Uchiha Izuna's Samurai Sword, Muramasa!

Uchiha Izuna's Samurai Sword, Muramasa!

The next day.

Seisui brought Shisui into the long-sealed armory at their home.

For Ninja Academy students, Kunai and shuriken were essential ninja tools, but hardly anyone brought samurai swords to the academy.

In most cases, samurai swords were advanced ninja tools used only by Chunin or higher who had inherited Kenjutsu from their clans.

And for Seisui, who excelled at Water Release, he did not actually have much need for a samurai sword in close combat.

But after Tobirama Senju had yielded a Kenjutsu skill because of Seisui's convincingly fake Will of Fire... finding a suitable samurai sword became meaningful.

Besides...

Seisui glanced at Shisui, whose face was full of barely restrained excitement, and smiled faintly. "Shisui, if you wanted the weapons in here, you could've told me earlier. They're all ours, which means they're yours too..."

Because Kagami Uchiha had died young, and Seisui's parents had also died early in the Second Shinobi War, only the two brothers remained in this branch of the family.

The vast family estate had been inherited by Seisui and Shisui. Even if they did not become ninja, they would still be young masters wealthy enough to dominate an entire region.

Shisui chuckled, his face strangely flushed with heat. He said nothing, merely urging Seisui with pleading eyes to hurry and open the armory.

In truth, Shisui had not told Seisui that he wanted a sword because he had worried that his outstanding talent for Kenjutsu might accidentally hurt Seisui, who had still been at the bottom of the class then, creating a rift between the brothers.

But after Seisui had shown Shisui with his strength why he was the younger brother, Shisui's mindset changed. His personality became brighter and more lively, and he also enjoyed the feeling of being protected.

Seisui shrugged, ignoring Shisui as he blushed to himself. Slowly, he took out a palm-sized bronze key, inserted it into the heavy lock, and turned it.

Click.

Seisui opened the armory doors, looked carefully around, and wore a delighted expression.

It was a dazzling arsenal containing many signature Uchiha Clan ninja tools, such as waist-high Fuma Shuriken, chained sickles, all kinds of samurai swords, scrolls, Explosive Tags, smoke bombs, heavy armor from the Warring States Period, and books on ocular techniques and ninjutsu.

As for ordinary Kunai and shuriken, there were none here.

Clearly, everything stored here was either expensive ninja equipment or highly valuable collectibles.

As expected of Kagami Uchiha. Though he only served as clan head for a few months before dying, this family fortune is truly substantial... Seisui silently marveled as he examined the samurai swords hanging on the walls one by one.

Though they had been sealed in this armory for a long time and dust had inevitably settled upon their blades, every sword here still radiated a chilling killing intent, as if each had drunk deeply of its enemies' blood.

Shisui's eyes shone as he excitedly looked around the armory. He soon picked up a sword and began swinging it about, having the time of his life.

Seisui, meanwhile, fixed his gaze on a Tachi hanging in the center of the wall.

The blade was a clear, icy white, and its edge was exceptionally sharp. It felt as if merely examining it with one's eyes made one's skin tingle with pain.

Whose personal sword was this?

Seisui pondered it. Any samurai sword that appeared here should have belonged to a famous Uchiha from the Warring States Period.

"Dora Tobirama, do you recognize this sword?" Seisui blinked, recalling a man who perhaps understood the Uchiha Clan even better than the Uchiha themselves, and directly asked him without any pretense.

"Seisui, you brat, you do have an eye for things..." Tobirama Senju followed Seisui's gaze and studied the samurai sword he had once been intimately familiar with, his expression complicated.

"This was one of Uchiha Izuna's personal swords. Its name was Muramasa, and it caused this old man plenty of trouble."

Seisui's eyes immediately lit up.

Uchiha Izuna's personal sword? That truly was a rare treasure!

But why had Madara Uchiha not taken this sword away back then? Had there been no time, or had he been afraid that seeing it would remind him of its owner...?

Without letting his thoughts wander further, Seisui took it down from the wall and held it in his hand, turning it over as he examined it.

Whether in terms of its weight, balance, or sharpness, it was an impeccable sword.

Thinking of Tobirama Senju inside him as he looked at the sword in his hand, Seisui could not help feeling somewhat... somewhat strange.

What did this count as?

Using Tobirama Senju's ninjutsu while wielding Uchiha Izuna's equipment...

The two combined made Seisui~

"Tobirama, does this sword have anything special about it?" Seisui swung Muramasa in his hand, raising a piercing whistle through the air. "Honestly, I want your Sword of the Thunder God more. This sword feels pretty ordinary, not as good as yours..."

Though he was very satisfied with Muramasa, Seisui still sensibly began flattering a certain white-haired old man.

When it came to swords, the cooler ones were those that could transform and came with special effects.

"Greedy little brat..." Tobirama Senju snorted unhappily, but the upturned corners of his mouth showed that he was in an excellent mood. His body honestly explained it for him.

"Uchiha Izuna's Muramasa is a samurai sword forged with a large amount of Chakra metal mixed into it. It has excellent Chakra conductivity, and it also contains other special metals. Forged under extreme heat, its hardness and sharpness are both extraordinary."

"My Sword of the Thunder God was a finished product modeled after Muramasa and surpassing it. But before I created it, I first developed the Flying Thunder God Technique, so I no longer needed to defeat that fellow in a sword fight."

Seisui nodded seriously. "All right, Tobirama. It seems you're still a bit stronger."

"So where is the Sword of the Thunder God? You can't use it anyway. Why not let me take a look? I'll use it to protect Konoha..."

Tobirama Senju's face darkened. "It's in the Senju Ancestral Home. If you've got the ability, go get it yourself."

Seisui sighed helplessly. "See? Then I can only use Uchiha Izuna's sword. Honestly, I still want to use the same one as you. What a shame..."

"Hmph. Isn't it only fitting for an Uchiha brat to use that fellow's sword?"

Seisui shrugged. The Senju Ancestral Home?

It seemed Tsunade was living there now... It was not impossible to go there and retrieve it. There would be an opportunity someday...

Shisui had also selected two short swords, with all manner of Explosive Tags and smoke bombs stuffed into his pockets. He looked like a small shopkeeper out stocking up on goods.

Seisui smiled helplessly and tapped Shisui on the head with Muramasa's hilt. "Aren't all these weapons ours? If you want to use them, just come take them whenever you need to. You look like you're afraid you won't get another chance to use them..."

Shisui nodded blankly before suddenly realizing. "That's right, these are all ours!"

"Bro, our family is actually this rich?"

Seisui raised a brow. "What did you think...?"

And at this moment.

Obito Uchiha was also in the clan armory, with Setsuna Uchiha and Fugaku Uchiha leading him as they helped him choose equipment...

There will be another update this afternoon. A childhood friend suddenly dropped by last night, and we drank a lot, sob. Let me sleep and recover first; once I get up, I'll start writing!