Danzo's extra lives

Little Sasuke harbored a deep-seated worry: he feared that Satsuki might suddenly strike and eliminate Danzo before he could.

He knew he was no match for Satsuki. Even though he had just acquired those eyes, which he himself couldn't understand, a blend of purple and red, his reason clearly told him that the woman who shared the same blood as him was not someone he could fight against.

But Satsuki did nothing.

This secretly relieved Little Sasuke, but at the same time, he was a little confused. Had Satsuki really let go?

Of course, Satsuki hated Danzo. When she learned the truth from Naruto, and that Danzo and Obito were the true instigators of the Uchiha Massacre, she did feel an urge to kill them with her own hands... that was inevitable.

She hated Obito, hated him for causing the Nine-Tails Rebellion, hated him for making Konoha Uchiha Clan suspicious, ostracized, and driven to the brink of destruction by Konoha, hated him for causing the deaths of Naruto's parents—and then she killed Obito with her own hands in her own world.

As for Danzo, she didn't get the chance to kill him herself. It was Naruto who took care of that threat without her knowledge.

But she never felt regret. Because in her eyes, she and Naruto didn't need to be separated. His hand was her hand, his sword was her sword, and what he did was what she did.

Moreover, rather than hating someone who is already dead, rather than wasting her time on those who are no longer in this world, she would rather spend her time with those who are still around her. She would rather love the living than hate the dead.

In the center of the arena, Danzo's reaction was completely different.

He had already been planning his retreat, but the moment he saw those eyes, he threw that plan away completely.

He began to slowly untie the bandages from his arm, one by one. He wanted those eyes, no matter the cost.

Was he blinded by greed? Or was he overly confident in his hand full of resurrection coins—an armful of Sharingan that could be used to activate Izanagi?

"Uchiha Sasuke." Danzo's voice came from the other side of the clearing.

"Since you cannot understand the deal between me and Itachi, and insist on attacking me and the higher-ups of Konoha, then I have no choice but to break the deal with Itachi Uchiha and kill you."

He spoke so matter-of-factly, as if he wasn't after those eyes, but rather because Sasuke "insisted on attacking the Konoha High Command," so he had to "defend himself."

Big Naruto stood behind him, listening to his spiel, and didn't even have the desire to expose him.

He found it boring. The person himself was boring, repeating the same few phrases over and over again: "For Konoha," "necessary sacrifice," "a hero in secret." He got annoyed after hearing it once, tired of it after hearing it twice, and after hearing it three times, he just wanted to bury him in the ground.

"Unseen by the light of day, self-sacrificing, unsung heroes—those are the Ninja..." Danzo continued.

"Stop talking to yourself!"

Little Sasuke's voice suddenly exploded, "So, in maintaining that so-called peace, it's okay to sacrifice anyone at will?!"

"My mother! And the Uchiha civilians! Is death the only way to maintain this so-called peace?!"

"Then what is peace to those who died innocently?!"

"Those were all necessary sacrifices."

Danzo's voice remained steady, his face expressionless. "You're Ninja, yet you harbor such laughable and naive thoughts. You, who cannot comprehend Itachi's will, would never understand."

His tone was condescending and disdainful; he thought Sasuke was too naive.

The bandages on his hands were finally removed.

A withered, pale arm came into view. It was an unhealthy color, devoid of any blood. On that withered, pale arm, Sharingan were densely imprinted... Each one emanating the cold, sinister chakra aura belonging to the Uchiha Clan.

Those eyes weren't his; each one was taken from someone else, and behind each one was a life that had been severed.

Little Sasuke's pupils contracted sharply at the sight. Stories Big Naruto had told him flashed through his mind: how Danzo persecuted the Uchiha Clan, how he manipulated everything behind the scenes, and how he drove the Uchiha to their doom.

Danzo's purpose in doing all this simply to gouge those Sharingan out of his clansmen's eye sockets and embed them in his own arms? Was it simply to turn the Uchiha Clan's power into something he could use at will?

"Let's let our eyes speak for themselves in the battle to come."

Danzo issued his final ultimatum before the battle.

Just as Little Sasuke's killing intent surged, the scene of Satsuki using Susanoo kept replaying in his mind. He wanted to use that power to tear the man standing in front of him to pieces and rip that disgusting arm covered with Sharingan off his body.

However, suddenly, Danzo felt an irresistible force pulling him towards him!

His body tilted forward uncontrollably, his feet carving two deep furrows in the ground. He was horrified to discover that he was completely powerless to resist!

"The Banshō Ten'in"

Naruto's voice came from the other side of the clearing.

"Smack!"

The next moment, a huge golden chakra claw extended from behind Naruto. The claw was not an illusion, but a real, scorching claw formed from the Kurama ' chakra.

Five thick fingers gripped Danzo's body tightly, from his shoulders to his knees, locking him firmly inside the golden cage.

"I can't let you do that."

Big Naruto's voice came from behind the giant golden claw.

"This is not your power."

Danzo was terrified. His body struggled frantically as the golden claw gripped him, but the claw remained unmoved.

"This is... the Kurama ' chakra! This is impossible! How could you possess the Kurama ' power! Who are you?! Where are the Jinchuriki of Konoha now?!"

"I don't need to explain to you, Danzo."

Big Naruto's voice was still in that unhurried tone.

"I can't stand it anymore. You keep talking about sacrifice, but in the end, the only ones who sacrifice are your subordinates whose personalities have been stifled, other ordinary Ninja, and innocent civilians."

"All you've done is force others to sacrifice. Everyone else can talk about sacrifice, but you don't have that right."

His gaze fell on Danzo, on that withered, white arm covered in Sharingan.

"You never intended to sacrifice yourself. Otherwise, why would you use the Sharingan in this way?"

These words were like a knife, piercing precisely into the Danzo Danzo's heart he least wanted to be touched. He wanted to refute them, but his mouth opened, and the words got stuck in his throat; he couldn't utter a single syllable.

It wasn't because Naruto's words made too much sense, but because his arm, and the Sharingan hidden under the eyepatch and covered by bandages, began to feel a sharp, intense pain, like something was trying to burst out of it, making him want to scream.

"... Ugh!"

Danzo let out a groan. His body convulsed violently under the grip of the golden claw, every muscle in his body spasming at the same moment.

The Sharingan on his arm began to detach one by one.

Like ripe fruit falling from a branch, they slowly floated up from that withered, white arm, suspended in the air, and then fell to the ground one by one.

One, two, three, four... After those Tomoe Sharingan detached from his arm, they left behind bloody pits in their original locations. Bright red blood gushed from those pits, flowing down his arm and dripping onto the ground.

And the Kotoamatsukami that had been taken from Shisui Uchiha long ago—the eye hidden under the bandages, which he regarded as his greatest trump card—slowly emerged from its socket.

The eye slipped out from the gap in the bandages and landed quietly on the ground, lying alongside the Sharingan that had detached from the arm.

Naruto stole all of Danzo's Sharingan powers.