“Where…
is this?” Tobirama Senju looked around, a chill creeping into his heart.
He knew very well that he was dead.
Yet now…
He had been summoned inside a pitch-black cage, unable to sense a single trace of life or chakra.
For someone as experienced and knowledgeable as Tobirama, this scene gave him an uncanny sense of déjà vu—as if he had become a Jinchuriki’s Tailed Beast, sealed away.
*The way Sister-in-law described the Nine-Tails being sealed…
it really resembles my current state…* *Is this Edo Tensei?
No…
or is it some kind of soul Secret Technique?* Tobirama pondered his present condition.
Not far away, crisp footsteps echoed.
He looked up.
A tall, slender youth walked slowly toward him, a peculiar look in his eyes.
The way the youth sized Tobirama up was like an old farmer gazing upon his crops, filled with the joy of an impending bountiful harvest.
Tobirama narrowed his sharp red eyes, meticulously scanning the youth from head to toe, taking in every detail of his appearance.
Even Tobirama had to admit that the youth before him was exceptionally handsome.
Clean, short black hair, starry obsidian eyes, sharp and bright facial features, broad and powerful shoulders…
But the more Tobirama looked, the more alarmed he grew.
His expression gradually turned sinister, his brows twisting into a tight knot.
He glared intently at the boy before him.
After a long moment, a voice thick with wariness and hatred squeezed out through his gritted teeth: “An evil brat of the Uchiha Clan…
do you think I can’t tell?” “To dare disturb the rest of the dead with foul Ninjutsu!
I will kill you myself right now!” Tobirama moved abruptly, his fingers blurring like crashing waves as he formed hand seals at a speed invisible to the naked eye!
The youth blinked, an innocent look in his eyes.
Stopping his seals, Tobirama fixed the youth with a cold, ruthless gaze.
Transforming his hand into a blade, he thrust it instantly toward the boy’s chest!
But Tobirama was like a phantom, passing straight through the youth’s body without inflicting a single scratch.
Right then.
A pleasant electronic chime rang out in the youth’s mind: [From target Tobirama Senju, you have acquired Water-Attribute Chakra Ninjutsu Mastery (Tobirama Senju Version)!] At that, the youth smiled from the bottom of his heart.
But in the eyes of the Second Hokage…
That pure, sincere smile, radiating the genuine joy of a bountiful harvest, appeared utterly vile and repulsive!
*To laugh so genuinely and happily at the sight of my rage…* *He looks barely ten years old, yet he was able to invent such an evil Secret Technique to summon my soul from the Pure Land and imprison me in this pitch-black cage!* Tobirama felt a chill run through his entire body.
The Uchiha Clan seemed to have produced a terrifying monster!
As his thoughts spiraled, countless concerns rushed into his mind.
*Did the plan to restrict the Uchiha Clan using the Konoha Military Police Force fail?* *How arrogant and powerful has the Uchiha Clan grown today?* *Can Monkey and Danzo still keep this ravenous wolf under control?
A rebellion might be on the verge of breaking out right now!* *Or…
have Monkey and the others already fallen?* Tobirama grew increasingly anxious.
The inescapable cage provided him with no useful information, forcing him to rely solely on the youth’s appearance to judge his identity.
His sharp eye for detail only fueled his inner turmoil.
“How did you know I was an Uchiha?” the youth asked softly, looking somewhat puzzled.
Tobirama glared viciously at him.
If looks could kill, this young Uchiha would have been sliced to pieces ten thousand times by the Flying Raijin Slice!
Even when looking at his elder brother, Hashirama Senju, the God of Shinobi, Tobirama was usually the one with a stern or caring gaze—never such raw fury!
“Impolite brat.” Suppressing his emotions with sheer force of will, Tobirama composed his features and said coldly, “Before asking someone a question, shouldn’t you introduce yourself first?” The youth nodded in understanding and said slowly, “My name is Seisui Uchiha.
I am eleven years old.
“I live in the core area of the Uchiha Clan compound, unmarried.
At the latest, I train until eight in the evening.
“I don’t smoke, and I drink only in moderation.
“I go to bed at eleven p.m.
and make sure to get eight hours of sleep.
Before sleeping, I drink a glass of warm milk and do twenty minutes of light stretches to warm up.
I usually sleep soundly until morning, like a baby, never carrying fatigue or stress into the next day.
“I just mean to say that I have no grand desires.
I only wish to live a quiet and peaceful life.
“Winning or losing, victory or defeat—these are things I dislike obsessing over.
They only bring trouble and enemies.
That’s the kind of contented person I am, and that is my philosophy of life.
“However, if it comes down to a fight, I won’t lose to anyone.” A detailed and deceptively mundane introduction.
