Helping Might Duy Out of a Tight Spot, Mikoto Uchiha

Helping Might Duy Out of a Tight Spot, Mikoto Uchiha. Morning sunlight spilled over Konoha's streets, coating the entire village in a golden glow.

Chiyo Uchiha stood before the Guard Unit headquarters, straightened his uniform, then stepped into the office.

"Chiyo, you'll be in charge of patrolling the East District today."

Captain Tekka Uchiha said without looking up, handing him the mission scroll.

"Understood."

Chiyo took the scroll and opened it for a look.

These were the Guard Unit guidelines the Uchiha Clan elders had drafted yesterday.

The most eye-catching part was the title.

"Enforcement with Warmth."

Chiyo Uchiha smiled. He knew those old Uchiha fellows had truly taken his words to heart.

After all, this was not the Uchiha Clan of the future, driven out and relocated to the village outskirts.

These old men still had a strong sense of belonging toward Konoha.

Otherwise, they would have left with Madara Uchiha when he departed all those years ago.

Chiyo Uchiha made a few simple preparations before turning and leaving the office.

The East District was one of Konoha's more prosperous areas, lined with shops and packed with people.

Chiyo led two team members down the street, his gaze sweeping over their surroundings to ensure everything remained orderly.

However, before they had patrolled for long, a burst of commotion erupted ahead.

"What's going on?"

Chiyo frowned slightly and quickly headed toward the noise.

Two drunken ninjas were staggering down the middle of the street, liquor bottles dangling from their hands as they cursed under their breaths.

The surrounding villagers hurriedly moved aside, their faces full of disgust and helplessness.

"Hey! You two!"

Chiyo stepped forward, his voice cold.

"This is a public area. Drunken disorderly conduct is prohibited!"

The two drunks turned toward him, squinting as they sized Chiyo up before letting out mocking snorts.

"Oh, isn't this the Uchiha Guard Unit? What, you're even going to control us having a drink?"

Chiyo ignored their provocation and directly addressed the team members behind him.

"Take them back to sober up, then deal with them according to village regulations."

"Yes!"

The two team members stepped forward and seized the drunks from either side.

"Let go of me! What right do you Uchiha have to arrest people?!"

The drunk struggled and shouted.

Chiyo gave him a cold glance.

"Because you violated the rules against drunken disorderly conduct. Take them away."

The surrounding villagers wore stunned expressions.

In the past, the Uchiha Guard Unit had always enforced the law strictly, but their attitude was often arrogant, and they could be rough enough to resort to force at once.

Yet Chiyo's handling of the matter today seemed fair and restrained.

It made people look at him a few more times.

After dealing with the drunks, Chiyo continued his patrol.

When he reached the vicinity of a general store, he heard another loud argument.

"You worthless Genin, you can't even pay this little bit of money, and you still dare come here to buy things?"

The shop owner's voice was sharp and grating.

"I'm sorry, I left in too much of a hurry today and forgot to bring money... I'll definitely make it up tomorrow!"

A familiar voice rang out, pleading.

Chiyo followed the voice and discovered that the person surrounded in the middle was Might Duy.

He wore his signature green jumpsuit, his face full of embarrassment.

Several villagers and ninjas stood around him, pointing and whispering insults.

"He's still a Genin at his age. How humiliating!"

"I heard he only knows Taijutsu and can't even use a proper ninjutsu. No wonder he'll be a Genin for life."

"A piece of trash like him might as well retire early..."

"..."

Might Duy lowered his head and clenched his fists, but he did not argue back.

Chiyo's gaze turned cold from afar.

Did this Genin eat your rice or something?

Do you really need to yap this much? Are you all broken record players?

Chiyo strode over.

"What's going on?"

he asked in a deep voice.

Seeing someone from the Guard Unit arrive, the shop owner immediately changed his demeanor.

"Sir, this guy bought something without paying and wants to skip out on the bill!"

Chiyo glanced at Might Duy, who hurriedly waved his hands.

"That's not it! I just forgot to bring money!"

Chiyo said nothing more and directly took money from his pocket, handing it to the shop owner.

"I'll pay his bill. Is it enough?"

