Kazuhiko returned to the Psychology Clinic and eagerly checked the [Deep Blue] panel.
[Jonin Trait Draws: 9] [Chunin Trait Draws: 1] [Genin Trait Draws: 10]
"I can do a ten-pull from the Genin pool now. How many greens will I get this time?"
"Ten-pull on the Shisui banner—let's go!"
The [Deep Blue] light screen opened at once, and dazzling light burst out, so bright it made him uneasy.
[Basic Taijutsu (White)] [Uchiha-Style Straight Man (White)] [Tree Climbing Basics (White)] [Water Walking Basics (White)] [Single Hand Speed (White)] [Clone Technique Basics (White)] [Self-Sacrifice (White)] [Explosive Tag Deployment (White)] [Combat Thinking (White)] [Sharingan: Single Tomoe (Green)]
"The Genin pool can actually give you a Sharingan... Am I possessed by the luck of the gods?!"
Although this draw had given him nine whites and one green—the classic pity pull—Kazuhiko felt his hard days were finally over now that he'd gotten the Sharingan.
In the Uchiha Clan, failing to awaken the Sharingan was a disgrace to the family.
Especially when Kazuhiko's mother had awakened the Three-Tomoe Sharingan. She was skilled in Medical Ninjutsu and incredibly powerful—in short, every Uchiha's dream woman.
In the eyes of many Uchiha, Kazuhiko wasn't worthy of being Special Jonin Eri's son.
A Genin who still hadn't awakened his Sharingan at eighteen? He had no shame at all.
Some had even made extreme suggestions:
An anonymous commenter said Kazuhiko should be kicked out of Eri's Courtyard and banished to the Lower West District.
His father, Hideki, should be thrown into retirement and never given another post.
Meanwhile, the powerful and beautiful Special Jonin Eri should take on a whole harem of husbands, get down to business, and try for another child.
That way, she could pass on her excellent bloodline as soon as possible and contribute to the prosperity of the Uchiha Clan.
Now that Kazuhiko had joined the ranks of those with an awakened Sharingan, he'd finally reached the Uchiha "acceptable level of face." It was certainly cause for celebration.
The next time he spoke to someone, he could proudly preface his words with:
"We Uchiha!"
Those miserable days of begging people to "show the gunbai on my back some respect" were over.
[Equipped Trait: Sharingan: Single Tomoe (Green)] [Permanent Condition: Master the Sharingan and successfully copy a ninjutsu] [Description: The Sharingan's powerful insight lets you see rapid movements, hand seal sequences, and the flow of chakra. It can see through low-level illusions, predict the trajectory of simple attacks, and even copy any ninjutsu by observing its execution. The Sharingan's special ability lets you cast illusions through eye contact and enhance their effects.] [Evaluation: No two Sharingan are alike among a thousand Uchiha. Focusing on a single ability will take you further.]
Kazuhiko's pupils began to tremble, as if something were about to break free from its shell.
Then a searing heat flared from deep within his eye sockets, making him groan and cover his eyes with both hands.
Pain.
It felt as if flames were burning inside his eye sockets, or countless needles were piercing his eyeballs.
But amid the pain, he sensed something... awakening.
His vision changed abruptly—
The world became clearer. Fine dust drifted through the light, every vein on the leaves outside stood out in sharp detail, and he could even see the chakra flowing through his arms.
Kazuhiko lowered his hands with a tremble and looked into the mirror.
His reflection stared back with crimson eyes, a single tomoe slowly revolving in each—eerie and beautiful.
"Finally..."
He clenched his fists and laughed heartily.
The Sharingan was here, and the skies had cleared!
As always, leave it to Hashirama!
Clearly, the Single-Tomoe Sharingan had brought more than improved vision. It had also swelled his Uchiha confidence.
Kazuhiko could feel it—
The Sharingan's chakra had every cell in his body buzzing with excitement. His chakra flowed more smoothly, and the blocked pathways in his network were gradually clearing and strengthening.
