Owlman Plan

As Kosuke called out loudly, he quickly left the Wounded Placement Area, leaving behind only a bustling scene.

At this time, everyone in the Uchiha clan grounds had thrown themselves into treating the wounded.

Every day, they worked intensely until late into the night, only then dragging their exhausted bodies into deep sleep.

Within a dense forest, a small clearing had been carved out with ninjutsu, where a row of Marching Tents stood packed closely together.

Figures hurried through the shadowy green trees without pause, flickering past like ghosts.

Different Clan Emblems were embroidered on their backs or shoulders—one was an upright tree design rooted at its base, its branches spreading outward like hands pressed together in prayer, symbolizing vigorous life; the other was a striking Uzumaki crest, its flowing lines like rushing water flow, its deep central vortex seeming capable of drawing everything into a mysterious Power Core.

"Senju Clan Head, the ten Jōnin Death Warriors trained by our clan have arrived on the battlefield. Shall we carry out 'Owl Hunt' now?"

Senju Butsuma, who had only returned to camp during the day after confronting Uchiha Tajima on the front lines, sat at the head of the meeting with a weary expression, though his gaze remained incomparably sharp.

Sensing the intense killing intent and piercing gaze still lingering on Senju Butsuma, the Uzumaki Elder, leader of this support force, showed no fear and met his gaze without the slightest ripple in his eyes.

A moment later, Butsuma realized his lapse and immediately withdrew his killing intent and sharp stare, his eyes becoming calm once more.

"Tajima, have our Senju Death Warriors been assembled?"

As Senju Tajima looked up at the gaze suddenly falling upon him, he remained composed as an elder of the Senju Clan and replied calmly, "The ten Jōnin Death Warriors have already made contact with the Uzumaki Clan."

Hearing this, Butsuma looked toward the Uzumaki Elder, gave a slight nod, and said in a deep voice, "The 'Owl Hunt' plan is officially underway!"

He recalled the time several years ago when Uchiha had hunted him down, and the resentment in his heart found no outlet.

Uchiha Tajima!!

I hope you like this gift!

With Senju Butsuma's command, the Death Warrior Squad formed by the Senju and Uzumaki Clans leaped and vaulted away, vanishing into the black forest as they raced toward the Uchiha clan grounds.

Time slipped quietly by like fish swimming through water, and several days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day.

As the first batch of wounded clan members sent back began walking out of the Medical Unit one after another—

When Kosuke saw the smiles of survivors who had escaped death, the tension in his heart finally eased.

The first-aid knowledge from his previous life that he had incorporated into their treatment had ultimately proven effective.

"Success! Captain Kosuke is amazing!"

Behind him, the Child Medical Rescue Team erupted into unprecedented cheers.

These children, who usually followed Kosuke in learning bandaging, emergency treatment, and the like, now ran wildly through the clan grounds like untethered little monkeys, their cloth shoes stained with all sorts of fluids.

Dark red bloodstains and scraps of bandage still clung to their clothes, yet they shattered the oppressive atmosphere that had hung over the clan grounds for days. Their bell-like laughter echoed throughout the grounds.

The weary civilians, whose faces had long been clouded with worry, also relaxed and broke into wide smiles.

The cheerful laughter spread to the patients and Medical Ninja. Even the ten ninja stationed around the clan grounds smiled when they heard it, their patrols quickening considerably.

This day was destined to be a happy one.

The blazing sun hanging in the sky seemed to have been infected by the laughter and joy of the people below. It drew back its searing midday edge and sank westward amid orange clouds, as though hurrying to attend some grand evening gathering.

That evening, Kosuke returned home with his mother, carrying two Lunch Boxes sent by clan members. He buried his head in one of them and wolfed down the food.

Watching Kosuke eat with such hunger, Aoba could not help feeling a pang of heartache.

She gently reminded him, "Little Kosuke, slow down."

Hearing his mother's concern, Kosuke finally pulled his head out of the Lunch Box and gave her an obedient smile.

As he looked into his mother's eyes, he suddenly thought of something. He turned to her expectantly and asked, "Mom, have your eyes felt any different lately?"

"Felt different?" After swallowing the food in her mouth, Aoba carefully considered it. "I've been rushing between various operating rooms these past few days. Now that you mention it, they do seem a little swollen, sort of pulsing with swelling."

"Hm? Has your vision changed at all? Is the swelling the kind of discomfort caused by overusing your eyes?"

Kosuke set down the empty Lunch Box in his hand and looked at his mother's eyes with excitement.

Seeing how excited her child was, Aoba immediately understood why.

She then set down her Lunch Box, closed her eyes, and carefully sensed the changes in her eyeballs.

After a short while, Aoba suddenly opened her eyes, and two sharp glints flashed within them.

"Mom, how is it?"

Aoba's answer did not disappoint Kosuke.

"My vision hasn't changed at all, and the swelling isn't from overusing my eyes. It's the Mangekyo Dojutsu causing this change."

"Nice!!!"

Kosuke abruptly shot to his feet, swung his arm hard, and shouted excitedly.

The backing of an Eternal Mangekyo!!

And this is before Hashirama has even grown up!

Hahahaha!!

Just thinking about it is freaking awesome!

Cheat ability? With a mother whose strength is about to go through the roof, who needs a cheat ability?!

Aoba continued eating, watching Kosuke dance around with a loving gaze. She was also extremely excited inside.

Only after quite some time did Kosuke gradually calm down.

When he knelt back down, the low table that had once made him feel miserable now seemed worth happily stroking.

"Mom, from now on, if nothing comes up during the day, you can increase the Dojutsu nourishing your eyes a little."

Although Kosuke was trying hard to suppress his excitement, the light in his eyes remained dazzlingly bright.

Aoba put down her Lunch Box and nodded with a smile.

Then she began clearing the Lunch Boxes from the table.

"Captain Little Kosuke, hurry up and wash up before going back to your room to rest. You've all been quite tired these past few days."

Kosuke, who had been so excited just moments before, froze when he heard his mother teasing him.

He immediately gave an awkward laugh, indicating that he was already used to it and did not care anymore.

As the saying went—if I'm not embarrassed, then the embarrassment belongs to someone else.

"Mom, you should rest early too."

Kosuke stood up and headed toward his room, but inwardly he thought, Tomorrow, I'll find a chance to replace this damned low table!!

Still kneeling on the floor, Aoba paused as she watched Kosuke act this way, her hand stopping midway through clearing the low table.

Her crisp laughter rang through the hall.

Night fell.

Under the blanket of night, the Uchiha clan grounds were exceptionally quiet, with only scattered lights swaying in the cold wind.

As usual, after Kosuke fell asleep, Aoba headed to the medical camp to inspect the wounded.