Chapter 134: Illiterate Itachi! “am I Truly A Qualified Hokage?”
In full view of everyone, the Sarutobi Clan members named by Uchiha Ikeizumi were all taken away.
Some of them tried to struggle, but when the ninja sword was held against their necks and the blade pressed a thin line of blood from their skin.
They became obedient.
Others hurriedly cast pleading glances at Sarutobi Hiruzen, hoping that the Hokage could show mercy for the sake of their fellow clansmen, at least not letting them fall into Uchiha Ikeizumi’s hands—even if they were directly thrown into prison, that would be fine.
But when the Hokage averted his gaze, too lazy to even look at his own clansmen, they instantly fell into despair.
“Sigh…”
Listening to the footsteps fading farther and farther until they could no longer be heard, Sarutobi Hiruzen let out a deep sigh.
Then, he looked at the three clan leaders of Ino-Shika-Cho in front of him.
With exhaustion, he said to Yamanaka Inoichi, “Inoichi, I hope you can send a copy of the investigation report… to me.”
He no longer expected Yamanaka Inoichi to stand on the Hokage’s side.
He only hoped that the three Ino-Shika-Cho families would remain loyal to Konoha for generations.
“Yes, Hokage.”
Yamanaka Inoichi nodded slightly. He still had to give the Hokage some face; he couldn’t tear the facade too badly.
After watching the three Ino-Shika-Cho families leave one after another.
Sarutobi Hiruzen heard Tsunade speak up: “Old man, sometimes you should let the young people in the village show their talents instead of always trying to restrain their thoughts or behavior.”
With her back to the two pools of blood, Tsunade said earnestly, “The future Konoha will ultimately be held by the young people. After all, you can’t be Hokage forever, right?”
“If you don’t let the young people demonstrate their talents, how will you know they can’t do as well as you?”
“Shizune, the show’s over. Let’s go.”
With that, Tsunade turned and left.
“Yes! Lady Tsunade, wait for me!”
Shizune, holding Tonton, hurried to catch up.
At the scene.
Only Sarutobi Hiruzen, Koharu Utatane, Jiraiya, Anbu Ninja, Root Ninja, and Sarutobi Clan members remained. The entire atmosphere at the scene fell into a weird silence.
Until the sound of wooden crutches tapping the ground rang out.
Homura Mitokado…
Arrived late.
The equally exhausted Homura Mitokado was slightly stunned upon seeing the grand scene inside the Sarutobi Clan Residence. He tried to search for Uchiha Ikeizumi’s figure but found no abnormalities.
“He was here once.” Koharu Utatane broke the silence: “One minute ago, he left. You’re a step late.”
Homura Mitokado vaguely noticed the corpses of a couple on the ground.
He sighed and asked, “So many people couldn’t stop him?”
“We didn’t stop him.” Koharu Utatane’s expression was gloomy.
Homura Mitokado was stunned.
Koharu Utatane then recounted what had just happened.
“…Hoo!” Homura Mitokado said bitterly: “Indeed, there was no reason to stop him. His justice stands above the greater good. If we had stopped him, it would probably have put us in big trouble.”
“Hiruzen, those people taken by Ikeizumi—after tonight, they are very likely to…”
Before Homura Mitokado could finish his sentence, Sarutobi Hiruzen interrupted him.
“If they truly committed unforgivable evil deeds in private, they are no longer Sarutobi Clan members.” Sarutobi Hiruzen kept his old face tense, seemingly trying to show the iron-blooded resolve of a Hokage, but the exhaustion and confusion on his face were hard to conceal.
—What did I do wrong for so many villains to appear among my own clansmen?
This was the confusion in Sarutobi Hiruzen’s heart.
He didn’t understand.
He didn’t comprehend even more.
…
Uchiha Police Force.
The two Police Force Ninja on night duty were yawning. Konoha’s nightlife wasn’t particularly vibrant, and there were rarely incidents late at night. The Police Force Ninja on night duty were basically the idlest; they might not see a case for over a month.
