Naruto: This Uchiha is too Evil - Chapter 63
Shiratori’s companion impatiently waved his hand, saying, “If you’re angry, take it out on Itsuki, not us.”
“Do I dare?” Shiratori was even more furious. He had almost been strangled and then nearly shaken to death. He would have to be crazy to seek out Itsuki actively. The other guy wouldn’t kill him, but a thorough beating would be inevitable. Only a fool would willingly get themselves beaten up.
Hoping for Itsuki to show mercy? You should expect the sun to rise from the north.
“Damn,” his companion was at a loss for words. Your logic is so damn righteous that I don’t even know how to respond. They’re not fools; they naturally understood Itsuki’s intention. There were very few fools among the Uchiha. They had also noticed the hidden killing intent within the Konoha Police Force, a method of gradually isolating the Uchiha from Konoha.
Over time, the Uchiha and the village would slowly become people of two different worlds. But did the proud Uchiha care? They considered themselves superior, already living in a different world from the rest of Konoha. So, even though they knew the founder of the Konoha Police Force, the Second Hokage Tobirama Senju, harbored ill intentions, they did not back down. They were determined to prove their worth.
Itsuki’s recent actions were meant to force the Uchiha to admit their mistakes. You can enforce the law, but you cannot humiliate people. What impression do you leave on the other Konoha villagers about the Uchiha by publicly stepping on a Konoha ninja? Turning a right action into a wrong one.
So, when Shiratori admitted his mistake, Itsuki ‘heeded advice’ and left. They didn’t know Whether Fugaku was looking for Itsuki, but getting Itsuki to go was the right move. Being scolded by the clan leader was better than being tormented by Itsuki.
“However…” Shiratori shook his head, grabbed the ninja he had stepped on, and said quietly, “Itsuki’s strength is increasing.”
Just now, he had thought of fighting back but was suppressed silently by Itsuki.
“Of course, he even beat up Danzo.” The Uchiha couldn’t help but laugh, dragging the ninja away. To the Uchiha, the most satisfying thing was beating up Danzo.
As for what just happened, if you have the guts, go take it up with Itsuki. Being beaten by someone younger than you, what are you going to do, tell your parents?
In the shadows, a few ANBU ninjas exchanged curious glances before leaving. They were unsure how to report what had just happened. Itsuki’s recent actions reminded them of someone—a bushy-browed individual who repeatedly applied to join the ANBU.
“Perfectly resolved. Even the system was surprised. The rewards were generous.”
Mission: Prevent the Uchiha’s atrocities and resolve the matter!
Mission accomplished!
Mission reward: Flying Thunder God technique improvement!
[Flying Thunder God: 38% ? 40%]
“Indeed, Lord Guy is amazing. By mimicking him, I managed to stun the Uchiha.” “That tearful rampage is truly unstoppable.” “Perfect!” “Moreover!” “I should do more tasks unrelated to strength, the rewards are rich.”
After returning from Amegakure, he completed a series of tasks, increasing his Flying Thunder God technique to 38%. But just by handling this incident in Konoha, it increased to 40%!
Itsuki leisurely walked towards Fugaku’s house. He was speechless about the Uchiha’s behavior. Knowing it was wrong yet still doing it, was that pride? That was stupidity!
That ‘Kaneki’ was even laughing? Kid, you’re far from the level of the Mad Laugh. At least reach the Mangekyo Sharingan first!
Itsuki silently entered Fugaku’s house. Fugaku was sipping tea, having just dealt with a pile of clan matters, and now taking a break. Suddenly, his eyes gleamed with a cold smile. Who dares to trespass in the Uchiha clan leader’s home? Someone must die to remind the outside world that the Uchiha clan leader’s authority should not be challenged.
Once known as the Fearsome Eyes in the shinobi world! Hmph! That bastard Itsuki tarnished this title. Fugaku’s fingers itched for action.
“Bang!” The door was suddenly kicked open, and a scroll was thrown in. Fugaku dodged and formed hand seals to counterattack.
“Bang!” The scroll unfurled, and countless explosive tags poured out, filling the room instantly. Fugaku, with nowhere to escape, was buried in them.
“Ahhhh!!!” Seeing the endless explosive tags, Fugaku felt a chill and released a distorted scream. My life is over!
Outside, Itsuki exhaled a long breath upon hearing the scream. How satisfying! After a tiring trip, returning to see such upsetting things was all Fugaku’s fault for being a useless clan leader. Who else should I deal with if I don’t deal with you? I used 2.5 million explosive tags! You won’t be accepting them with a smile.
Feeling content, Itsuki returned to the crematorium. He opened the best coffin and lay inside, ready to sleep. Kurenai and Pakura were away; who knows where they went? Itsuki’s house had been blown up and was being rebuilt. Where else could he go but the crematorium? After traveling back and forth, fighting several battles, and constantly completing tasks, what else was there to do but sleep?
It was summer, and the coffin was cool inside. Partially closing the lid could even block the light! Unknowingly, Itsuki fell asleep.
Outside, a masked figure watched the crematorium with a strange expression. After thinking for a moment, he got up and entered. On the left is a row of coffins. On the right, a row of urns. In the middle a picture. What was it depicting?
The ANBU agent tilted his head, a bit confused. A horizontal line, two vertical lines, a bend in the middle, with a few strokes beside it. It looked like a little person with a mustache and two little tails… What was this? But… this place felt eerie. The ANBU agent felt uneasy.
This was a bustling area, but inside the crematorium, it felt like another world—silent—absolutely silent. This was a world without sound. The sudden silence made one hear one’s own heartbeat. Powerful ninjas could even feel their blood flowing. A special barrier? No, it couldn’t be that simple!
The ANBU, masked and cautious, couldn’t help but feel a bit scared. “Thud!” Suddenly, a dull sound. The ANBU already had a kunai in hand.
“Ugh!” A strange sound echoed. It seemed like someone was crying, wailing, and screaming. What was it? A trap left by Itsuki?
The ANBU held his breath.
“Damn it!” At that moment, a heartrending shout echoed. Itsuki suddenly jumped out of the coffin, frantically rubbing his head, and roared, “No one told me that sleeping in a coffin could lead to head-banging!” “Damn it!”
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