Switching Eyes

Treating their wounds, organizing their ninja tools, and restoring their stamina and chakra.

Everyone quickly adjusted their condition. Even Yoru sat cross-legged where he was and rested for a little while.

He hadn't killed many people during this operation, but the five thousand Points he'd earned for defeating Uchiha Shisui had given him a decent haul.

"Open the Exchange Panel."

With a thought, a special panel appeared before Yoru.

[Hogyoku]

Item Rank: SSS

Description: Makes a person's innermost wishes develop according to their desires, then brings them into reality. Though it looks like a small crystal, it contains the potential for limitless evolution.

Price: Five million Points.

[Asauchi]

Item Rank: S

Description: A blank Zanpakuto, incomparably sharp and capable of a certain degree of self-repair. By imbuing it with the essence of a soul, one can obtain Shikai and Bankai.

Price: One hundred thousand Points.

[Zanpakuto: Ichimonji]

Item Rank: SSS

Description: ...

...

Yoru's eyes swept quickly over the list. He had 8,300 Points left, but compared with the items on the Exchange Panel that cost millions, that was barely a drop in the bucket.

If he went by head count alone, he'd have to kill five thousand Jonin just to get a Hogyoku!

Did the entire Ninja World even have five thousand Jonin?!

Yoru quickly shifted his focus, and finally settled on an item.

[Mystery Gift Box]

Item Rank: ?

Item Information: Open to receive a random special item.

Price: One thousand Points.

"System, give me eight Mystery Gift Boxes!"

[Exchange "Mystery Gift Box*8" for 8,000 Points?]

"Exchange!"

Without hesitation, Yoru clicked to confirm!

The system's items were too expensive. A broke guy like him couldn't afford any of them, so all he could do was open gift boxes to scrape by.

What, you think the gift boxes were free?

Give me a break. Where did you think Yoru got all those high-level Hado and Bakudo?

As the saying went, take a gamble and trade your bicycle for a motorbike; gamble again and trade your motorbike for a Land Rover! I, Yuki Yoru, was born with the Gift of the Earth!

[Open "Mystery Gift Box*8"?]

"Single pulls are a waste, five pulls guarantee a good one, and an eight-pull is powerful... Open the boxes!"

At Yoru's command, the boxes before him burst into brilliant light. The next instant, eight streaks of light appeared.

[Congratulations! You have obtained "Flash Step Training Card*3," "Bakudo #21: Sekienton," "Spiritual Power Training Card*1," and "Swordsmanship Training Card*3."]

Eight items appeared before Yoru. A moment earlier, he'd been full of enthusiasm and fighting spirit. Now, he deflated on the spot.

"Damn it, gambling's for suckers!"

Eight items: seven training cards and one low-level Bakudo.

The worst part was, Yoru already knew that Bakudo!

This was a loss of epic proportions!

After using all seven training cards, Yoru—now completely out of money—could only close the system interface and stare at his subordinates in despair.

The nearly seven thousand Points he'd earned this time were gone just like that. Who knew when he'd come across another easy mark like Uchiha Shisui...

Wait, Uchiha Shisui!

"Yumi, come here for a moment."

The red-haired beauty was tending to Yurui's wounds. At his quiet call, she instantly came over, looking at Yoru nervously.

"What's wrong, Lord Yoru? Are you hurt anywhere? Come on, let me kiss it better..."

"Kiss what? I'm not hurt!"

With an utterly helpless expression, Yoru stopped her as she began baring her lovely shoulders, tugging at his clothes, and guiding his head toward the hollow of her neck. He took a sealing scroll from his robes.

At the same time, he murmured,

"Bakudo #73: Tōzanshō!"

A triangular pyramid-shaped defensive barrier appeared out of nowhere, enclosing Yoru and Yumi inside.

As she looked at the completely sealed crystal walls surrounding them, Yumi's pupils suddenly contracted, and she cried out instinctively, "C-Crystal Release?!"

Then the pretty face of the Uzumaki girl flushed bright pink. She looked at Yoru bashfully, her head even beginning to fill with a strange haze. Her eyes turned into hearts...

"Even though we're outside, Lord Yoru, d-do you finally want me...?"

"Could you please come back to your senses?"

Yoru helplessly patted the girl before him, who had nearly started imagining things that would get the censors involved, and opened the sealing scroll in his hand.

A transparent glass container appeared in Yoru's hand.

"This is..."

Though a blush still lingered on Yumi's face and she was disappointed, she quickly collected herself.

When she saw the blood-red eye inside the container, her pupils abruptly contracted, and her expression filled with shock. "A Sharingan?!"