“Hm?”
But at that moment, one Police Force Ninja suddenly noticed someone approaching the Police Force Headquarters.
And there were quite a few of them.
“Wait…” Under the dim moonlight, he vaguely saw the somewhat familiar face of the leader. This made him gasp, his face showing shock.
“Uchiha Ikeizumi!”
The two Police Force Ninja watched as Uchiha Ikeizumi and others escorted several dejected “criminals” inside. Then they saw three more people approach.
“That’s…”
“Yamanaka Inoichi?!”
One of them they recognized at a glance. After all, the Yamanaka Clan had a cooperative relationship with the Uchiha Police Force.
“The other two seem to be Nara Shikahisa and Choji Akimichi. This is Konoha’s Ino-Shika-Cho trio!” One Police Force Ninja sighed: “I heard… these three chose to stand on Uchiha Ikeizumi’s 「absolute justice」 side.”
In the past, which ninja clan would stand with the Uchiha Clan, who were ostracized by Konoha’s higher-ups?
But ever since Uchiha Ikeizumi grew his wings.
Everything was different.
They didn’t know the exact situation, but somehow they felt that even walking on the street, they could stand taller.
…
Nara Shikahisa walked into the Police Force Headquarters, looking around while sighing: “This is still my first time at the Uchiha Police Force Headquarters.”
Choji Akimichi said to Yamanaka Inoichi: “We probably shouldn’t go deeper in with you. We’ll wait here.”
Yamanaka Inoichi nodded slightly and went in alone, familiarly heading to the Uchiha Police Force’s underground interrogation room.
There, he saw the four Sarutobi Clan members in the same interrogation room, sitting on four cold benches.
Entering the interrogation room, Yamanaka Inoichi nodded slightly to Uchiha Ikeizumi as a silent greeting.
Uchiha Ikeizumi nodded silently in acknowledgment.
“You’re… the Yamanaka Clan leader…”
Anko looked at Yamanaka Inoichi in surprise.
Beside her, Senior Izumi explained: “Senior Ikeizumi and the Yamanaka Clan leader have a very close cooperative relationship. Most of the time, after Senior Ikeizumi kills villains, the Yamanaka Clan investigates the corpses’ memories to record more detailed evidence of the deceased villains’ crimes.”
Anko suddenly understood.
“Ikeizumi, they probably haven’t confessed yet?”
Yamanaka Inoichi asked.
“No.” Uchiha Ikeizumi crossed his arms, leaning against the cold wall of the interrogation room, saying calmly: “Maybe they realized their fate won’t change and want to cause us trouble. I was just about to use some intense methods when you arrived.”
Yamanaka Inoichi sighed: “I thought you’d kill them all first, then wait for me to search their memories.”
This statement made the four Sarutobi Clan members pale.
Uchiha Ikeizumi said: “That might be because you don’t know me well enough. I only resort to killing outright when villains resist justice’s judgment. If they’re willing to cooperate, I don’t mind following the proper procedures.”
“I see…”
A slight smile appeared on Yamanaka Inoichi’s usually stoic face.
Yamanaka Inoichi asked: “Should I go first, or you?”
“Me.”
Their conversation was as tacit as that of long-time collaborators. Uchiha Ikeizumi stepped forward a few steps, standing before the ninja named “Kyoya Sarutobi,” looking down at his somewhat forcibly calm face.
Before Uchiha Ikeizumi spoke, Yamanaka Inoichi said to the four: “A friendly reminder: it’s best to confess all your crimes. You won’t want Ikeizumi to handle it.”
The four Sarutobi Clan members all showed faces of fear, conflict, and hesitation.
“Ten seconds.” Uchiha Ikeizumi said indifferently: “If you don’t speak after ten seconds, I’ll assume you’re tough.”
“Ten.”
“Nine.”
