The Troubles of a Mature Soul

Drifting endlessly above Konoha, Ye Wuyue searched for the target he would inhabit. During this time, he also saw many other soul bodies like himself, though all of them were sinking downward, presumably heading to the underworld.

"This Konoha is really not small. Finding someone is this hard. I remember it was supposed to be on the edge of the village."

Ye Wuyue scratched his head, but unfortunately, in his soul state, he had no sense of touch.

"Does the host require marking all nearby infants that meet the inhabitation conditions?"

"You could mark them and didn't say so earlier? Making me search this long on my own!"

Ye Wuyue felt a bit exhausted. He had a feeling this system of his wasn't very reliable.

"Mark them?"

"Mark! Of course, mark them!"

After Ye Wuyue spoke, about three seconds later, beams of red light appeared before his eyes.

"Red light beams indicate infants that meet the inhabitation conditions."

How convenient! Ye Wuyue sighed, then drifted toward one of the beams ahead.

Before long, a gate painted with a fan pattern came into view.

"Hm, looks like I didn't get the wrong place."

Ye Wuyue continued drifting inward and soon arrived at the location of the red light beam.

A child of about five or six was sitting at the entrance, holding a newborn baby in his arms.

"There, there, Sasuke's a good boy. Sasuke's a good boy. Mom and Dad will be back soon."

The child gently rocked the baby in his arms, constantly coaxing him.

"So this is Itachi as a child? He looks so cute. Too bad he barely smiled later on, and he worried himself sick over his little brother."

Ye Wuyue looked at the tiny Itachi before him and couldn't help but feel a desire to raise him like a son, but after thinking about Fugaku's fate, he quickly dismissed the idea.

"Warning! The host's soul is about to dissipate. Please inhabit a soul within one minute!"

The system's alert interrupted Ye Wuyue's wandering thoughts, and he immediately plunged headfirst into the Sasuke in Itachi's arms.

"Let me change your fates!"

Itachi, holding Sasuke, noticed nothing and continued softly coaxing him.

Entering Sasuke's body, Ye Wuyue directly merged with the original Sasuke's soul. At the same time, a small clump of Chakra also fused with their souls.

"Host soul inhabitation successful. Shinigami Check-In System activated! First-year check-in reward: Spiritual Pressure Training Method!"

Having merged with Sasuke's soul, Ye Wuyue felt drowsy. Before he fell asleep, the method for training Spiritual Pressure entered his mind, and he finally couldn't hold on any longer and drifted off.

"Ah... finally asleep."

Itachi let out a breath as he watched Sasuke close his eyes and sleep peacefully, then turned his gaze toward the village center with a worried expression.

"I wonder what happened tonight. I hope Mom and Dad come back safely."

The next day, when Ye Wuyue opened his eyes, he felt something was wrong.

His bottom was wet. Very uncomfortable.

Oh crap! No way?

Ye Wuyue touched it with his tiny hand, confirming his suspicion: he had wet the bed.

Maybe because his body was that of an infant, Ye Wuyue had slept very soundly last night—no dreams, no urge to pee. He hadn't expected...

Was this the sorrow of having a mature soul? Ye Wuyue thought indignantly. To save face and avoid being discovered, he didn't dare make a sound.

But this was obviously impossible to hide. Fugaku and Mikoto didn't seem to be back yet, but Itachi, who had woken up early, had already noticed.

"Ah, little brother wet the bed."

As soon as Itachi picked Sasuke up, he felt the dampness on the mattress.

It wasn't me! It wasn't! It was Sasuke who did it! Not me!

Ye Wuyue turned his face away, unwilling to look at Itachi. He was in despair.

"I'll have to take the mattress out to dry."

Facing the situation, Itachi didn't panic or show disgust. Instead, he picked up a clean towel, dipped it in warm water, and wiped Sasuke's entire body clean.

Ye Wuyue felt incredibly embarrassed...

"If this happens again, remember to cry out, okay? Otherwise, staying like this will be uncomfortable." Itachi said to Sasuke.

After wiping Sasuke clean, Itachi wrapped him in a new small blanket and placed him in a little basket.

"Sasuke, stay here nicely. Big brother will hang the mattress out to dry first."

With that, Itachi took the mattress Sasuke had wet and walked outside, looking nothing like a child of five or six.

Ye Wuyue was numb by now. His eyes went vacant, as if he had lost all ambition.

Ah, forget it. I won't think about this anymore. After all, I'm just a kid now. Doing something like this is normal. Let me first take a look at the Spiritual Pressure Training Method.

After a while, Ye Wuyue forced himself to stop dwelling on his embarrassment and instead turned his attention to studying the Spiritual Pressure Training Method he had obtained from the system check-in.

He understood how cruel this world was—without strength, even one's own fate could be arranged by others. Ye Wuyue clearly did not want that to happen. He wanted to control his own destiny, and even change the fate of those he loved.

Now, he had a fairly good start. The strongest fire-type Zanpakuto, a Hollow Mask, plus this body as Indra's Reincarnate and the system—his starting point could be considered exceptionally high.

But even so, he could not afford to slack off. It was only a few years until Itachi's defection. Although the Fourth Hokage had survived this time, there was no guarantee that the Uchiha Clan's fate would change. Only by making himself stronger could he obtain the future he desired.

Scanning through the method for training Spiritual Pressure in his mind, Ye Wuyue roughly understood what this Spiritual Pressure Training Method was all about.

Put simply, it meant absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth through meditation, thereby strengthening one's own Spiritual Pressure.

Understanding this, Ye Wuyue closed his eyes and began to meditate.

When his heart calmed down, he sensed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. That energy, as if finding a home, burrowed into his body, and at the same time, his Spiritual Pressure grew little by little.

"Congratulations, Host, on your first absorption of spiritual energy. The system panel has been unlocked."

Host: Ye Wuyue (Sasuke)

Spiritual Pressure Value: 10

(Captain-level Spiritual Pressure: 48,000)

Chakra Amount: 10

(One Kakashi = 1,000)

Zanpakuto: Flowing Blade, Like Fire

Kekkei Genkai: Sharingan (Not Awakened)

(Hollow Mask has been placed in the system space. System space currently has a size of 10x10.)

The system's voice interrupted Ye Wuyue's meditation, but unlocking this system function was still quite useful. He felt there was nothing wrong with the other items on the system panel, but when he saw the Chakra amount...

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What the hell? My Chakra amount is only one percent of a Kakashi? That's so embarrassing! (ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻

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