Identity
"Tell me, where did you find this Uchiha?"
Having vented his anger, Danzo finally had the mood to Kazashiro's sophistry.
At this moment, Yamato, at Danzo's instruction, had already taken Mumei to the backyard to see the small house built with Wood Release.
From structure to style, everything was done by Yamato himself.
Even the furniture is made of Wood Release.
How did you know the other person was from the Uchiha?
Kazashiro wondered why his father already knew everything about the other person before he had even introduced them.
"Hmph, I'm not so old that I can't recognize what Uchiha like."
Danzo snorted coldly, showing no intention of explaining, and instead urged Kazashiro to speak.
Unable to get an answer, Kazashiro had no choice but to tell the whole story.
After hearing all this, Danzo fell silent, standing there in the courtyard with his single eye slightly closed, lost in thought.
After a long silence, Danzo finally spoke, "Uchiha Nanashi, I never imagined that record was true. The Uchiha Clan's War Weapon really existed, and they were sealed away by the Senju Clan and Sarutobi Clan together."
"What are you talking about, Dad?"
Upon hearing Danzo's voice, Kazashiro asked somewhat uncertainly.
What War Weapon, what joint seals—where did you learn all this from?
"You've released something incredible."
Danzo glanced at Kazashiro, displeased with his reckless behavior.
Fortunately, this nameless person has no immediate plans to riot, giving me time to set up sufficient restrictions.
"Listen carefully, this nameless one..."
Danzo revealed the secret he had once witnessed. When he last saw the contents, his teacher Tobirama was still alive, and the original document was currently stored deep within the Konoha Archives.
"During the era in which this opponent was active, Madara Uchiha had not yet been born. The Uchiha Clan, relying on advanced technology, sealed several Dojutsu for a young girl who had awakened her Sharingan..."
This story is so long that Kazashiro forgot to cover his swollen cheeks.
When he returned to his room, Danzo's voice was still echoing in his ears.
Although he had figured out the other party's identity, Kazashiro still rejected Danzo's plan to set up a restriction.
In Kazashiro's view, Wuming is not dangerous now, and there are many powerful ninjas in the village. If the enemy were to riot, they could be stopped as quickly as possible.
Moreover, judging from the level of hatred the other party harbors, the person Wuming hates the most is the Uchiha Clan.
Therefore, even if the enemy riots, only Fugaku and his men will be injured.
Fugaku: Are you serious?
After considering Fugaku's current fighting strength, Kazashiro believed that the opponent shouldn't be killed by Mumei so quickly.
Meanwhile, Fugaku, who was searching for ancient texts in the secret room where the Uchiha stored their data, sneezed, a sense of danger creeping into his heart.
"That shouldn't be the case. I'm in the village; there's no way I could be in danger."
Frowning, Fugaku looked around, not understanding why he had this feeling.
The next day.
Early in the morning, Hiruzen and Fugaku delivered the news they had obtained to Kazashiro.
The matter was of great importance, and both of them stayed up all night searching for materials, while only Kazashiro slept through the night without any mental burden.
The intelligence they gathered was exactly the same as Danzo's description: the Nameless One was a former War Weapon of the Uchiha Clan.
As for why the other party hates their clan so much, it's because the Uchiha Clan, in order to make their weapons more effective, uses various methods, including but not limited to brainwashing and isolation, to try their best to mold their opponents into emotionless tools.
"Tsukuyomi and Amaterasu are both Dojutsu that are transplanted into the other person's eyes through secret methods. The one that Mumei himself possesses is a terrifying Dojutsu called 'Yachihoko'."
The Yachihoko can leave marks on others. Through these marks, Nameless can control the mind and Chakra of the marked person regardless of distance.
"Hmm? That's terrifying. By the way, how exactly can this mark be engraved?"
Upon hearing that the other party possessed such terrifying abilities, Kazashiro felt a chill run down his spine.
Fortunately, I didn't fall for their trick; otherwise, I would have been defeated in our very first meeting.
"I'm not sure, there are no specific records, but I'm guessing it was eye contact or physical contact."
Fugaku shook his head. The ancient texts did not record the conditions for activating the Dojutsu, but based on his understanding of the Mangekyō Sharingan, there were only a few ways to imprint it.
"What?"
Kazashiro's face turned pale instantly.
Doesn't that mean I might have already been marked by their Dojutsu?
Kazashiro: Isobu, Isobu!
Isobu: Hmm?
Kazashiro: Quick, help me check if I have any strange marks carved on my body by that weird woman?
Isobu:???
In the space of consciousness, after listening to Kazashiro's explanation, Isobu finally understood the current situation and turned his head away in annoyance.
"How would I know? If it were Illusion Technique, I could help you, but with this kind of mark, you'd have to ask the caster."
As Kazashiro was kicked out of his consciousness space, he realized that Isobu couldn't offer him any help either, Kazashiro his expression turned extremely grim.
"What's wrong?"
Noticing his disciple's unusual behavior, Hiruzen inquired about it with concern.
"If—and I mean if—I were controlled by the Nameless One to attack the Uchiha Clan, could you stop me?"
Kazashiro cautiously inquired of the other party.
Now it was Hiruzen and Fugaku's turn to turn pale.
Fugaku, in particular, was very clear about Kazashiro's strength, having fought alongside him against Kirigakure during the Third Shinobi World War.
Kazashiro was much younger back then, and he tore through the Mist Ninja's encirclement with the Five Release: Great Exploding Condensing Stars Technique.
If the opponent were to replicate this within their clan territory using their current Chakra reserves...
"Um, please try your best not to be controlled."
Fugaku's expression was more unpleasant than ever before.
"I'll try my best," Kazashiro replied, sounding somewhat unsure.
Evening.
The nameless figure was found again on a telephone pole in the Uchiha Clan Compound. Kazashiro Body Flicker Technique appeared on the rooftop closest to the telephone pole.
"Still considering whether to take action? You already promised me you wouldn't lay a hand on them."
Seeing that the other person didn't shed tears this time, Kazashiro began to probe their true thoughts.
"What if I want to break the agreement?"
Without turning his head, Wuming pointed to one of the Uchiha children who was late getting home because he had been playing on the way.
"You're not that kind of person, I believe you."
Kazashiro sat in a fairly clean spot, his gaze following the direction of the finger pointed at him by the nameless finger.
"What do you mean by 'believe'? What do you know about me?"
The nameless voice, though dismissive, carried a tinge of other emotions.
"I know everything now, including what era you're from, what you've been through, and why you were sealed away..."