“Eight…”
“Uchiha Ikeizumi… anyway, you’re going to kill me.” Kyoya Sarutobi gritted his teeth, looking up at Uchiha Ikeizumi: “Don’t pretend to interrogate me! Even the Hokage has judged me a Konoha rogue ninja. What are you hesitating for? Either let me go or kill me!”
“…One.”
“Zero.”
Uchiha Ikeizumi’s eyes suddenly turned into Mangekyo Sharingan.
A terrifying illusion technique from the Mangekyo Sharingan.
Instantly implanted into Kyoya Sarutobi’s mind!
In an instant.
Kyoya Sarutobi’s expression froze, then he seemed to see something extremely terrifying, his face visibly filling with horror and despair. Bound to the cold bench with sturdy steel wire, he began struggling wildly, his mouth unconsciously emitting waves of desperate whimpers.
With his frantic struggles, the steel wire cut bloody marks into his fragile skin, blood droplets oozing out.
Snot and tears flowed freely as he whimpered and shivered, muttering rapidly: “Don’t come closer, don’t come closer… What’s wrong with doing it for money?”
He saw the Konoha Ninja killed because he sold information; he saw Hyuga Hizashi, forced to take Hyuga Hiashi’s place and die because of his collusion with Cloud Ninja; he saw passersby crushed to death by shoddy construction due to his embezzlement of funds, and the grief-stricken families of those passersby.
Each of them whispered in his ear—confusion, anger, calm, sadness. The voices layered over each other, madly stimulating his mind.
“Don’t come closer… don’t come closer…”
His voice grew louder, increasingly horrified and desperate, the taut string in his mind on the verge of snapping.
“Don’t come closer!!!”
After a desperate roar with veins bulging on his face.
Kyoya Sarutobi’s eyes went blank as he slumped still, an indescribable smell beginning to spread in the interrogation room. Shockingly, an unspeakable filth appeared in his crotch.
His whole body trembled.
He shakily raised his head in confusion, and the eerie red Mangekyo Sharingan eyes entered his sight.
“Illu… illusion technique?!”
“Looks like I won’t be needed.” Yamanaka Inoichi shook his head helplessly. Sharingan illusion techniques were as ruthless in interrogations as the Yamanaka Clan’s secret techniques. He could tell this Sarutobi Clan ninja’s mind had collapsed.
And the other three.
Were scared senseless.
As expected, the subsequent interrogation was effortless. Uchiha Ikeizumi only asked a few simple questions, and the four Sarutobi Clan members spilled everything, even eager to confess absurd things from their childhood. As for their evil deeds, there was no need to say more.
Yamanaka Inoichi listened with furrowed brows.
And shook his head helplessly again.
“This ninja world is just like this.” Uchiha Ikeizumi glanced at him and said: “It will only improve when fundamental change happens in the ninja world.”
Yamanaka Inoichi asked: “Ikeizumi, can your justice really make the pathological ninja world normal? Can it really give the people of the ninja world true positive values and morals?”
“Yes.” Uchiha Ikeizumi said firmly: “On this point, I never doubt myself.”
Yamanaka Inoichi smiled: “It’s probably your confidence like this that made me go all-in and bet on you.”
Senior Izumi, taking it all in, suddenly seemed thoughtful.
Perhaps.
Before she met Senior, he wasn’t alone; he had friends who supported his ideals. They just didn’t show their support openly back then.
As for why they were showing it openly now, even taking a side publicly.
Senior Izumi speculated…
Perhaps people like Yamanaka Inoichi had realized that the ninja world truly needed change.
And it was urgent.
“Rookie.”
“Here!” Senior Izumi instinctively responded after finishing recording all their crimes.
Uchiha Ikeizumi looked at the silent Anko: “Your response?”
Anko was stunned, then immediately understood—Ikeizumi already saw her as a rookie who believed in 「absolute justice」!
Though Ikeizumi was her age, even her former Ninja Academy classmate, her status was probably far below his now.