But as Tobirama listened, his gaze grew heavier and darker.
As the former strategist and helmsman of the Senju Clan and all of Konoha, Tobirama smelled a dangerous aura beneath those calm, ordinary words.
Right now, in his mind, Seisui Uchiha had been stamped with a label: *Extremely Dangerous and Obsessive!* Just listen to what he said.
*Doesn’t care about winning or losing?
Has no grand desires and only wants to live peacefully?* *That is completely unlike an Uchiha.* *When arrogance and pride reach their absolute peak, what remains is a seemingly calm veneer masking pure madness and distortion…* *Everything an Uchiha like this says must be interpreted in reverse!
This isn’t just an ordinary Uchiha!* *This kid belongs to the most dangerous category of lunatics!* Thus…
The image of a demonic prodigy took shape in Tobirama’s mind—one who trained like a fanatic, possessed an unmatched competitive drive, combined boldness with meticulous caution, and excelled at hiding his true self.
[From target Tobirama Senju, you have acquired Senju Sage Body Lineage (Incomplete)!] The pleasant electronic chime echoed in Seisui’s mind once more, rendering his gaze even gentler.
Weathering the youth’s tender, almost affectionate gaze, Tobirama said coldly: “With these eyes of mine, a single glance at someone’s facial features and bone structure is enough for me to tell if they are an Uchiha.
“Since you’ve sealed my soul here, say whatever you have to say.” Even though inner panic churned within Tobirama, his eyes grew as calm and still as water.
He needed to wait.
As things stood, Tobirama was like a block of meat on a chopping board, lacking both the means to resist and essential intelligence.
The best course of action was to lay low and bide his time until an opportunity for a fatal strike presented itself.
“I want to borrow your wisdom to peacefully resolve the conflict between the Uchiha Clan and Konoha, and let the Will of Fire bloom across the entire Ninja World…” Tobirama narrowed his eyes, saying coldly, “Do you think I’d buy your nonsense?” Hearing this, Seisui nodded and opened his hands with a smile.
“Actually, I want to destroy Konoha.” Tobirama’s face instantly contorted, and he roared, “I knew it!” [From target Tobirama Senju, you have acquired Talent—Ninjutsu Inventor (Tobirama Senju Version): You possess extraordinary aptitude for learning and modifying the vast majority of Ninjutsu.] Hearing the notification, Seisui first nodded in satisfaction, then tsked.
“I was just teasing you.
Why get so worked up?” Seisui Uchiha was a transmigrator.
And clearly, he was a cheater.
As an ordinary anime fan, he had gotten into a heated online argument about Naruto one night while surfing the web.
The two had argued fiercely all night.
The next day, Seisui woke up and shared the story with his best friend as a joke.
After listening, his friend burst out laughing and asked if he had any desire to go to the Naruto world and argue in person.
Seisui had smiled and nodded at the time…
and then he couldn’t laugh anymore.
Just like that, he arrived in the Naruto world.
Sometimes, he even suspected his best friend was the very netizen he had argued with…
Fortunately, he brought a cheat along with him.
[King of Arguments System] Whenever a target harbored strong subjective intentions toward Seisui—such as wanting to defeat, kill, brainwash, or possess him—and prepared to act on them, Seisui would bind with them, locking them in as an argument target.
Whenever Seisui’s words or actions provoked sufficient emotional fluctuations in the target, corresponding rewards would be generated.
Rewards were generated randomly based on the target’s abilities.
The greater the target’s emotional volatility, the richer the reward.
Aside from the initial starter gift pack, where the system mined big data based on his Uchiha lineage and snatched the deceased Tobirama Senju to argue with him…
…barring any surprises, Seisui’s future targets should all be living people, right?
[Name: Seisui Uchiha] [Age: 11] [Current Time: Year 44 of Konoha] [Current Argument Target: Tobirama Senju] [Debate Settings: Automatically filter out argument requests from useless fodder as host’s strength increases] [Chakra Natures: Fire, Water, Wind, Yin, Yang] [Ninjutsu: Water Style: Water Encampment Wall, Water Style: Water Clone, Water Style: Water Dragon Bullet, Water Style: Water Severing Wave, Water Style: Hard Whirlpool Water Blade…
Water Style: Heavenly Weeping, Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu] [Kekkei Genkai: Senju Sage Body, Uchiha Lineage] [Talent: Ninja World Scientist (Tobirama Senju Version)] Tobirama Senju and Seisui Uchiha stared at each other.
The Second Hokage glared with deadly fury.
Even though he was merely a chakra-less soul, he radiated bone-chilling intent to kill.
“Lord Second Hokage…” Seisui sighed softly.
“To be honest, meeting you today has left me deeply disappointed.” “You were once my idol.
