"Enough."

"I have my own plans for this matter."

"Stay outside the village for now. When I become Hokage, I'll bring you back."

Fugaku's thinking was simple—if the Uchiha clan could gain enough prestige on the battlefield this time, they could return and pressure the Third Hokage into stepping down, allowing him to become the Fifth Hokage in one decisive move.

This way, their clan wouldn't suffer heavy casualties, and they could take control of the village.

Most importantly…

By doing this, he could find a way to reconcile with his eldest son and avoid a father-son confrontation.

Besides, Konoha was the result of the joint efforts of the Uchiha and Senju clans. To suddenly talk about leaving now…

Why?

After so many years, after so many Uchiha ancestors had sacrificed themselves on the battlefield—how could they just walk away?

Fugaku glanced at his six-year-old son, thinking the child was still too young to understand politics.

Everything the boy had just said—he hadn't taken any of it seriously.

Right now, he just wanted the kid to stay safe outside the village, avoid trouble, and not get snatched up by opportunistic figures in the Shinobi World.

Kaito took a deep breath, silently cursing his stubborn father in his heart, but didn't push further.

He understood that his old man was like a gambler holding a good hand—determined to win it all back in one go.

No matter how reasonable his words were, there was no way he could persuade the Uchiha clan head, who was dead set on becoming Hokage.

The two sat in silence for over ten minutes, the atmosphere growing increasingly awkward.

"I… I'll go see Sasuke."

"No!!!"

The moment Kaito spoke, Fugaku's sharp refusal echoed through the cramped chamber, ringing in his ears.

He had never seen his father lose his composure like this before.

Standing up and taking a few steps back, Kaito eyed his sweating father suspiciously. "Wait…"

"Fugaku, are you hiding something from me?"

Hearing his own name from his son's mouth again, Fugaku's blood pressure spiked.

But more than that, he was worried the boy might discover the truth about his "death."

If that happened, the kid might stubbornly stay in the village and disrupt his plans.

At this thought, Fugaku wiped his sweat even more frantically.

"I've spoiled you too much!"

"And another thing—"

"Don't go see your brother. He doesn't want to see you right now."

"Now! Get out of the village!"

Growing impatient, Fugaku began pushing his son toward the exit.

"Fine."

Kaito remembered how he had left without saying goodbye, and Sasuke's furious expression flashed through his mind.

As for his father's sweating…

Well, he figured it was just a normal thing for men of a certain age—their bodies weren't what they used to be.With the dawn breaking brightly over Konoha, he left dozens of scrolls in his backpack before teleporting out of the village after finishing his tasks.

The conversation between father and son hadn't gone smoothly, and Kaito hadn't shared everything with his father.

For example…

The Uchiha ancestor he had dug up.

If the old-timers in the clan found out about this, they'd definitely start shouting and clamoring, following the example of their predecessors by treating the ancestor as a weapon.

At that point, forget whether the Uchiha would be driven out by the village—they'd probably be wiped out by the ancestor first.

Moreover, as the ancestor's last disciple, doing something like this would be downright inhuman.

"This…."

"Where did this kid get so much money?!"

Inside the secret chamber, Fugaku opened one of the seals and was stunned when he saw the mountain of cash piled up, his gaze shifting to the remaining scrolls in disbelief.

"Huh?!"

Then he looked up at the spot where his son had been standing moments ago, his brows furrowing tightly in confusion.

"Just now… that kid didn't use the Reverse Summoning Technique, did he?"

Though his son had only been away from the village for 20 days, the secrets surrounding him seemed to be multiplying.

Not only had he awakened the Three Tomoe, but he'd also amassed a fortune.

At this thought, Fugaku suddenly recalled Kaito's strikingly handsome face, and a flicker of worry crossed his mind.

"This kid…."

"He wouldn't have been taken in by some noble outside, would he?"

After a long pause, Fugaku rubbed his temples, secretly stashing away the sealed scrolls Kaito had brought back, shaking his head and sighing as he left the chamber.

Meanwhile, Kaito, having just left the village, immediately rushed back to the inn in the Land of Fire.

There, Uchiha Hikari sat at the table, flipping through the books Kaito had bought for her. While catching up on major events over the years, she didn't miss the chance to mock her last disciple.

"Just Tsukuyomi."

"And you're still recovering after all this time?"

Kaito closed the door behind him and played along with his ancestor's remark.

"Yes, yes."

"Your strength is extraordinary, Ancestor. Even at my full power, I can hardly match you. No one in the Shinobi World could last a single round against you."

Creak—

Hikari's toes curled in embarrassment at his words, the sound practically audible.

After spending so many days together, she could tell the little brat was mocking her.

"Shut up."

Hikari hurled the book in her hand at him, then turned with utmost seriousness. "With your strength…."

"In my era, you wouldn't have even lived past 12."

Hearing this, Kaito shrugged.

Forget the Warring States period.

If things had gone according to the original timeline, he probably wouldn't have survived past eight during the Uchiha massacre.

"What kind of attitude is that?!"

Seeing his indifferent expression, Hikari flew into a rage. Though she had no experience taking disciples, she still wanted this kid to strive to survive in this world.

Even if he'd shown decent combat prowess today, it didn't mean he could take on the world.

"You, come here."

Hikari rolled up her sleeve, revealing the dense black seal markings on her arm.

But before she could speak, Kaito stepped forward with an exaggerated look of shock and loudly exclaimed,

"What?!"

"Ancestor! You're actually going to teach me the secrets of sealing arts?!"

"This is too preciou—"

Bam—

Hikari's whip-like kick sent both him and her sandal flying into the wall.

"Go die!!!""Craving Tsukuyomi again, are you?!"

Facing this disciple who occasionally spouted unbearably embarrassing remarks, Uchiha Hikari felt her sanity crumbling.

Yet, Kaito, embedded in the wall, wore a gratified smile.

[Ding—]

[Task Triggered: Ancestor's Legacy]

[Task: Your extraordinary talent has once again astonished the clan ancestor. She has decided to teach you Talisman Arts. Train under the ancestor for one month.]

[Reward: Talisman Arts (Beginner)]

The Uchiha matriarch is invincible!!

Seeing the system prompt pop up again, Kaito felt like his great-grandmother was a treasure trove of unimaginable depth.

He couldn't even fathom what kind of heaven-defying rewards he might reap if he kept milking her.

Meanwhile, to Hikari, Kaito—who had just taken a kick from her—was now grinning like an idiot, reigniting her fury.

"Get down! I'll take you outside to learn Ninjutsu!"

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