Lowering her own position.
Wasn’t a big deal.
“Here!”
Anko mimicked Senior Izumi.
“Two each, execute on the spot. Photocopy tonight’s report into three copies: one to Fugaku, one to the Third Hokage, and the last sealed in the Uchiha Police Force archives.”
“Yes!” ×2
…
One hour later.
Konoha Village, now at 4 a.m., was finally completely quiet.
Senior Izumi and Anko, having finished their tasks, left with different moods.
The three Ino-Shika-Cho clan leaders also went back.
But Uchiha Ikeizumi didn’t return home. He slowly exhaled, rubbed his tired brow, and was about to move when a slightly strange-toned voice suddenly sounded from behind.
“Meow, Lord Ikeizumi, take me along.” Kijiro stood behind Uchiha Ikeizumi and said: “Lord Ikeizumi, you’re going to find that little girl who lost both parents tonight, right?”
It paused, then continued: “Actually, sometimes Lord Ikeizumi’s thoughts are easy to guess, meow. Moreover, Lord Ikeizumi once encountered something similar.”
“Six years ago, Lord Ikeizumi handled a similar case—a beastly husband beat and humiliated his daughter, causing her mental illness. The mother, in anger, tried to kill the beastly husband but was no match and lost her own life instead.”
“Lord Ikeizumi killed the beastly husband. But back then, he didn’t realize there was another victim—the depressed daughter. The next day, upon learning her mother was killed, she, already mentally ill, took her own life.”
“In her suicide note before death, she stated that her blood carried the sinner’s lineage, that she herself was filthy and shouldn’t live in this world, better to end it.”
Kijiro’s eyes were complex: “Lord Ikeizumi once said it was a tragedy that shouldn’t have happened, a lapse in justice.”
“One mistake cost a victim’s life. Lord Ikeizumi blamed himself for a long time.”
At this point, Kijiro humanely scratched its face with its paw.
It laughed: “Many in the village think Lord Ikeizumi is a robotic man without humanity, including some who think they know him well. But Lord Ikeizumi just keeps all emotions inside without showing them.”
“Because Lord Ikeizumi believes that if justice shows emotions, villains will see absolute justice as weak, naively thinking it has a weakness.”
Uchiha Ikeizumi was silent for half a second, then said: “Sometimes, you as an observer understand me better than I do.”
“Let’s go.”
“Yes, Lord Ikeizumi!”
…
Sarutobi Clan Residence.
No one expected Uchiha Ikeizumi, who had left not long ago, to double back.
However.
This time, Uchiha Ikeizumi didn’t enter openly through the main gate but used Light Release to slip into the Sarutobi Clan Residence silently.
Without anyone noticing, he arrived at a simple two-story house, leaped onto the second-floor balcony, and went inside.
Uchiha Ikeizumi heard very faint sobbing.
In the pitch black, he clearly saw a girl of merely ten years old tightly hugging a pillow, curling her slender body under a thin quilt.
Tears and clear snot had already soaked a patch on the pillow.
“Wah wah wah…”
“Mother… I’m so scared…”
“Father has become so scary… He hit me, cursed me, even choked my neck wanting to kill me… If I hadn’t bitten him, he wouldn’t have snapped out of it…”
“It hurts so much… Father told me not to tell you. He said if I dared speak, he’d kill you, Mother. And if I dared speak, he’d kill me.”
“Wah wah wah…”
Sakurako Sarutobi, face buried deep in the pillow, trembled constantly. The beating at home three days ago kept replaying in her mind, making that indescribable pain surge through her body again. （Modified）
What should have been her life’s harbor had become the place that hurt her, her heart already shrouded in fear and darkness.
But at that moment, faint footsteps startled Sakurako Sarutobi.
The footsteps were a bit heavy—not like Mother’s.
Could it be…
Fear rose in her eyes, her already trembling body shaking even harder. She curled into a ball, trying to protect her innocent self in this humble way.
