"The clan leader is stepping down?!" He exclaimed, his voice laced with a mixture of surprise and disbelief.
He was visibly stunned when he heard the news from Ookami, his expression a mix of shock and bewilderment.
The current Uchiha clan leader is indeed quite old.
If he remembers correctly, the next Uchiha clan leader is supposed to be Uchiha Fugaku.
"The clan leader is stepping down!? Really?!" an Uchiha ninja exclaimed, his voice laced with a mix of disbelief and curiosity.
"Of course it's true! My father used to be the clan leader's bodyguard," Ookami replied confidently, his tone unwavering.
"The clan leader personally asked my father to support Fugaku as the next clan leader," Ookami revealed, a hint of pride in his voice.
"I heard it myself," Ookami added, his expression resolute, leaving no room for doubt.
"What!? Fugaku!? Ugh! What makes that guy qualified to be the clan leader..." an Uchiha ninja scoffed, his voice dripping with disdain, his expression twisted in disapproval.
"Yeah, if we're choosing a new clan leader, it should be Shiroha-sama..." another ninja chimed in, his words met with enthusiastic nods from those around him.
"Shiroha-sama, we support you as the clan leader..." one ninja declared, their voice filled with fervent support.
"Yes! We support Shiroha-sama..." everyone else shouted in agreement, filling the room with their voices.
"..." Shiroha, caught in the center of this sudden outburst, remained silent, his expression unreadable, a silent observer to the unfolding scene.
Fugaku, like Shiroha, is part of the new generation of the Uchiha clan.
However, unlike Shiroha's radicalism, Fugaku is a sheep, someone brainwashed by the so-called Will of Fire.
No matter what he does, it's always based on the Will of Fire.
While it seems noble, it ultimately harms the interests of the Uchiha clan in every way.
Many members of the Uchiha clan look down on Fugaku.
As for Shiroha, he also holds Fugaku in low regard.
As the leader of the Uchiha clan, he actually protected the Konoha Council at all times, suppressed the Uchiha clan, and raised a mentally ill son.
He clearly activated the Mangekyō Sharingan, but kept it hidden and unused until his death.
He watched as the Uchiha clan was destroyed without doing anything.
Is that really the leader of the Uchiha clan?
He wondered if he was a puppet controlled by the Hokage.
No matter what, he would never let Fugaku become the clan leader. He couldn't let that happen. He made up his mind, making a silent promise to himself.
"Okay, now's not the time for this..." He replied, his tone laced with a hint of weariness, his hand waving dismissively. He clearly wasn't interested in being the clan leader right now, he had other things on his mind.
Being the clan leader and all the stuff that comes with it doesn't mean anything.
In the Naruto world, power is everything.
Therefore, his current priority is to enhance his strength as quickly as possible.
For him, the fastest way to improve his strength is to collect negative energy.
He hoped to get a little more negative energy today.
"Start patrolling..." He instructed, his voice carrying a hint of authority.
"Hai, Shiroha-sama!" the assembled ninjas responded in unison.
He waved his hand, his signal a silent command, and the police force began their patrol.
When they reached the commercial street, countless merchants felt relieved upon seeing Shiroha and his team, greeting them with smiles.
Even though he collected their protection fees, he also sent the police force to protect them.
Therefore, due to Shiroha and his team's presence, virtually no one dares to cause trouble in their stores.
It's even said that many merchants will proactively send money to seek his protection.
Why?
It's simple.
Do you really think everyone in Konoha is a good person?
In other words, do you think everyone in the village is like Naruto, always ready to forgive their enemies?
Of course not.
Especially for a ninja, it's incredibly easy to deal with ordinary people.
They can even make it seem like there's no evidence left behind.
"Captain Shiroha, Captain Shiroha!"
a voice called out, breaking through the quiet of the patrol.
An Uchiha clan ninja hurried towards him, his expression grave, a sense of urgency in his stride.
