Applying to Go to the Battlefield

Konoha.

The next day, the rain stopped. Under the sunlight, Konoha brimmed with vibrant life.

A rainbow even appeared over the village, drawing innocent, joyful smiles from more villagers and children.

Even passing ninja, catching sight of the rainbow beneath the bright sun, cracked a smile.

"Sister Mikoto, congratulations. You'll be a Special Jonin soon."

Back in the village, hearing Uchiha Mikoto's words, Uchiha Yoru smiled and offered his congratulations.

But upon hearing this, a hint of sorrow and weight flickered in Mikoto's eyes.

"Grandfather isn't well. Even though my Sharingan only has two tomoe now, I still have to shoulder the clan's responsibilities."

These words alone revealed plenty of intel.

That old bastard Elder Setsuna was about to kick the bucket.

And as his only blood-related granddaughter, Uchiha Mikoto would inherit the elder's legacy.

"Elder...?"

Thinking this, Uchiha Yoru rejoiced inwardly, but his face still showed a hint of concern.

Seeing this, Mikoto let out a self-deprecating laugh.

"It's fine. The sooner that old man leaves, the better. It'll save the clan some trouble."

With that, the two walked side by side toward the clan grounds, while Uchiha Yoru's mind churned over the information packed into those words.

Uchiha Mikoto becoming a Special Jonin was a bit of a stretch, but with a Two Tomoe Sharingan at her age, and Elder Setsuna's Hawk Faction needing an heir...

Seemed like... this was a good leg to cling to.

Suddenly, Uchiha Mikoto turned around, staring straight at him. Her slender hands cupped his face, her gaze sinking deep into his black eyes.

"Yoru!"

At that moment, a complex, solemn expression crossed Mikoto's face.

"We don't have much time left. Your promotion to Chunin will come through soon, but you need to awaken your eyes as early as possible. I'll need you in the future!"

Hearing this, Uchiha Yoru showed a firm expression and nodded.

"Sister Mikoto, don't worry. I'll definitely help you."

Eating this soft rice, Uchiha Yoru nodded to himself. He couldn't let down Mikoto's expectations.

Elder Setsuna wasn't well, and the only one who could inherit the power he left behind was Mikoto. But she was alone and weak right now, which was why she needed his help.

That was also why, after Mikoto's Eye Awakening from emotional shock, she was so eager for him to awaken his own.

Just as they returned to the clan grounds, they heard a bombshell piece of news.

"Something happened to Nawaki, the First Hokage's grandson!"

Hearing this, both Uchiha Mikoto and Uchiha Yoru showed looks of shock.

Mikoto was stunned because this was the only direct bloodline of the First Hokage.

And Yoru was shocked because Tsunade already knew about it—and it still happened?

At the Memorial Tablet.

Before a row of stone monuments, Tsunade stood in a blue windbreaker that day, silent in front of a newly erected tablet.

Her palm clutched a necklace, grief written across her face, two streams of tears flowing uncontrollably.

A killing intent simmered beneath the silence.

"Nawaki!"

The soft rustle of footsteps came. Uchiha Yoru, just back from a mission, looked exhausted, not even having time to go home and change clothes before rushing over here.

Holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums, he walked to Nawaki's grave, lowered his head, and said quietly:

"I heard the news as soon as I got back this morning. Captain Tsunade, didn't you—"

Boom!

Before Yoru could finish, Tsunade swung her arm. His body was sent flying with a bang, crashing down over ten meters away.

White chrysanthemums scattered across the sky.

Tsunade's face was twisted with killing intent as she glared at the newcomer.

"Cough, cough!"

Yoru slowly got up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. Without a word, he quietly picked up the scattered white chrysanthemums.

"Captain Tsunade, someone must be trying to drive a wedge between you and the village!"

At that moment, Yoru's face was full of disbelief as he stared at the grief-stricken Tsunade.

If even Nawaki's death couldn't be prevented by the Senju Clan...

He had already leaked the intelligence, yet he still ended up dead! He had no way of knowing if it was true or false, but one thing was certain—he had to treat it as the truth.

Things had gone far beyond his expectations, but since he had already come this far, Uchiha Yoru had no choice but to grit his teeth and push forward.

"Shut up! You wicked little brat of the Uchiha Clan!"

Seeing Uchiha Yoru, Tsunade had already deduced that this kid was nothing more than a pawn, but she still had to mislead the enemy lurking in the shadows.

"Kid, this intelligence was personally delivered by you—from that old fiend Setsuna of your clan!"

Tsunade stared at him, enunciating each word, her eyes glistening with angry tears.

Hearing this, Uchiha Yoru's expression shifted dramatically, and a flash of resolve flickered in his eyes.

"Captain Tsunade!"

At that moment, Uchiha Yoru's eyes burned with determination, which secretly alarmed Tsunade. Could I be overacting? Is this kid about to do something reckless?

But then, the next moment—

"Captain Tsunade! Genin Uchiha Yoru will personally take action to eliminate the traitor of the village!"

"Shut up!"

Tsunade's sharp gaze swept over him as she barked coldly, cutting off the absurd words of this kid brainwashed by the Will of Fire.

Assassinate Elder Setsuna of the Uchiha Clan? This brat actually dared to say that!

Yet the secret of Nawaki was known only to her and Grandma Mito. This kid was giving her a headache now, but she still had to put on a cold, grief-stricken act.

"Kid! Remember the ninja code of confidentiality!"

Tsunade's cold, warning voice echoed, practically telling him to back off. Uchiha Yoru slowly lowered his head, falling into silence.

A gentle breeze swept by. Tsunade turned away coldly, gazing at her younger brother's tombstone.

Uchiha Yoru silently stepped forward, slowly placing the white chrysanthemum before the grave, head bowed in silence.

Seeing this, Tsunade sighed inwardly, feeling a bit sorry for the kid. But Nawaki's matter was too important—she couldn't easily reveal it.

Still, this intelligence and this kid knowing about it weighed on her mind. She spoke hoarsely:

"This intelligence was the work of enemy spy ninjas!"

Tsunade directly told Uchiha Yoru that this matter ended here—his intelligence had been officially classified.

Hearing this, Uchiha Yoru lowered his head even further, his mind racing. Then a hint of sorrow crept onto his face.

"Is it because of the war?"

Uchiha Yoru's silent expression seemed to say that because of the war, this intelligence couldn't be exposed—otherwise, it would throw Konoha into chaos.

Tsunade remained silent, as if in tacit agreement.

Before Nawaki's tombstone, neither of them was actually grieving for him.

After a long while, Uchiha Yoru, back turned to Tsunade, clenched his fists tightly, as if he had made up his mind.

Under Tsunade's stunned gaze, this kid turned around, staring at her with unwavering resolve in his eyes.

"Captain Tsunade, Uchiha Yoru requests deployment to the Land of Rain battlefield!"

At that moment—

Uchiha Yoru was prepared to go to the battlefield with the resolve to die, to make this intelligence disappear forever, and to make himself more valuable.

Damn it!

This stubborn Uchiha brat!

Tsunade's heart was full of frustration, but this was very Uchiha.

Yet the next moment, Uchiha Yoru suddenly frowned, a pained expression twisting his face, his body trembling.

"Kid!"

In an instant, Tsunade, an Elite Jonin, immediately sensed something was wrong with the kid.

Not good!