Wait.
These footsteps sound so unfamiliar…
Not like Father’s either.
Sakurako Sarutobi’s fear intensified, anxiety making her pray Mother could hear the noise in her room. But… over an hour ago, Mother had come in and warned her not to go out tonight.
So… is Mother home? And right now, is she really alone in the house?
Trembling in extreme panic, she suddenly threw off the quilt.
Grabbed the thin quilt and shrieked as she hurled it forward.
Then she scrambled up from the bed, shouting “Mother” in panic while trying to run out of the room.
But after two steps, intense pain made her kneel, tears flowing.
“Lord Ikeizumi, she seems injured…” Kijiro started, then suddenly remembered something and shut up.
Kijiro’s strange-toned voice made Sakurako Sarutobi instinctively look toward the sound.
Moonlight from the balcony let her see a very fat cat.
And a pair of eerie red eyes.
In an instant, a Mangekyo Sharingan illusion technique implanted in her body, a specially woven beautiful dream washing away the deepest fears and unease in Sakurako Sarutobi’s heart, forcing her to forget painful memories she shouldn’t have.
“Only children of such young age can have their deepest dark memories affected by Mangekyo Sharingan illusion techniques. If slightly older, such dark painful memories will accompany her life, never erasable.”
Uchiha Ikeizumi slowly exhaled, gazing at Sakurako Sarutobi collapsed on the ground as if asleep.
“Lord Ikeizumi, she probably didn’t dare tell her mother about her injuries. I smell the rot from the wounds… But how could she know her only reliance, her mother, was also a nauseating murderer. Human nature is truly incomprehensible to cats.”
Kijiro said, its tone low.
“Remember where Tsunade lives?” Uchiha Ikeizumi asked Kijiro.
“Yes.” Kijiro perked up.
“Take her to Tsunade.” Uchiha Ikeizumi stepped forward, wrapped Sakurako Sarutobi in the thin quilt, and gently lifted her, movements light enough not to wake her.
At the second-floor bedroom balcony, Uchiha Ikeizumi paused, seemingly speaking to the air: “Just take her to Tsunade for treatment. Once healed, she’ll return. As for explaining her parents’ fate then, that should be your duty as Konoha’s Third Hokage.”
Kijiro, following behind, was stunned. Its nose twitched, catching a faintly familiar scent.
“Third Hokage?”
As Kijiro was startled, it saw Lord Ikeizumi leap down from the balcony.
It hurried after.
…
“…Sigh.”
Outside Sakurako Sarutobi’s second-floor bedroom door, Sarutobi Hiruzen, who hadn’t pushed the door open, sighed, complex emotions in his eyes hard to describe.
He felt no anger or dissatisfaction toward Uchiha Ikeizumi’s actions tonight.
Could a good person go as far as Ikeizumi?
When this question arose in Sarutobi Hiruzen’s mind.
He got the answer the next second.
—No!
If the ninja world had many such good people, there wouldn’t be so many villains, nor such pathology and distortion.
Another question flashed in Sarutobi Hiruzen’s mind.
Him, as Konoha’s Hokage…
Was he really qualified?
…
“Lady Tsunade, why are you drinking again after gambling?”
Elsewhere, in a Konoha inn room, Shizune looked helpless, earnestly advising: “It’s almost dawn, Lady Tsunade. Aren’t you going to sleep?”
“Depressed, drinking to clear my head.” Tsunade sat ungracefully, downing her cup.
Shizune: “…”
Who clears their head by drinking? Doesn’t it just make you fuzzier?
After another cup, Tsunade suddenly said: “Shizune, what do you think—if someone has enough power to do certain things, but those things have nothing to do with him originally, and even if he doesn’t, no one would morally condemn him.”
“And not doing them lets him stay carefree. In that case… does he still need to do those unnecessary things?”
