Mangekyō vs. Nine Tomoe Rinnegan

Mangekyō Genjutsu had no effect.

That fact made Itachi Uchiha start moving. His figure slowly materialized amid the fluttering of wings.

The black Crows gathered from every direction, one after another. They overlapped in the air, coalesced, and finally became the slender figure wearing the Black-and-Red Cloud Cloak.

"Sasuke."

Itachi Uchiha spoke, his calm clearly deliberate. His scarlet Sharingan quietly watched the boy in front of him.

"Looks like you've finally obtained the same eyes as me. Is that what gives you the confidence to come before me again?"

His gaze fell on Satsuki's eyes, which had changed into a new form. How long had he waited for this? How much had he sacrificed to force these eyes to awaken?

He had personally killed his entire clan, slaughtered all his family, and paved this road with his parents' blood that night before he finally waited for this result.

"How far can those Sharingan of yours see?"

Wearing the face of Little Sasuke and a pair of disguised Mangekyō Sharingan, Satsuki looked at the man before her, who closely resembled the older sister from her world.

Her expression was cool and distant, imitating the attitude Sasuke at this age should have shown when facing Itachi. But what lay beneath that coldness was something Itachi could never guess.

"I don't need these eyes to deal with you. Itachi Uchiha, I have a question for you."

Itachi Uchiha's brow moved almost imperceptibly.

He didn't need these eyes? The Mangekyō Sharingan were the Uchiha Clan's supreme Dojutsu, a power awakened only after experiencing the deepest pain. They were the confidence and the leverage that had brought this boy before him-and now he was saying he didn't need them to deal with him?

For a young Uchiha who had only just awakened the Mangekyō to