Mu's Unsolicited Diligence

After dinner, Renye stood up and headed toward his room without even saying a word.

Maybe it was the original body's personality acting up—Renye couldn't bring himself to grovel at Tobirama Senju's feet.

On the contrary, he instinctively loathed the man.

After all, the original body's parents had died at the hands of the Senju Clan!

The hatred between them was the very root of the two clans' war.

Seeing this, Tobirama Senju's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Brat, can't you wash the dishes?"

Renye waved a hand dismissively without even turning his head:

"Uncle, your cooking is so terrible, and you want me to wash your dishes? Dream on!"

Tobirama Senju instantly bristled, losing his usual calm, and roared, "Brat, what do you mean by that!"

He admitted his cooking wasn't great, but it wasn't that bad either—this brat was definitely picking a fight!

The Uchiha Clan were the worst, even the little ones!

Renye turned his head, looking at the man's furious expression with a helpless face:

"Alright, alright, I'll wash the dishes today, okay?"

His tone was like coaxing a child.

He'd just said it offhand—why did the guy have to get so worked up?

A grown man like that, and he still couldn't control his temper...

Tobirama Senju: "???"

He stared blankly as Renye picked up the bowls and chopsticks from the table and headed to the kitchen, replaying Renye's words in his mind over and over.

After a long moment, he snapped out of it, watching Renye's small figure busying itself in the kitchen with a mix of embarrassment and irritation.

He, Tobirama Senju, had just been comforted by a brat?!

The sink was a bit high, and Renye's pitiful height of only one meter two couldn't reach it at all—he had to stand on a chair just to wash the dishes properly.

That was the real reason he didn't want to wash them...

Renye finished the dishes, dried his hands with a towel, and walked into the living room.

By then, Tobirama Senju was pretending to read a book.

He'd been watching Renye's movements the whole time.

When Renye came in, he didn't look up. "You can go to your room once you're done washing."

Renye ignored him, curling his lip in disdain:

"White-haired Uncle, your cooking skills are really something else. From now on, I'll cook, and you wash the vegetables."

Tobirama Senju looked up at Renye, his eyes full of doubt.

"You can cook?"

Not long ago, this kid said he couldn't cook, and now he was saying he'd do it.

Hah, typical Uchiha brat!

So good at playing tricks!

"I wasn't planning to cook... but I have no choice. What you make is just too awful, so I'll have to do it." Renye sighed.

Tobirama Senju's cooking really wasn't great—worse than his own, even.

"Fine, I don't like chili peppers," Tobirama Senju said. "Don't put chili in the dishes from now on."

"Who cares what you like? I'm putting chili in. Eat it or don't." Renye curled his lip and headed for his room.

Tobirama Senju's mouth twitched as he watched Renye's retreating back, fuming.

"Damn Uchiha brat!"

If it weren't for his elder brother's insistence, would he have taken in this brat?

"No, I have to convince my elder brother!"

With those words, Tobirama Senju's figure vanished from the spot.

Back in his room, Renye didn't rush to train.

He needed a moment to digest after eating. Lying on the bed, he stared blankly at the ceiling.

"I was living just fine... how did I end up being adopted by Tobirama Senju?" Renye sighed in melancholy.

He really couldn't understand why those Uchiha guys had agreed to this.

As a transmigrator, Renye knew that the war between the Uchiha and Senju had lasted for a thousand years, starting from the era of Asura and Indra.

With that kind of background, the Uchiha still agreed to let a Senju adopt him.

Wasn't that just absurd?

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Though Tobirama Senju wouldn't lay a hand on Renye, he didn't enjoy this kind of life under constant surveillance.

With that Old Man Tobirama's strength, keeping tabs on Renye was child's play.

Thinking about a future with no privacy at all, Renye felt a bit down.

"Forget it, no use dwelling. I'll take it one step at a time."

Renye rolled out of bed, sat cross-legged on the floor, and began refining Chakra.

As long as his own strength was enough, no one could touch him.

With that thought, he threw himself fully into the refinement process.

Even though Renye was only six years old now, his Chakra reserves already far surpassed other Uchiha his age. If he had any jutsu to learn, he'd have started already.

Renye estimated that with his current Chakra reserves, releasing two C-rank jutsu would be a breeze.

He'd crossed into the ninja world without any system—he had to rely on his own effort.

Maybe because he was a transmigrator, Renye's Physical Energy and Spiritual Energy were both much stronger than his peers. Add in an adult soul, and he naturally understood the importance of power.

He didn't aim for overwhelming strength—just enough to protect himself.

After all, not long after Hashirama Senju died, the First Great Ninja War would break out. Even someone as strong as Tobirama Senju would die in that war, let alone Renye...

The Uchiha were a major clan in Konoha. If war really came, they couldn't just sit it out—they'd have to charge into battle.

And Renye had the extra identity of being Tobirama Senju's adopted son.

By then, even if he didn't want to go, he'd be dragged onto the battlefield.

Unless Renye was a total waste, with no ninja talent at all, and could only live as an ordinary person.

But the reality was that Renye's ninja talent far surpassed his peers. As long as he worked hard at training, becoming a Jonin was practically a sure thing. Even reaching Kage-level wasn't out of the question.

Thinking that, Renye trained even more seriously.

He'd fucking transmigrated, and with a god-tier start—if he didn't train hard, he'd be wasting that talent!

Forget beating Kaguya or kicking Six Paths Madara—at least he had to survive a few of the ninja wars, right?

By the time Tobirama Senju came back, dejected and downcast, it was already midnight.

The look of defeat on his face said it all without needing to ask.

He'd argued tooth and nail with his Elder Brother in the Hokage Office for hours, nearly wearing out his lips.

But his Elder Brother absolutely refused to budge, even insisting that he had to take care of Renye until he came of age...

Tobirama Senju felt like the sky had fallen.

He'd barely spent any time with that Uchiha brat in the afternoon, and he'd already been furious. The thought of having to deal with him for another ten-plus years made it hard to breathe.

"Damn brat. If I can't have it easy, neither will you!"

Tobirama Senju's eyes flickered, as if he'd thought of something, and a manic grin spread across his face.

Clearly, he was up to no good.

He looked toward Renye's room, saw the light was still on, and curled the corner of his mouth.

He went into the kitchen, and soon came to Renye's door with a glass of milk. "Brat, open up!"

Renye was training inside. Hearing Tobirama Senju's voice, he looked puzzled.

What the hell did Tobirama Senju want with him in the middle of the night?

Confused, he opened the door.

Tobirama Senju was holding a glass of warm milk. He handed it to Renye. "Drink this and get some rest early."

Renye was baffled, not sure what Tobirama Senju was playing at. Why would he suddenly bring him milk? Had he grown a conscience?

He took the milk instinctively and said thanks.

"Drink up. I'll take the glass back." Tobirama Senju urged.

Renye didn't say anything. He downed the milk in one go and handed the glass back.

Tobirama Senju took it and reminded him, "Get some rest early."

Then he turned and left.

Renye watched Tobirama Senju's retreating back, confused. "What the hell is that Old Man up to now?"

No good deed goes unpunished.

But after thinking it over, he couldn't figure out Tobirama Senju's goal.

Finally, he shook his head and lay down to sleep.

Maybe Tobirama Senju had actually grown a conscience...

Not long after Renye fell asleep, Tobirama Senju's figure appeared outside the window, a meaningful smile on his face.

"Heh. Damn brat."