Shizune was stunned, thought seriously, and answered: “Lady Tsunade, some things you only know if you should or if they’re meaningful by trying them yourself.”
She scratched her head awkwardly: “I can’t explain specifically. And you’re my teacher, yet asking me this—I don’t know how to answer.”
Knock—
Suddenly, a knock at the door made Shizune alert. She assumed a defensive stance, then remembered this was Konoha Village—no enemies likely.
But who would visit Lady Tsunade deep in the night?
Probably Jiraiya, always pestering her?
With doubt, Shizune slid open the room door.
“Eh?!” An unexpected person made Shizune’s eyes widen: “Uchiha Ikeizumi?”
“Hm? Uchiha Ikeizumi?”
Tsunade in the room lifted her droopy eyelids, surprise flashing: “Hey, justice kid, why are you here? Wait, that little girl in your arms…”
Tsunade vaguely realized something, adjusting her slouchy, somewhat revealing posture.
Her brows furrowed: “She wouldn’t be?”
“Kazuki Sarutobi and Megumi Sarutobi’s daughter.” Uchiha Ikeizumi said: “The harm her father caused her, she never told her mother. The wounds have worsened severely.”
“…Hoo!” Tsunade exhaled alcohol breath, expression serious: “Put her down. I’ll heal her. When she wakes, I’ll see if I can counsel her. If not, I can take her as a disciple to keep her by my side. Over time, maybe erase her trauma for a healthy body and mind.”
Uchiha Ikeizumi said: “I’ve already given her a beautiful dream. When she wakes, she won’t remember that memory.”
Tsunade was stunned: “Like those kids on Tanzaku Street?”
“Yes.” Uchiha Ikeizumi gently set Sakurako Sarutobi down.
Tsunade was silent half a second: “If the Uchiha Clan’s Sharingan illusion techniques were all used like yours, the Uchiha Clan’s reputation in Konoha would see a huge turnaround.”
Shizune beside her then realized the situation.
She hurriedly said: “Lady Tsunade, let me handle it. Your hemophobia might…”
“No need.”
Tsunade’s eyes clouded over. She uncovered the thin quilt on Sakurako Sarutobi, breathing in the faint smell of severely festering wounds.
With some indescribable mood, as Uchiha Ikeizumi closed his eyes and turned, her trembling hands gently removed the sleeping Sakurako Sarutobi’s pajama pants.
“The wounds… are stuck to the fabric.”
Tsunade’s hands shook.
Her voice shook.
“Shizune…” Tsunade bit her lower lip hard, voice low and trembling: “Get my medical kit.”
“Lady Tsunade…” Shizune noticed Tsunade’s hemophobia acting up badly, at risk of worsening.
“Hurry!”
Tsunade’s tone sharpened.
“Yes!”
…
“Lord Ikeizumi?” Kijiro clearly noticed the solemn killing intent in Lord Ikeizumi’s eyes as he slowly opened them.
But the killing intent wasn’t aimed at Tsunade or Shizune, but at the ninja world’s irredeemable sins.
“It’s fine.”
The killing intent faded from Uchiha Ikeizumi’s eyes, his face returning to normal.
Only when few people were around to watch him did his face show obvious emotional fluctuation, even if just a flash.
He lightly stepped out, slid the door shut, and left the inn.
But then.
Suddenly sensing something, Uchiha Ikeizumi shifted his gaze left, seeing a short figure in Anbu Ninja garb on a telephone pole twenty meters to his left.
A pair of red three-tomoe Sharingan eyes locked dead on Uchiha Ikeizumi.
“Uchiha Itachi…”
Kijiro beside him narrowed its eyes, back arching with fur bristling, ready to pounce at any movement.
“Lord Ikeizumi, this guy isn’t here to pick a fight, is he?”
Kijiro said: “His eyes really annoy the cat!”
