In Konoha, at the Hokage's office.
The evening sun cast a blood-red hue, and the sunset glowed like fire.
"Greetings, Third Hokage!" Uchiha Akira greeted as he met the Third Hokage.
"Uchiha Akira, haha, seeing you is like seeing the future hope of Konoha!" The Third Hokage's face lit up with a cheerful smile as he spoke to Akira.
Indeed, the name of this young genius had already echoed throughout the ninja world. At just seven years old, Akira, a possessor of the three-tomoe Sharingan, was already being hailed as Konoha's number one prodigy.
So, the Third Hokage's praise was not unwarranted.
However, if Akira were an ordinary seven-year-old child, such high praise from the Hokage would surely have left him speechless with excitement.
But inside, Akira could only muster a cold, mocking smile.
The so-called Will of Fire was nothing more than a tool the Third Hokage used to brainwash the entire village of Konoha.
In Akira's mind, the Third Hokage had long been equated with a smiling fox—a hypocrite.
Still, despite the clarity of his thoughts, Akira maintained a facade of joy, as though he were genuinely thrilled by the Hokage's compliments.
"Uchiha Akira, I've heard that you possess a sort of prophetic ability, that you can see glimpses of the future? It's said you were able to warn about Orochimaru's attack a day in advance, allowing you to escape unscathed?" After thoroughly praising Akira, the Third Hokage shifted the conversation to inquire about Akira's prophetic abilities.
"This ability is entirely random, not something I can control at will," Akira replied, shaking his head with feigned helplessness, already prepared with his response.
"Have you seen any other visions? Can you share them with me?" The Third Hokage asked, his tone casual as if they were merely chatting.
"Well..." Akira hesitated, allowing a hint of uncertainty to show on his face.
Sometimes, acting requires a degree of authenticity.
If he were too eager to divulge everything without hesitation, the Third Hokage might actually become suspicious.
"Is there something you can't tell me?" The Third Hokage probed, his voice gently coaxing.
"No, it's not that I don't want to..." Akira quickly shook his head and said, "The visions I see are few and far between."
"For example, I saw the Hokage Rock, and the Fifth Hokage's statue was that of a woman."
"Another vision showed Orochimaru attacking the village."
"And lastly, I saw a person with purple eyes featuring six concentric circles."
"That's all I've seen," Akira explained.
These were the pieces of information Akira had carefully considered and decided were safe to share.
"The Fifth Hokage is a woman? It seems Tsunade will indeed become the Fifth Hokage. That does make sense."
"Orochimaru attacking the village? That sounds like something he would do. Sigh."
"And the last one—purple eyes with six concentric rings? Could that be the legendary Rinnegan? Does such an eye truly exist?"
Hearing Akira's description of the future, the Third Hokage was deeply shaken. Although the information was limited, each piece was incredibly significant.
"What about the future of the Uchiha? Did you see what happens to the Uchiha clan?" The Third Hokage asked, taking a deep breath to steady himself, his voice calm as he posed the question.
"No, I haven't seen anything about that," Akira responded, shaking his head.
Had nothing been seen?
Or was it that the Uchiha had already vanished in the future, leaving nothing to be seen?
The Third Hokage wondered to himself, still keeping a warm and friendly demeanor as he continued to chat with Akira, encouraging him and filling him with the ideology of the Will of Fire.
He spoke of how Konoha's future rested on Akira's shoulders, among other motivational words.
Akira, of course, played along, pretending to be deeply moved by the Hokage's words.
After about half an hour of conversation, the Third Hokage finally waved his hand, indicating that Akira could leave.
"Goodbye, Third Hokage!" Akira said earnestly, bowing respectfully before leaving the Hokage's office.
By the time he stepped outside, the sky had already darkened.
The Uchiha clan's territory was located on the outskirts of Konoha.
After walking for about half an hour through the bustling areas of the village, Akira suddenly noticed a figure moving swiftly through the night, using the Body Flicker Technique to leave.
Akira's eyes narrowed, and his three-tomoe Sharingan activated.
The figure was carrying a young girl on their shoulder.
That girl looked very familiar—wasn't it Keiko?
Akira's expression darkened immediately, and without hesitation, he followed after them.
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