Extermination of the Clan

The Root ninja found it difficult to comprehend the mind of Itachi Uchiha.

He didn't want his father, didn't want his mother, and didn't want his entire clan; he only wanted his younger brother... What kind of mental circuit was this? This was purely insane.

"No, he is doing this for his brother, and also for Konoha."

"But even if you add Konoha into the mix..."

"For the sake of Konoha, there is nothing that cannot be sacrificed!"

Looking at this Root member, Danzo reprimanded him with a displeased expression.

"You, me, Itachi, the Uchiha, and even the Hokage—everyone has the obligation to sacrifice themselves for Konoha. Root was founded precisely on this basis... As my subordinate, if you haven't grasped this point, then you are unqualified..."

When it came to dealing with unqualified products, Root had always made it a policy to dispose of them upon discovery, leaving absolutely no future trouble.

The Root ninja wearing the Flower Cat Mask immediately knelt on one knee: "My lord, this subordinate knows his error. I beg you to give me a chance to correct myself."

"Time to go home..."

After spending the afternoon practicing on trees, Naruto Uzumaki looked up at the sky. Seeing that it was getting late, he prepared to head home.

However, before going home, he had to tidy up his miscellaneous items first.

The clutter was piled on the grass not far away.

It included kunai, shuriken, drinking water, a grill, pots and bowls, carving knives, wood, and unfinished wood carvings... These were real miscellaneous items used as a cover to hide the Raiden Shogun who was mixed in among them.

Otherwise, leaving the Raiden Shogun sitting alone on the grass every afternoon and retrieving her every evening, day after day, would be very strange and easily attract the attention of those with ulterior motives.

"Shadow, Shogun, we... wait, where is she?"

Walking to the grass, Naruto suddenly discovered that the Raiden Shogun was gone.

Did she sneak off to play?

As soon as the thought appeared in his mind, Naruto immediately extinguished it.

It couldn't be that she went off to play; the Shadow and the Shogun were not the type to be playful. Spending every day sunbathing on the grass, chatting in the Sealing Space, or playing mahjong was already enough for them.

The possibility of them leaving on their own was very small, but the possibility of them disappearing against their will was very high.

So that meant...

Naruto's eyes deepened: "Was she taken?"

The thick scent of blood finally drew the attention of the Uchiha, and they began to take up weapons to resist the enemy.

However, what greeted them was a one-sided slaughter.

The two Uchiha traitors were exceptionally powerful.

Obito used Kamui to phase through attacks; even the Three Tomoe Uchiha could not last a few moves under his hand, and ordinary ninjas were killed in a single strike.

Itachi was also formidable, especially with his genjutsu. With a sweep of his Mangekyo, almost every Uchiha would experience at least a momentary paralysis.

It was precisely this momentary paralysis that caused a large number of Uchiha to fall completely, becoming nothing more than corpses.

Amidst the insults and curses of "traitor," "running dog of Konoha," and "bastard who deserves to die."

Itachi and Obito killed with high efficiency. Soon, the cries grew fewer and fewer, eventually dropping to zero.

On the streets paved with corpses, fresh blood stained the ground.

Itachi said coldly: "Let's split up and search for any survivors."

"No problem."

Obito, wearing the Spiral Mask, readily agreed.

A foolish clan deserved to be wiped out completely.

"Itachi!"

A voice came from afar.

An Uchiha girl with a tear mole at the corner of her eye came running over.

She saw the corpses covering the ground and then saw Obito, who was clearly dressed in a mysterious and suspicious manner. Her eyes were filled with fury as she anxiously said to Itachi: "Why are you with the enemy? Come over here quickly, let's deal with the enemy together."

"What choice will you make?" Obito looked at Itachi, a look of interest appearing beneath his mask.

Obito knew the girl; her name was Izumi Uchiha. She had a crush on Itachi and had invited him to eat Three-Color Dango many times, and as for Itachi's attitude toward her...

It had to be said, it was quite worth investigating.

"...Izumi, I'm sorry."

As he spoke, Itachi walked toward Izumi.

Izumi was bewildered, "Itachi, why are you suddenly apologizing? The important thing right now is to deal with the enemy..."

--Tsukuyomi!

The three tomoe collided, forming the Mangekyo, as ocular power surged to unleash the dojutsu Tsukuyomi.

Blood tears flowed from the corners of Itachi's eyes, while Izumi's expression turned vacant, her mind completely trapped within the illusion.

Inside the illusion, Izumi and Itachi experienced a sweet romance, successfully entered into marriage, raised children, held hands, and grew old together...

Pfft!

A kunai pierced through her heart, and blood flowed uncontrollably.

Itachi looked at the deceased Izumi, a trace of happy a smile still lingering on her face.

"Tsk tsk, Itachi, you really are heartless... You should know, she liked you very much from beginning to end."

Obito walked over, sighing with emotion, his eyes fixed on Itachi's face, not missing a single change in expression.

Itachi remained expressionless: "The legendary Madara... is also someone who cares about such things?"

Madara was a classic straight man who wouldn't care about trivial matters of love; he only cared about Hashirama.

However, the person standing in front of Itachi was Obito, the most devoted man of the Uchiha, who spent his entire life running for Rin.

Obito chuckled, "No, I'm just curious, what does it feel like to kill a girl who likes you?"

"You will probably never be able to experience it."

Itachi gazed toward his home in the distance; at this hour, his father and mother would usually be waiting for him to have dinner.

Seeing this, Obito said: "Need help? Your father is the Uchiha clan leader, after all. You've exhausted a lot of energy, so you might not necessarily win."

"No need, I will handle it myself."

A minute later, Itachi pushed open the door to his home, and his parents, dressed neatly, came into view.

Fugaku and Mikoto looked at Itachi, their eyes filled with deep sorrow.

So... it has come to this?

"Obito, I found something fun."

White Zetsu emerged from the ground, appearing beside Obito, and said excitedly.

Obito reprimanded him sternly: "Call me Madara, you idiot!"

It was fortunate that no one else was around, otherwise, the true identity he had painstakingly concealed would have been exposed instantly.

White Zetsu said aggrievedly: "Oh."

"Mmph... mmph..."

A sound suddenly rang out, and White Zetsu looked around foolishly, "What is that sound? Do you know, Obito?"

You damn...

"Call me Madara! If you get it wrong one more time, I'll kill you!"

Killing intent boiled in Obito's eyes, and he had already decided in his heart that there would not be a next time; once he returned, he would dispose of this White Zetsu who couldn't keep its mouth shut.

"What is that in your hand?" Obito noticed the little thing struggling in White Zetsu's grip.

"Ah, this... I see, so the sound just now was made by her."

White Zetsu, who had been sad about Obito's scolding, suddenly perked up and presented it to Obito like a treasure, loosening his tightly clasped hands.

A tiny Raiden Shogun came into view.

"Rude fellows, who are you? Why have you abducted me?"

Sitting at home, disaster struck from the sky.

Shadow felt very bewildered; she had been sleeping soundly on the grass, having provoked no one and offended no one.

She closed her eyes and opened them only to find herself at a crime scene, the smell of blood pungent, with two strange people standing nearby.

"A puppet? No, this isn't one!"