Sorry, I'm Not That Easy

Uchiha Hiroki was one of the few remaining elders in the clan who held real power.

He was also currently the supreme commander of the western battlefield.

He was rather close to Tajma and was one of the rare genuinely kind people in the clan.

Even Uchiha Madara, the Young Clan Head, had to respectfully address him as Elder Hiroki when he met him.

"Come, come in and have a seat." This Legion Commander truly did not seem to put on any airs.

No wonder Uchiha Tajma had felt comfortable entrusting his son to him.

"This must be Kyosuke. Truly, heroes emerge in their youth." Uchiha Hiroki did not spare his praise. "When I was your age, I did not yet have the courage to step onto a battlefield."

After modestly exchanging a few words, Kyosuke asked, "Sir, how is the situation now?"

At that, Uchiha Hiroki immediately sighed. "You arrived just in time. Had you come another ten days or half a month later, I fear the defensive line would have fallen."

It was that serious?! Kyosuke and Madara exchanged a look, their expressions both turning grave.

Only after hearing the Legion Commander's account did the two truly understand the difficulties of the western front.

The Uzumaki Clan had deployed in force, with more than a thousand ninja, every one of them skilled in Sealing Jutsu.

They held no advantage in individual strength and were utterly outnumbered as well.

They had only held out until now thanks to the defensive network the Uchiha Clan had built over many years.

In a sense, the situation resembled the southern battlefield, except this time the Uchiha Clan was no longer the stronger side.

"I want to take a look at the front line." Kyosuke voiced his idea.

As for coordinating with the legion, he would leave that to Uchiha Madara.

With the Legion Commander's approval, Kyosuke immediately chose to set out alone.

With the Flying Thunder God at his disposal, there were few people in the world who could hold him back.

He carved Space Coordinates along the way, and wherever it was inconvenient to leave a mark, he would conceal a Kunai nearby instead.

Before long, he crossed the entire defensive line and arrived alone at the very front.

Boom! The thunderous roar of powerful ninjutsu instantly brought him back to old memories.

"What a familiar feeling." Kyosuke took a deep breath, a cold curve appearing at the corner of his lips.

In his eyes, the Uzumaki Clan were merely a group of walking Points.

What did their strength matter? With his unparalleled mobility, he could harvest heads at will.

Stroking the blade at his waist, Kyosuke murmured, "Since I'm already here, I might as well collect a little interest in advance."

His hands rapidly formed Hand Seals, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Uzumaki, frontline camp.

With her twin buns bobbing, Mito hurried to the front line.

"Has anything unusual happened?" she asked the person in charge.

Unlike Uchiha Madara, Mito, as a princess, possessed considerable influence within the clan.

Even the person in charge of the front line had to bow in greeting upon seeing her, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

"Reporting to the princess, nothing unusual has occurred." The man in charge sounded cautious.

Yet just as he finished speaking, the distinctive thunderous blasts of Explosive Tags rang out from outside.

"And this is what you call nothing unusual?" Mito shot him a glare before dashing toward the source of the disturbance.

On the other side, Kyosuke looked at the enemies surrounding him and sighed deeply.

He had underestimated the Uzumaki Clan's Sealing Jutsu.

He had thought his infiltration was completely silent, but before he had even placed many Explosive Tags, he had accidentally triggered the Defense Barrier.

Well, that was that. His infiltration plan had completely failed, and he had even wasted more than a dozen unlit Explosive Tags.

What a complete loss.

Sweeping his gaze around with ill intent, he wondered whether he should collect a little interest before leaving.

He wanted to use the facts to tell the enemy that he could freely enter and leave their headquarters.

If they truly pushed him too far, Kyosuke could infiltrate the Land of Whirlpools and see whether the Naruto World's daimyo had a harem of three thousand beauties.

It was a naked threat, meant to tell Uzumaki Ashina that the Senju might not be able to protect their safety.

Silently drawing his long blade, Kyosuke felt his long-lost blood stir.

During the Warring States period, every clan placed great importance on taijutsu, and the Uzumaki Clan was no exception.

With the Sharingan's enhancement, he had no reason to fear taijutsu combat against anyone from another clan.

"Today, I'll turn this place upside down."

Just as he was about to act, a familiar figure suddenly sprang out before him.

"Little thief, who are you?!"

Looking at the girl before him, Kyosuke frowned slightly.

For her to feel familiar to him, she had to be someone who had appeared in the original story.

His gaze swept over her twin buns, and he asked hesitantly, "Are you Uzumaki Mito?"

"That is I." Mito planted her hands on her hips, carrying more than a hint of Uzumaki Kushina's spirit. "You have quite the nerve, barging in here alone. Are you not afraid of being surrounded and killed by my clan's experts?"

"Experts?" Kyosuke sneered and mocked them without restraint. "You're nothing but the Senju's lapdogs, yet you dare call yourselves experts?"

"What did you say?!" Stopping the clan members who wanted to attack, Mito strode forward, her gaze filled with the pride of a princess.

"Today, I'll show you who is truly the frog at the bottom of the well."

The instant her words fell, the diamond-shaped mark on her forehead vanished.

Strength of a Hundred Seal: Release!

The Yin Seal was a type of Sealing Jutsu used to store Chakra.

Uzumaki Mito used it to accumulate power, allowing her to turn the tide at critical moments.

In later generations, Tsunade further perfected it and developed the powerful S-rank forbidden technique, Creation Rebirth.

That vast, uncontrollable Chakra made him, for a moment, feel as though he were facing Senju Hashirama.

With a single step, sand and stone flew everywhere. Mito, who had looked like a proud princess just moments ago, transformed into a vicious female tyrannosaur in the blink of an eye.

I can't take her head-on. Three Magatama spun rapidly as Kyosuke seized the opportunity and sidestepped her sudden attack.

That scene completely exposed his identity.

"Three Tomoe Sharingan?!"

"At his age, I know who he is!"

"Uchiha Kyosuke!"

Forcibly halting her forward charge, Mito turned around, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

She had thought he was merely an ordinary expendable warrior, yet he was actually the famed Evil-faced Rakshasa.

"Has he gone mad?" Mito was deeply puzzled.

Charging alone into an enemy camp sounded impressive, but in reality, it was an utterly foolish thing to do.

The intelligence reports stated that Uchiha Kyosuke had led the southern army to the front line to participate in the war in the Land of Whirlpools.

Mito knew they would meet sooner or later, but she had never imagined it would be under such strange circumstances.

"So you are Legion Commander Kyosuke. I have long admired your name." Mito smiled faintly. "I have long wished to become acquainted with you. It seems we may have a chance to talk through the night."

"Talk through the night?" Kyosuke raised an eyebrow and said something that nearly made the girl explode.

"Sorry, I'm not that easy."