of their bodies.
When he discovered they were both still alive, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Thank goodness!
At least they were alive.
As for the rest, that wasn’t something he alone could decide.
“Did you discover anything?
Have any strangers been around, or did anyone act suspiciously?” Yashiro Uchiha turned his head, glaring intensely at several Jonin present, his eyes commanding and intensely oppressive.
The Jonin subconsciously shook their heads.
Everyone here was a familiar face, and their behavior had been entirely normal.
Strangers?
It was virtually impossible for a stranger to enter this place.
Even if someone occasionally came, they would be like a candle flame in the pitch black, drawn under everyone’s watchful eyes, unable to do anything.
Just as Yashiro was about to ask further, a commotion arose.
A large number of Uchiha shinobi gathered from all directions toward this location, including a middle-aged man with fierce eyes.
His presence was the most imposing, and his expression was terrifyingly dark.
Fugaku Uchiha!
Captain of the Konoha Police Force!
Leader of the Uchiha Clan!
Father of Itachi Uchiha!
Beside him stood a small figure—it was none other than Itachi Uchiha!
From two other directions, two more groups of Uchiha were arriving as well.
At the head of each were elderly figures.
They were the representatives of the other two factions within the Uchiha.
Hawk faction: Setsuna Uchiha!
Dove faction: Muneyoshi Uchiha!
The big figures of the Uchiha had all gathered here!