The owner froze for a moment, then took the money with an awkward smile.

"Enough, enough!"

Chiyo ignored him and turned to the people around him.

"Genin, Chunin, and Jonin are all ninjas of Konoha.

Ninjas each perform their own duties. How can there be any distinction between high and low, noble and base?

Though he is a Genin, he has carried out countless missions for the village. His contributions cannot be overlooked.

If we mock even our own comrades, then what Will of Fire is there to speak of?"

His voice was not loud, but every word struck with force.

The crowd immediately fell silent. Those who had been sneering just moments ago lowered their heads in shame, not daring to meet his eyes.

Might Duy raised his head, so moved that he was nearly in tears.

"Thank you, Chiyo-kun."

Seeing that Might Duy's snot was practically about to run out, Chiyo quickly took two steps away.

"No need to be so polite. Just remember to bring money next time."

Might Duy nodded heavily.

"I'll definitely pay you back!"

"Don't worry about it. If you want to repay me, just hand the money to the Guard Unit."

Chiyo shook his head, then turned and left.

The surrounding villagers watched his back and began whispering among themselves.

"I never thought someone from the Uchiha Clan would help another person out..."

"What he said just now did make a lot of sense."

"Looks like not all Uchiha are arrogant jerks..."

"..."

Chiyo paid no attention to those discussions and continued his patrol.

However, he did not notice.

Inside a Dumpling Shop not far away, a golden figure was quietly watching him.

Tsunade held a skewer of dumplings in her hand, curiosity and appreciation flickering in her light brown eyes.

She had merely stopped for something to eat before leaving the village on a mission, only to unexpectedly witness what had just happened.

"Chiyo Uchiha..."

She softly repeated the name, the corner of the mouth lifting slightly.

"What an interesting guy."

She bit into a dumpling, her gaze still fixed on Chiyo's retreating figure.

This young Uchiha had shattered her preconceived impressions of the Uchiha Clan again and again.

His words and actions made him seem more like a true ninja than many of those so-called inheritors of the Will of Fire praised by their Teachers.

"Perhaps he truly is different from the other Uchiha..."

Tsunade thought to herself.

Chiyo continued patrolling, casually helping a Villager push a cart along the way.

"Chiyo-niichan!"

A crisp voice rang out.

Chiyo Uchiha turned around.

The newcomer wore the attire of the Uchiha Clan.

She had delicate, soft features and a gentle, elegant beauty.

Her jet-black hair fell to her waist, smooth as silk, loosely tied behind her with a deep-purple ribbon.

Two wisps of fine bangs hung over her forehead, adding to her softness.

Her pupils were as deep as ink, with the corners of her eyes tilted slightly upward.

Her crescent-shaped eyes and tranquil expression gave her a peaceful air.

Mikoto Uchiha.

"Mikoto, what are you doing here? Don't you have a mission today?"

The newcomer was none other than Mikoto Uchiha.

"Mm, Teacher said we could rest today, so I came here to buy some vegetables!"

When Chiyo heard she was buying groceries, his eyes lit up.

He walked over to her.

"Is Mikoto cooking again today?"

Mikoto Uchiha looked at Chiyo and spoke seriously.

"Mm, Chiyo-niichan, remember to come over at noon... I'll make sushi for you!~"

"What a good girl!"

Chiyo Uchiha looked at the girl before him, raised a hand to her head, and stroked her silky hair.

"Whoever marries you in the future will be truly blessed!!"

Mikoto Uchiha's face reddened, but she did not reject Chiyo's gesture.

Chiyo Uchiha looked at the lovely girl before him.

He could not help feeling somewhat emotional.

He thought of how Mikoto Uchiha in Naruto had been gentle, virtuous, considerate, and elegant...

The very image of a good wife and loving mother.

Yet someone like her had ultimately been killed by her own son!

Chiyo could not help regretting it.

Mikoto, you don't want to be killed by your own son in the future, do you?

Since I've transmigrated here, I'll be the one to change your fate!

Mikoto Uchiha.

[Mission triggered: Win over Mikoto Uchiha.]

[Mission Reward: One random Mangekyo Sharingan Eye Technique.]

Mangekyo Dōjutsu?!