Two and a Half Years Old, Awakening. Is This a Monster?

[Conversation Target: Uchiha Fugaku.]

[Copyable Traits are being analyzed.]

Two massive prompts appeared before his eyes.

Uchiha Jin blinked, a flicker of understanding dawning on him.

Traits from the dead required touch to see.

But traits from the living required communication to see?

He nodded, continuing to drag Uchiha Fugaku into idle chatter.

Gradually, the first trait began to take shape before him.

A delicate blue glow bloomed softly.

[Excellent Trait - Clan Head's Authority (Blue): When discussing clan affairs, increases persuasiveness by 30%.]

Clan Head's Authority?

Uchiha Jin shook his head and hurriedly looked further down.

This thing was useless to him.

Could he really raise a rebellion in a tavern and overthrow the Leaf—

Hm?

Wait!

Actually, now that he thought about it, that didn't sound half bad!

His small eyes blinked, and suddenly the idea seemed appealing.

From now on, call him Uchiha Tohwan!

Soon, as the conversation deepened, more and more traits appeared.

[Fire Style Mastery (Blue), Fire Style: Phoenix Sage Fire (Green), Sharingan (Blue), Malice Perception (Green), Mangekyo Sharingan (Purple), Glimpse of Fate (Gold)...]

Glimpse of Fate?

Gold!

Jin's voice suddenly shot up, rising a full three decibels as he spoke.

"This... must be Fugaku's Mangekyo ability..."

Uchiha Jin took a deep breath and sighed in admiration.

"Sure enough, it's tied to fate."

Though he had guessed as much earlier, actually seeing it was still shocking.

He couldn't help but marvel again:

The Uchiha Clan really were the Children of the Version.

The ability of these eyes was truly broken!

If the Protagonist hadn't cheated, beating the Second Pillar would've been a real struggle.

[Ten minutes of conversation with Uchiha Fugaku completed. Attempting to copy traits.]

[Copy successful. Congratulations, host. You have obtained the Excellent Trait - Sharingan (Blue): Possesses extraordinary insight, capable of observing chakra flow, can cast and see through genjutsu, and copy taijutsu and non-Kekkei Genkai ninjutsu.]

Copied?!

Uchiha Jin was a bit surprised.

He hadn't expected that a mere attempt would actually let him copy the Sharingan from his father, Fugaku.

Even if this thing was a dime a dozen in the clan, he was still only two and a half years old!

Soon, a wave of joy surged from within!

His brain, stimulated by the excitement, frantically released dopamine.

And then...

He covered his eyes, once again lowering his head and bursting into laughter: "Hahahahaha!"

Fugaku beside him: ...

He was a little speechless, a hint of worry creeping into his gaze.

"Damn it, could that beam have scrambled this kid's brains?"

"If Mikoto finds out, she'll—Hm?!!"

Just as he was racking his brain over how to explain this to his wife, a glint caught the corner of his eye.

He quickly turned and looked toward his second son.

His gaze locked onto Jin's eyes.

Even as the head of the Uchiha Clan, his breathing couldn't help but quicken.

"Red?"

"His eyes are bloodshot... this kid must have hit his head!"

He was a bit flustered, but when he caught sight of the Tomoe in those red eyes, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind!

It made his originally flailing body come to an abrupt halt.

"No! That's not it! It's not bloodshot!"

"Rather... it's an Awakening!"

He lowered his head, looking at his son who had stopped laughing wildly.

An extremely complex expression flickered in his eyes.

On one hand, there was relief and pride.

His two-and-a-half-year-old son had actually Awakened just like that?!

This was highly abnormal!

He remembered that the earliest Awakening among the clan's children in the past was around ten years old, after experiencing life and death, with a drastic emotional shift triggering it.

And his genius eldest son!

At only five years old, hailed as the hope of the Uchiha Clan, Itachi!

He didn't even show any signs of Awakening yet.

But—now!

Right in front of him!

Just because he, as a father, had brushed him off with a few perfunctory words, this second son of his had started laughing.

And after laughing, he Awakened?

That was it!

This kid must not only have an extreme personality, but also truly value familial bonds!

And he, as a father, had neglected too much of that bond because of clan affairs.

He had also overlooked Jin's feelings.

That was why Jin, just now feeling slighted, had been emotionally stirred into Awakening.

Thinking this, a look of guilt and self-reproach surfaced in his eyes, and he said softly:

"Sorry, Jin. Father has been neglecting you usually..."

He made up his mind to care more for this child of his from now on.

"But you can't tell anyone about this Awakening, understand?"

"And also..."

Uchiha Jin: ???

Why had the dignified Clan Head suddenly gotten so long-winded?

But after the initial joy of Awakening faded, he quickly calmed down, looking down at his hands in confusion.

He murmured to himself: "Three times now..."

From the moment he transmigrated until now, in less than a single day, he had already burst into wild laughter three times!

This wasn't right!

"Could it be... that there's really a 'loud laughter' gene in the Uchiha bloodline?"

He sucked in a cold breath and resolved to stay calm from now on.

Then, waving his hand, he gestured at Uchiha Fugaku: "Goodbye, old... old father. I'm going to sleep."

And then, right under Fugaku's still-dazed gaze, he shoved him out.

Slap.

He pulled the door shut, got into bed—the floor—and went to sleep!

Outside the door.

Fugaku's guilty expression froze.

His face grew even more complicated!

Vaguely, there was even a hint of grievance mixed in.

"Wait, so this kid dragged me over here just to Awaken? And then tossed me out once he was done?"

He felt like one of those women in the red-light district.

Used and then discarded.

After a long sigh, he turned and walked toward the next room.

"At least, at least I still have my youngest son and Itachi. Those two will definitely love me as a father!"

Saying this, he turned and walked toward Uchiha Mikoto's room.

From within came two faint breaths—one large, one small.

Happiness, in this moment, took tangible form.

The next day, early morning.

Swish.

"I arranged to train with Shisui today—can't be late."

Itachi pulled open his bedroom door, ready to head out for practice.

"Ah!"

But the moment he opened it, he was startled!

Right in front of the door, two big faces were staring straight at him.

Once he realized it was his younger brother's soft, tender little face, he let out a sigh of relief.

There were only two reasons this little brother woke up so early:

Either he needed the bathroom, or he was heading to the kitchen.

Thinking this, his gaze grew even softer, and he asked with concern:

"Did Jin wake up hungry?"

"What do you want to eat? Big brother was just about to make breakfast."