Jiraiya wasn't the only one discussing the war with Shimura Danzō. The Uchiha's Three Tomoe members had also gathered to talk about it, though each of them looked gleeful at the misfortune.
They had seen through the Hokage Faction's sinister intentions long ago, so when they went into battle, they put their own safety first. And since they had long been familiar with the Cloud Ninja, their losses had been minimal so far.
"We lost at least a hundred people in today's battle."
"You should've seen Jiraiya. They beat him until he was covered in blood."
"Tsk, tsk. What a mess!"
The Uchiha Ninja chatted gleefully. After all, only the lowly civilian Ninja had died. They were part of the Hokage Faction, so it had nothing to do with them.
Sitting in a corner, Uchiha Shisui watched his clan members gloat. He felt awful about it. This wasn't right—not right at all.
He even felt the urge to reveal the eyes he had awakened and use them to change the clan leader's will.
But reason told him it wouldn't work. The clan leader wasn't the only one dissatisfied with the village; the rest of the clan was, too.
Even if he changed the clan leader's mind, he couldn't make the clan members fight with all their strength and help end the war.
That technique could only be used on one person. It couldn't affect everyone.
He felt anxious and lost, with no idea how to end the war.
"Shisui, big brother."
A voice called out. Uchiha Shisui turned to look and managed a rare smile.
"Itachi!"
He cared a great deal about the clan leader's son. He couldn't change the clan leader's mind, so all he could do was guide Itachi onto the right path. Once Itachi became clan