The changes on the panel weren't substantial—
[Chakra +0.1]—[Chakra: 0.8 cards] [Sharingan: Hypnotic Illusion (Blue) Permanently Fixed]
But his dynamic vision, perception, copying ability, and resistance to illusions had all leaped forward thanks to the Sharingan.
These abilities were difficult to assess without experiencing them in actual combat.
So Kazuhiko stretched his limbs and gauged how he felt compared to before.
"My muscle strength, reaction speed, and even my five senses have all improved a little."
"If I had to put it in numbers, it's probably around the boost from a green trait: +0.1 to every attribute."
He looked out the window. Birds beat their wings, and cicadas chirped.
Everything outside was crystal clear to him. He could even make out the patterns on the birds' feathers and the markings on the cicadas' bodies.
"My eyesight has improved a lot. Based on my experience so far, that means my ocular powers must have increased too."
"The boost to my eyesight is pretty huge. It's hard to estimate how much my ocular powers have improved, but it's definitely far more than 0.1."
"To some extent, this is Shisui's Single-Tomoe Sharingan..."
"Once I collect all the Sharingan traits Shisui has, the combined boost to my ocular powers will have even the so-called greatest genius shining my shoes!"
The fake greatest genius—Uchiha Shisui.
The real greatest genius—Uchiha Kazuhiko.
In high spirits, Kazuhiko began circulating his chakra and found that the ninjutsu he already knew came more naturally to him than ever.
Even a simple Phoenix Sage Fire Technique had become nearly twenty percent faster and more powerful, thanks to his quicker hand seals and more efficient chakra control.
"Besides my ocular powers, everything's improved a little—but together, the boosts are terrifying."
Kazuhiko looked at his Sharingan in the mirror and thought it looked more handsome the longer he gazed at it.
Still, a single tomoe was a little plain. Three tomoe would look perfect.
Kazuhiko looked at [Deep Blue]—
[Jonin Trait Draws: 9]
Just one more draw and he could do a ten-pull. He could practically see an even more perfect version of himself beckoning to him.
Kazuhiko felt a feverish heat spread through his body, as if bugs were crawling over him.
He felt itchy, ravenous, desperate for it.
Just one more. Just one time, and I...
Knock, knock, knock!
The Psychology Clinic wasn't open today, so whoever had come at this hour definitely wasn't a patient.
Kazuhiko composed himself, put on his glasses, and returned to his seat.
"Come in!"
Kurenai Yuhi entered, her dark hair framing a pale face and crimson eyes. She wore casual clothes, with bandages as usual, and her long black hair fell over her shoulders. A polite smile played on her lips.
"Doctor Kazuhiko?"
"That's me."
Her eyes settled on Kazuhiko's face and brightened slightly.
"I'm Kurenai Yuhi, a Special Jonin who specializes in genjutsu. If there's anything you don't understand about genjutsu, you can ask me. To make sure I earn my employer's fee, I'll tell you everything I know, handsome."
Kurenai spoke with a polite smile. Her voice was sweet and gentle, and paired with her beautiful, delicate features, it was very pleasant to listen to.
Beautiful women really knew how to talk!
Kazuhiko was a sucker for that sort of thing. He stood up with a smile.
"Have a seat. Would you like something to drink?"
Kurenai settled into the sofa and glanced at the tea set for guests, smiling.
"Just tea, please. Your tea set is lovely, Doctor. It looks like a fine piece from the Land of Artisans. I like tea too, so I hope you don't mind me asking—where did you buy it?"
"I didn't. I got it from my dad."
"Fine craftwork from the Land of Artisans can't be cheap. Your family must really love you. What's your father's name?"
Kazuhiko found Kurenai's conversational tactics strangely familiar.
It felt like she was checking his family registry.
Was she going to ask next:
"What do your parents do for work?"
"How many houses does your family own?"
"What high-level ninjutsu do you know?"
I didn't come here for a blind date, did I?
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