"I thought I had already grown up."
Shisui, standing at 1.8 meters tall, silently measured the 30-meter-tall Susanoo of Itsuki.
"Alright, alright!"
Zongyi stepped forward, trying to ease the tension, saying, "Itsuki, the battle is over. You've won."
He had to intervene.
Fugaku and Itachi were both recovering after a brutal beating.
Shisui's Susanoo had also been shattered, and his breathing was uneven.
Not everyone is Madara, who could just summon another Susanoo after having one destroyed.
While the broken Susanoo didn't cause them severe injuries, it was still uncomfortable.
Itsuki turned his head, surprised, looking at Zongyi with a strange expression.
Zongyi clenched his fist tightly.
No need for more words—I understand what you're implying.
Sorry, no Mangekyō Sharingan here!
"From now on..." Itsuki pointed at Fugaku and Itachi, saying, "I'm the leader of the Uchiha. Got a problem with that? All Uchiha must follow my orders. Understood?"
Fugaku's face darkened. "What are you up to now?"
Noticing Itsuki's strange expression, Fugaku immediately shouted, "If you dare mention my wife again, I'll fight you to the death!"
Oh, a threat?
I like that!
Itsuki chuckled.
He took a step forward and said, "Come on, Fugaku! If you don't fight me, I'll lose all respect for you. Come on, I'll even give you one hand!"
Fugaku's face turned pitch-black.
If I could beat you, even letting you live for one more minute would be disrespectful to nature.
But the problem is—I can't beat you!
"Big brother Itsuki!" Itachi sighed in resignation. "We've already surrendered."
Itsuki glanced at him and sneered, "Itachi, you're not behaving now, huh? Tsk, tsk. Only a few days as vice-chief and you're already giving up? When I say I'm the boss of the Uchiha, I mean it. Got it?"
"Alright, everyone come over here! Let's have a meeting!"
Itsuki clapped his hands, dismissing his Susanoo.
Everyone gathered quietly.
In any place, strength determines authority.
That's why Itsuki insisted on this fight.
One reason was that he felt uneasy and wanted to fight. The other reason was to make these proud Uchiha submit.
Judging by the results, it worked great!
The six of them stood in a circle.
They were the strongest among the Uchiha, the decision-makers.
They decided the fate of the Uchiha clan.
They were about to discuss the future direction of the Uchiha.
"There are five Mangekyō Sharingan within the clan. I'm pleased. You haven't let me down. Even if I leave, I can face the ancestors of the Uchiha with pride."
Itsuki's eyes grew misty.
Hearing this overly mature remark, even the gray-haired Zongyi and Shisui struggled to keep a straight face.
Fugaku muttered to himself, *With someone like you as the leader of the Uchiha, I can't face the ancestors of the clan.*
Itsuki's expression turned serious as he said, "Therefore..."
"Uchiha Itsuki!"
A deep voice interrupted.
Space twisted, and a figure wearing an orange mask appeared—Tobi.
As soon as he arrived, he stumbled.
Damn, why is there water here?
Tobi looked irritated.
He had found Itsuki through Zetsu's spores.
Itsuki had been with Akatsuki for so long, there was no way Zetsu hadn't planted spores on him.
He didn't care where Itsuki was.
It didn't matter.
With Kamui, no one could stop him.
Ever since he caused the Nine-Tails incident in Konoha years ago, Tobi felt invincible.
So, after confirming Itsuki's location, Tobi warped over directly.
He looked up at Itsuki, ready to speak, but froze.
His eyes widened in shock.
His eyeballs seemed ready to pop out of their sockets.
What he saw were several pairs of Sharingan—and not just any Sharingan.
Mangekyō Sharingan!?
Impossible...
Tobi started silently counting, "One, two, three, four, five..."
Five pairs of Mangekyō Sharingan!?
Damn, am I dreaming?
Daydreaming?
Tobi's pupils contracted to the extreme, and his three tomoe nearly disappeared.
Then...
*Whoosh!*
Without thinking, Tobi immediately activated Kamui and fled.
His instincts were spot on.
Just after he left, a barrage of attacks came his way.
*Boom!*
A huge explosion rang out.
In the aftermath, Zetsu appeared.
And then... there was no "and then."
He was wiped out before he could react.
Zetsu, dead.
...
"What just happened? Who was that?" Fugaku lowered his hand from the attack, hesitating.
"Who knows!" Itsuki shrugged. "He clearly wasn't a good guy. He barged into Uchiha territory out of nowhere. Of course, we had to kill him."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
When the masked man appeared, they were all stunned. Then, when they saw Itsuki attack, they instinctively followed suit.
After all, they had five Mangekyō Sharingan!
If this information got out, the Third Hokage would lose his mind.
There's no way they'd hesitate.
This was also why they attacked without second thoughts.
This secret had to be kept. Even unreliable Uchiha Jonin would be considered for temporary detention.
"Alright, let's continue!" Itsuki activated his Mangekyō, scanning the area to make sure Tobi had left. He sighed in frustration.
If only...
He really wanted to finish him off!
Unfortunately, Tobi was too good at running.
Kamui is so powerful that even the Fourth Hokage's Flying Thunder God technique would be useless against it.
Tobi had his own little dimension, after all.
...
*Whoosh!*
In Kamui's space, Tobi slammed heavily into the ground, rolling a few times before coming to a stop.
He had fled so quickly that it was almost reckless.
If he wasn't already familiar with Kamui, he might have torn himself apart.
But in Kamui's space, he was alone, so there was no embarrassment.
Plus...
Just moments ago, he genuinely felt like if he had been any slower, he would have died.
*Whoosh!*
Another figure appeared.
Only Tobi or Zetsu could enter Kamui's space.
Tobi looked up, stunned. "Black Zetsu? What happened to White Zetsu?"
The Black Zetsu, normally cocoon-like with White Zetsu, was now a lump.
"White Zetsu is dead!" Black Zetsu roared angrily, glaring at Tobi. "What did you do? You went to find Uchiha Itsuki, right? Why were there so many attacks?"
Both Zetsu and Tobi had gone to find Itsuki.
Tobi's Kamui was faster, so he arrived first.
Then Zetsu arrived.
But the moment Zetsu got there, a barrage of attacks hit.
Zetsu was utterly confused, thinking, *Tobi got me into this mess!*
Black Zetsu, being more resilient, narrowly escaped.
But White Zetsu wasn't so lucky.
He didn't even have time to react before being obliterated.
Black Zetsu was going mad.
That wasn't just a clone; that was the real White Zetsu!
And now... dead!
Who could handle this?
Black Zetsu stared at Tobi, his expression verging on hysteria.
White Zetsu had been like a brother to him!
But inwardly, Tobi breathed a sigh of relief: *I was right! Thank goodness I reacted quickly. If I had stayed, I'd be dead right now. What would've happened to my grand plan?*
Faced with five pairs of Mangekyō, no matter how confident Tobi was, he knew he couldn't win.
Any slower, and he'd be beaten senseless!
Even thinking about it, Tobi's legs trembled.
How did the Uchiha manage to have five pairs of Mangekyō?
What have they been eating?
(End of chapter)