"Yeah."

Yoru gave a slight nod. "Do you think there'd be any problem if I transplanted it?"

"There shouldn't be any problem with the transplant. The eye shouldn't be rejected much. Even if I did it, the operation would go smoothly."

Uzumaki Yumi thought for a moment. "However, because of the Sharingan's special nature, Lord Yoru, who doesn't have Uchiha blood, probably won't be able to freely control when it's on or off for the rest of his life. He'll have to keep it in its Three-Tomoe state."

"In that state, it'll take a heavy toll on his chakra and stamina."

So that was how it was.

Yoru turned the glass container in his hand, thinking.

Yumi's answer didn't surprise him. The original Kakashi had shown perfectly well what happened after a Sharingan transplant.

He ran out of chakra!

Hatake Kakashi, son of the White Fang of Konoha, heir to the Hatake sword style.

He graduated at five, became a Chunin at six, and a Jonin at twelve. He'd even created the Lightning Blade, a top-tier ninjutsu combining Chakra Nature Transformation and shape transformation. There was no doubt about his talent. No one in all of Konoha's history had ever surpassed that record.

After receiving the Sharingan transplant, Kakashi had earned titles like "Copy Ninja" and "Sharingan Kakashi." He'd also mastered over a thousand jutsu and was hailed as "Konoha's Number One Technician."

But the Sharingan had come at a cost.

Whenever Kakashi fought using it, the eye consumed so much chakra that he quickly became exhausted from chakra depletion.

He could only keep the eye covered most of the time, leaving him a one-eyed man.

Konoha's greatest prodigy of the past had ended up becoming its number one chakra-deficient man because of the Sharingan...

Even so, Yoru still coveted the eye in his hand.

After all, this was the Eye of Domination, said to turn everyone the wielder saw into their puppet!

The ocular jutsu it contained was the most powerful genjutsu, Kotoamatsukami!

The power Yoru currently possessed was already quite impressive, and the Shinigami power system was indeed formidable in this world. But it had one fatal flaw.

Genjutsu.

The ninja world had a complete system of genjutsu, while the Shinigami power system had very little to say about it. The most famous example was probably Aizen's Kyōka Suigetsu.

But Kyōka Suigetsu was actually a special ability. It wasn't a particular genjutsu technique or a power system.

In other words, the Shinigami power system had no established resistance to genjutsu and no way to counter it. That was one reason Yoru had kept such a low profile for over a decade.

He had far too few ways to deal with this world's genjutsu. He could use the collision between Spirit Power and chakra to agitate the energy in his body and break free, but that wouldn't help at all against genjutsu on the level of Tsukuyomi.

Yoru needed a way to counter genjutsu, and the Three-Tomoe Sharingan right before him could be a great help!

"Yumi, help me transplant it."

After a moment's silence, Yoru finally decided to transplant the eye.

The Great Ninja War was still ongoing. Since Kirigakure had decided to make its move, Yoru would inevitably face all kinds of enemies in the battles ahead.

Even if there weren't many genjutsu experts in the Ninja World at this point in time, Yoru wouldn't allow himself to have such a glaring weakness.

"...I understand, Lord Yoru."

Yumi nodded, taking the glass container from Yoru. She also took out a sealing scroll and pulled a large assortment of medical instruments from it.

Tōzanshō was a completely enclosed space, making it a perfect medical environment.

Yumi picked up a scalpel and began removing Yoru's eye. Then she placed the Sharingan from the container into his eye socket and began connecting the optic nerve and the blood vessels around the eye.

Watching Yoru remain silent, as if he couldn't feel pain, Yumi lightly bit her red lips and held out a fair, delicate arm in front of his mouth.

"Hmm?"

"Lord Yoru, this level of pain may not be much for you, but biting me can help speed up the fusion with the Sharingan," Yumi said softly.

Yoru gave the girl a helpless look with his left eye and wanted to refuse. But Yumi moved her arm even closer, nearly pressing it against his lips.

With no other choice, Yoru opened his mouth and bit down on her fair arm.

"Ah!"

"Don't make weird noises like that, hey!"

Yoru stared at Yumi, who had nearly gone limp on the ground, his face dark with exasperation. "And my optic nerve isn't even fully connected yet!"

"S-Sorry, Lord Yoru..."

Yumi's voice had gone completely soft. Her ears and neck were tinged pink, and her eyes had turned entirely into hearts, revealing the unusual state she was in.

"Please don't worry, Lord Yoru. I-I'll finish replacing your eye right away..."