I painstakingly researched Secret Techniques to summon your soul from the Pure Land into my body because I wanted to learn from your wisdom face-to-face, to resolve the conflict between the Uchiha Clan and Konoha.” “Yet your prejudice against the Uchiha Clan blinds your eyes—you cannot even remain composed…” “Therefore, I no longer need your wisdom.
Seeing that someone so prejudiced once ruled Konoha, the root cause of the Uchiha Clan’s present plight has become completely clear to me.” Tobirama sneered with disdain.
“Brat, you dare spout such nonsense!
I know the true nature of the Uchiha Clan far better than you…” “I merely exposed your conspiracy.
A rat in hiding cannot disguise the stench of its foul plots, no matter how high-sounding its excuses may be!” Hearing Tobirama’s denunciation, Seisui merely gazed at him calmly.
Only after a long silence did the corners of his mouth curl slightly upward, his voice cold and tinged with disappointment.
“Tell me then…
what benefit is there for me to seal your soul inside my body?” “Do you think you are a Tailed Beast?
Should I become your Jinchuriki, gaining no power, only to be spied on by someone who discriminates against my people?” “If I were not an Uchiha, wouldn’t you have granted me a chance at a normal conversation, even if you were on guard?” Tobirama narrowed his eyes, falling silent.
What Seisui said was not unreasonable.
A ninja’s soul was unlike a Tailed Beast; it possessed no vast reservoir of chakra.
Nor was it like a corpse, from which intelligence could be extracted through techniques.
Even the Edo Tensei technique Tobirama invented could only use reanimated vessels as puppets; it could not forcibly wrench secrets from a soul.
“Hmph…” Realizing he was in the wrong, Tobirama gave a cold snort, crossed his arms, and said gravely, “Then what is it you actually want…
Uchiha kid?” “The questions I originally intended to ask…
I doubt someone as prejudiced as you can give me an answer…” Seisui rubbed his temples, looking like someone who saved up to buy a gacha box only to pull absolute trash.
He said slowly, “Then I’ll ask a different question.” “The Third Hokage once said you taught him that a true Hokage’s duty is to protect the shinobi in the village who trust him.” “So…
when the Uchiha Clan set aside hatred at the village’s founding to trust the Senju, even abandoning Madara Uchiha—their strongest leader in history—to preserve Konoha…” “…why must they still endure discrimination and oppression from the Hokage?” “Is this how the Will of Fire is executed?” The youth’s clear eyes stared straight into Tobirama’s, speaking word by deliberate word.
Facing Seisui’s interrogation, Tobirama’s face remained impassive, but he fell into silence.
It was a difficult question to answer.
Exactly as Seisui had stated, when Madara Uchiha attempted to lead the Uchiha Clan away upon leaving the village, not a single one of his clansmen—who had once revered him—responded to his call.
In fact, many Uchiha urged Madara to cherish the hard-won peace.
From that perspective, the Uchiha Clan had already proven their loyalty to Konoha by sacrificing their strongest patriarch; they shouldn’t need—and shouldn’t have been required—to prove their innocence ever again.
[From target Tobirama Senju, you have acquired Anti-Uchiha Taijutsu Essentials!] To Seisui…
…though Tobirama had remained silent, the system chime in his mind had already answered on the Second Hokage’s behalf.
At this moment, Seisui understood why the system had grabbed the deceased Tobirama Senju to debate him upon activation…
Only this man was truly equal in his discrimination against every single Uchiha…
“Goodbye, Tobirama Senju.” “Whether it was you, or the Will of Fire promoted by this village, perhaps I once looked up to it…” “But now, I am thoroughly disappointed.” Seisui’s figure slowly faded from Tobirama’s sight.
As for the sealed Second Hokage, his field of vision did not plunge into darkness; instead, it linked directly to Seisui’s vision.
“Watch closely, Tobirama Senju…” “Witness with your own eyes how Seisui Uchiha’s justice will change Konoha…” Seisui murmured softly.
“Brat, playing tricks!
It’s obvious your technique is flawed and can’t properly restrain me inside you!” Tobirama sneered, but in the next second, he found himself unable to open his mouth, and his vision was plunged into pitch darkness.
A moment later, Seisui snapped his fingers, and Tobirama’s sight and voice returned to normal.
Tobirama’s face darkened.
The slap to his face had come far too quickly.
[From target Tobirama Senju, you have acquired Genjutsu: Bringer-of-Darkness Technique!] Right at that moment, the front door of Seisui’s house opened with a crisp click.
Shisui Uchiha bounded inside, looking at Seisui with hopeful eyes.
“Brother, I want your special grilled fish tonight!” “Please, please!” “Consider it an early celebration to cheer me on for graduating early!”