The blood-red sunset dyed the lake at the Training Ground crimson.
A gentle breeze swept past, sending fine ripples across the Lake Surface and reflecting Chiyo's grave expression.
He stood by the lake, his gaze resting on Mikoto Uchiha beside him.
They had returned to Konoha a week ago.
During that time, he had accompanied Mikoto in her training every afternoon.
Mikoto had always worked hard, and she had now awakened her Three Tomoe Sharingan.
Her Three Tomoe Sharingan flickered faintly in the dusk, carrying both anticipation and unease.
"Mikoto, have you really made up your mind?"
Chiyo's voice was low and solemn.
"The awakening of the Mangekyō Sharingan requires experiencing extreme pain.
I can use Tsukuyomi to simulate such a scenario, but... it will feel incredibly real."
Mikoto drew a deep breath. Her slender fingers clenched slightly, her nails nearly digging into her palms.
She raised her head, determination gleaming in her eyes.
"Chiyo-niichan, as long as I can become stronger and truly be of help to you, I'm willing to pay any price."
Chiyo watched her. After a moment of silence, he finally nodded.
With a wave of his hand, the surrounding Guard Unit members immediately dispersed and sealed off the entire Training Ground.
"Then let's begin."
As his words fell, his eyes abruptly changed. The pattern of Six-Petaled Blood-Colored Manjushage bloomed in his pupils, and the pressure of the Eternal Mangekyo swept forth like a tidal wave.
"Tsukuyomi!"
The world twisted abruptly.
Mikoto suddenly opened her eyes and found herself standing before a residence in the Uchiha Compound.
The night was deep, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.
Her heart trembled as she quickly pushed open the door.
"Squelch!"
A kunai instantly pierced through her shoulder!
"Urgh!"
Mikoto groaned and staggered backward, blood