“That’s the look for an enemy.” Uchiha Ikeizumi’s gaze clashed with Uchiha Itachi’s in midair, indifferently: “My actions tonight probably ‘threatened’ his beloved Konoha in his eyes. But he won’t stir trouble tonight—someone’s watching him.”
As soon as he spoke.
Uchiha Itachi, staring from the pole, seemed to sense it too.
He turned in shock to the right, seeing Uchiha Fugaku standing in the alley.
Uchiha Itachi frowned slightly.
“Father?”
Fugaku took a deep breath, not hiding, walking out openly and looking up to advise Uchiha Itachi: “Itachi, don’t put the Uchiha Clan in danger. If you clash with Ikeizumi, the battle’s aftermath could affect many innocent villagers. If you truly love the village, would you want that?”
“This won’t save Konoha—it’ll put it in greater danger. That’s… not what you want, right? Right, Itachi?”
Itachi fell silent. Actually, he didn’t know why he came to find Uchiha Ikeizumi.
He just instinctively felt the other threatened the Hokage and Konoha.
Hostility naturally welled up inside him.
“I understand.” Uchiha Itachi murmured.
—Can’t kill Uchiha Ikeizumi in Konoha; the commotion might exceed expectations. To oppose him, at least outside Konoha. Emulate Sarutobi Asuma’s plan, not Shimura Danzo’s.
Such thoughts flashed in Uchiha Itachi’s mind.
Fugaku’s words meant one thing, but filtered through Uchiha Itachi’s subjective heart, became another.
Uchiha Itachi deeply glanced at Uchiha Ikeizumi nearby.
His body “poofed” apart.
Turning into countless black crows.
Vanishing instantly.
Fugaku sighed in relief. He didn’t want Itachi, before achieving his “caliber,” to face unforeseeable consequences from opposing Ikeizumi, preventing that “caliber.”
Looks like… Itachi still listens. He’s still the child I’m most proud of.
Then, Fugaku looked at Uchiha Ikeizumi twenty meters away.
His eyes very complex.
Fugaku’s voice wasn’t loud, but clear in the silent night to Uchiha Ikeizumi: “Ikeizumi, can I ask you a question? I’ll leave after.”
Recalling how Uchiha Ikeizumi had countless times ignored him as clan leader and walked away without a word.
Fugaku immediately asked: “How… do you always gain the upper hand against the Hokage and them, without giving them any reason to act against you?”
The rushed time forced his blunt doubt.
Uchiha Ikeizumi glanced at him: “By asking that question, you’ll never get the answer.”
Fugaku was stunned: “Why…”
“As Uchiha Clan Leader, your deep lack of confidence; the inferiority from your soul when facing the Third Hokage and others; your outrageously wavering stance; retreating and slacking under pressure; throwing a four-year-old child into battle—ununderstandable behavior…”
Uchiha Ikeizumi coldly pointed out flaw after flaw, leaving Fugaku stunned and unable to retort.
He continued: “You, who don’t even know how to be a qualified father or Uchiha Clan Leader, want the answer to your question?”
“You should learn how to be human, how to build correct morals. My advice: go back to Ninja Academy and retake six years.”
“Not seek answers from me.”
“Oh right…” Uchiha Ikeizumi added: “Best bring Uchiha Itachi. That neurotic illiterate needs six years of culture classes even more.”
Fugaku: “…”
…
…
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《Teaching in Naruto, System Says I’m Tsunade’s Student》
Synopsis:
Kitazawa, a bland chunin traverser with no standout traits, teaches at Konoha Ninja Academy to survive to the finale.
Until age 21, a problematic system arrived.
【Host is over six years old. Strongest Hokage Training System activated.】
【Mission: Apprentice under Tsunade, become new Sannin with classmates Naruto and Sasuke.】
“What retarded system? I’m 21, Naruto and Sasuke are my students—how do I apprentice under Tsunade? Answer me!”
【Mission reward: Sealing Yin.】
“System, you win! I’m the genius who just turned six! Deep blue add points! Show me your limits!”