"What's going on? What happened!" He questioned, his voice a mix of curiosity and annoyance.
"There's a ninja causing trouble at the weapons shop in Area 7." the ninja reported, his face solemn, his words carrying a weight of concern.
"Well... causing trouble." He responded, his tone laced with a hint of irritation, his patience wearing thin.
"Do you really need to tell me this?" he said, his voice laced with a touch of sarcasm, a hint of disapproval evident in his words.
"Just handle it directly." He instructed without hesitation, his voice firm and authoritative.
He has collected protection fees, and since he has collected them, these businesses are under the protection of the Police Force.
"Well... the troublemaker is in trouble this time," the ninja said, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"It's Sarutobi Shinnosuke..." the ninja explained quickly, his words carrying a weight of significance.
"Huh?... Sarutobi Shinnosuke? The Hokage's son?!" He exclaimed in surprise, his eyebrows rising in disbelief.
The eldest son of the Third Hokage, and the future father of Konohamaru, he couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity.
"Let's go... take me to him," He instructed, his tone firm, his curiosity outweighing any reservations he may have had about dealing with the Hokage's son.
Area 7 wasn't that far away, and he was eager to see for himself what sort of trouble the Hokage's son had gotten himself into.
At that moment, an arrogant young man was trying to force the shop owner to sell him something.
"Hey, boss!" the young man called out, his voice laced with a condescending tone.
"I want your iron ingot," the young man demanded, his gaze fixed on the item behind the counter, his arrogance palpable.
"Cheaper! Just one thousand," the young man insisted, not taking no for an answer, looking at the shop owner with a demanding stare.
This arrogant young man was Sarutobi Shinnosuke, the eldest son of the Third Hokage.
"Sir, the price you offered is too low..." The shop owner stated, sounding hesitant, and his face betrayed his discomfort.
"This is chakra metal..." The shop owner explained, sounding annoyed, emphasizing how valuable the item was.
"It's decided, whether it's less or more." the young guy retorted, sounding confident, not backing down.
"This is one thousand Ryō. Give me the iron ingot right now," he demanded, his voice carrying an air of finality.
"This is a gift for my brother," the young guy added, dripping with self-importance, showing how privileged he was.
"My father, the Hokage, will also be very happy," Shinnosuke stated, directly mentioning his father, hoping to intimidate the shop owner with his family name.
Hearing this, the shop owner's face looked really annoyed, his eyes narrowed in anger, and he was getting more frustrated with every second.
Just as the weapons store owner was caught in a dilemma, he walked up from a distance, looking at Shinnosuke, with a serious expression and a harsh, commanding voice.
"Are you the one causing trouble here?"
Hearing this, Shinnosuke turned to face him, frowning when he saw the Uchiha clan symbol on Shiroha's shirt, and his eyes narrowed in annoyance.
"A member of the Uchiha clan?" Shinnosuke said, his voice laced with a hint of disdain, his arrogance fading for a moment.
[Ding, feeling the disgust from Sarutobi Shinnosuke, +10 negative energy, chakra +5]
The system's prompt sound elicited a smile from him, his lips curving into a subtle, satisfied smirk.
He really needed negative energy, and he didn't expect Shinnosuke, this easy target, to come to him, a lucky encounter that promised a lot of negativity.
Since this easy target was there, how could he let him go?
Just as Shinnosuke was about to speak, he raised his hand and slapped him.
Smack!
A stinging hand print appeared on Shinnosuke's left cheek, the force of the blow sending a wave of shock through him.
"Ah... You dare to hit me!" Shinnosuke exclaimed, his voice a mix of shock and outrage, his eyes widening in disbelief.
"My father is the Third Hokage, I won't let you get away with this!" Shinnosuke threatened, his voice laced with a sense of entitlement, his arrogance momentarily shaken, but not extinguished.
Whap!
He slapped him again, this time even louder, the sound of the slap echoing through the shop, silencing the stunned onlookers.