Actually, I'm Not an Ordinary Uchiha

"Such powerful sensory abilities."

A man with short hair, an orange-red one-eyed mask marked with black stripes, and a black hooded robe trailing to the ground stood before Konoha's Memorial Stone. Recalling what had just happened in the village, he smiled silently.

If he had moved any slower, that person might have discovered him.

The Uchiha... Thinking back on all the little things from his time in the clan, he shook his head, and his gaze turned hollow.

The clan had taken good care of him back then. Although it had only been him and his grandmother relying on each other, he had never lacked food, clothes, or ninjutsu. Even that strange person from the clan just now had once enthusiastically offered to teach him Medical Ninjutsu—but what Uchiha learned Medical Ninjutsu?

But if I really had learned Medical Ninjutsu, Rin... No!

Uchiha Obito shook his head, forcefully shaking that hypothetical out of his mind. Then he kicked the flowers before the gravestone aside and stared coldly at it.

The Uchiha without me means nothing to me. Konoha without Rin means nothing to me.

"Nine-Tails. Kushina."

Uchiha Obito's gaze settled on Minato Namikaze's home, and light gradually returned to his hollow eyes.

He had heard someone say that when a Nine-Tails Jinchuriki gave birth, the seal weakened considerably.

And this might be one of his few opportunities. If he missed it, he could only wait for Kushina and Minato Namikaze to have a second child.

Thinking of Rin, who had died without ever being in love, then of Kushina, who would have a second child in the future, Obito kicked the fruit on the gravestone into the ditch again and thought furiously, Why does she get to have a second child?

Achoo!

Kushina rubbed her nose and looked toward the Hokage Office Building, a sweet smile appearing on her face.

Minato must not be working seriously. He must be secretly thinking about me.

Seeing the lovestruck grin on Kushina's face, Uchiha Asuka, who was passing by, could not help quickening his pace.

What a buzzkill. I run into this woman everywhere.

He had no particular thoughts about the Nine-Tails or the coming Nine-Tailed Night.

The ocular power of the Three-Tomoe was powerful, but it was still not enough to control a nuclear weapon like the Nine-Tails. Unless it evolved into the Mangekyo—and even then, only at the risk of going blind—would he have a chance to seize control from Obito.

Sigh! Looks like Konoha will have another batch of orphans. I should donate some money if I get the chance.

With that in mind, Uchiha Asuka glanced at Kushina from the corner of his eye and began thinking to himself.

The date of Kushina's delivery had to be one of Konoha's most closely guarded secrets. Later, he would have to find a chance to examine her, roughly estimate her due date, and make some preparations.

Uchiha Asuka had no intention of informing Minato Namikaze or the Konoha Higher-Ups.

He could not even explain where he had learned about the Nine-Tails, much less explain that someone would use it to attack the village.

Not only would telling them earn him no reward, but afterward, those old geezers among the Konoha Higher-Ups would definitely slap some kind of label on him, secretly dig a few pits, and kick him straight into them.

Brr! After shuddering, Uchiha Asuka turned and headed toward a house somewhere in the village.

At the Valley of the End two days ago, he had not identified the two attackers at the time, but he had secretly marked them and had long since found out where they lived.

Because of the war, one had lost her husband and the other had lost his wife. But visiting a widow's home in broad daylight would be too conspicuous. After checking his surroundings and seeing that no one was paying much attention to him, Uchiha Asuka used a Body Flicker, stepped onto the windowsill, and entered one of their homes.

"Who's there?!"

Hearing movement from the window, the person inside abruptly sat up in bed and looked warily toward it.

"It's me!"

Uchiha Asuka waved at the ninja with swollen cheeks, then pulled an apple from his pocket and tossed it to him. "I picked it up from a merchant from another village on the way here, so don't complain that it's too little. Buying fruit from a fruit shop before coming here would have been too conspicuous."

"What are you doing here?"

The ninja ignored the apple rolling back and forth across his bed. He stared fixedly at Uchiha Asuka and frowned. "Did you regret it and suddenly decide to interrogate me? I won't tell you any information."

"No."

Uchiha Asuka shook his head, stood, and walked around the room, looking over its somewhat shabby furnishings. He turned toward the Root ninja seated on the bed, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Ota, actually, I'm not an ordinary Uchiha."

As Ota was still completely baffled, Uchiha Asuka pulled out a small booklet with a gloomy expression and slapped it against Ota's chest.

"Take a look at who the hell I am."

He blinked and instinctively picked up the booklet. Konoha jonin, Uchiha Asuka.

Above the name were several bold black words.

Assassination Tactics Special Force.

"..."

Fuck! This was the Anbu.

Although the identities of Anbu members were classified, they needed to prove their identities when carrying out certain missions.

This booklet was one such form of identification. Facing Ota's shocked expression, Uchiha Asuka came clean.

"I am an investigator from the Assassination Tactics Special Force. I came to see you today to investigate some information about your Root.

"We now have sufficient reason to believe that Konoha possesses a powerful military force that is not under the Fourth Hokage's command.

"That is why I'm here. We need to know some information about Root.

"Of course, the Fourth Hokage has also approved a generous budget to reward those who provide information.

"Now, do you know what you should do?"

The terrified Ota nodded rapidly, but then he stuck out his tongue, pointed at the seal on it, and said miserably, "I have been given a Cursed Seal. I can't reveal any secrets about the higher-ups. You won't be able to get anything out of me even if you interrogate me."

Heh. Uchiha Asuka's mouth twitched. He was not interested in any of Danzo's secrets.

After all, he had transmigrated with his memories, so he naturally knew all of Danzo's secrets.

What he wanted to know was what kind of underwear Danzo wore every day.

It would be even better if he could get hold of that old man's movements.

With that in mind, Uchiha Asuka lightly tapped the table with his fingers and said with a dark expression, "I don't need information about your leader, nor do I need any information about your organization's internal affairs.

"Tell me about the female ninja who attacked me with you that day."

As he spoke, he pulled a stack of bills from his clothes and placed it on the table.

Threats could only get information for a while. Who knew when these people might feed him false intelligence?

It was better to rely on concern. Seeing that he was not asking about Danzo-sama's information but was specifically asking about his companion, Ota gave Uchiha Asuka a strange look.

But when he thought of that "companion" who had crazily slapped him across the face, his cheeks began to ache, and anger immediately rose in his heart.

That damn widow had hit him hard.

It was only her personal information, right?

Sell it.

If an enemy ninja village wanted to buy information on his companion, then under the pressure of betraying the village, he truly would not dare speak. After all, being chosen as Danzo's subordinate meant he had the resolve to die.

But since the other party was from the Assassination Tactics Special Force, the pressure on him was much lower.

Was the Anbu looking at Root intelligence called spying? No, that was called inspection.

Although Root and the Anbu did not answer to one another, in a sense, Root was an Anbu branch—the legendary parent-and-child department.

What was wrong with a child department reporting intelligence to its parent department? Their two departments were practically father and son.

Besides, there was money in it. Once he had thought it through, Ota revealed every last detail about his companion without the slightest hesitation. It included not only her ninjutsu and strength, but even her clothing preferences and the dates of her periods.