The Radicals Are Too Radical, The Conservatives Are Too Conservative

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"If the Three-Tomoe Sharingan were this easy to awaken, our Uchiha clan would have been invincible long ago!"

The next moment, Shota, lying on the recliner, snapped his eyes open.

His scarlet pupils shimmered with an eerie, supernatural light.

The Three-Tomoe Sharingan was spinning frantically.

"It really is the Three-Tomoe Sharingan!"

"From nothing to something, it only took an hour to awaken the Three-Tomoe Sharingan?"

"What exactly is this psychotherapy surgery? Is it an S-rank Genjutsu? Can I go in and try it?"

"I can also believe in the Psychology Clinic; I can also talk!"

"Who told me Doctor Kazuhiko was a failure? Stand up and own it right now; I will not allow anyone to insult the great psychologist of our Uchiha clan!"

"..."

In the operating room, Shota looked at Kazuhiko in a daze, unable to comprehend what was happening before him.

The memories from the Genjutsu world intertwined with reality, leaving his mind in a state of confusion.

"Brother Kazuhiko, did I finally die too..."

In the Genjutsu, Kazuhiko had met his end early, logging off ahead of time.

Kazuhiko released the restraints on Shota and said softly:

"Welcome back, Shota."

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Shota surveyed his surroundings in silence, struggling to distinguish whether this was reality or a dream.

The Genjutsu world Kazuhiko had constructed was far too realistic.

It was so real that Shota had been completely immersed in it, leading him to suspect that the Kazuhiko before him was the illusion.

The operating room door swung open.

Yuta, Mako, and Moe stood at the very front, beaming with joy.

"Dad... Mom... Moe..."

Shota's voice trembled, and tears streamed down his face as he choked on his sobs.

Yuta rushed in, grabbed his son in a tight embrace, and laughed uncontrollably:

"Hahaha..."

He shook Shota's shoulders, looking somewhat manic:

"Good son, my good son! You've successfully awakened the Three-Tomoe, so why are you crying? No crying allowed, laugh with your old man!"

"Ahahaha..."

"My son... has awakened the Three-Tomoe, hahaha..."

Mako stepped forward to wipe the bloody tears from her son's face, her own eyes moist as she watched him weep.

"Cry if you must, it's alright. Tonight, Mom will make your favorite Porpoise Rice Ball."

Moe climbed onto her father's back, reaching out to touch the three tomoe, but remembering that one shouldn't rub their eyes, she leaned in close instead, widening her own eyes to observe them carefully.

Shota hugged his family tightly, finally returning to reality, unable to speak through his sobs.

Everything was understood without a word.

In the observation room, the group of Uchiha had recovered from their shock.

Great Elder Shio sat with his eyes closed, his fingers tapping against the armrest.

He was contemplating the value of this "psychotherapy surgery."

What did everything that just happened mean for the Uchiha?

Mass-producing the Three-Tomoe Sharingan meant that the Uchiha clan—

Was about to become invincible.

Shio felt his heart trembling.

Conflict with the Konoha higher-ups?

What kind of utter nonsense was the plan he had proposed this morning!

Radicalism is truly a disaster!

The Uchiha need do nothing; as long as they maintain the status quo and protect Kazuhiko well, the entire ninja world will tremble beneath the Three-Tomoe Sharingan!

Yutaro watched the operating room with a beaming smile, a certain flame burning in his eyes as well.

Artificially intervening to create a Three-Tomoe Sharingan.

His own plans had indeed been too conservative.

Impeach the Third Hokage?

Elect a new Hokage?

What utter nonsense!

We Uchiha should have someone step forward to become Hokage directly!

Eri rose with a smile and looked toward the two elders.

"Great Elder, Third Elder, regarding this medical assessment..."

Shio nodded immediately.

"Approved. The Psychology Clinic must exist."

"Furthermore, today's 'treatment surgery' is classified as an S-rank secret. Issue a gag order to all personnel present."

"Elder Yutaro, what do you think..."

Yutaro nodded slowly, looking at Eri with a beaming smile.

"Do as the Great Elder says. Director Eri, bring Kazuhiko to the next secret shrine meeting."

Eri bowed slightly:

"You are too kind, Third Elder. Given Kazuhiko's strength, would it be..."

Yutaro waved his hand, glanced at the Uchiha in the observation room, and finally looked at Kazuhiko.

"Kazuhiko is already qualified to join us in deciding the fate of the Uchiha clan."

Shisui stood in the corner, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

He had known it all along:

Brother Kazuhiko is the one who can change the fate of the Uchiha clan.

He left silently, took out his Anbu mask, and fell into deep thought.

Should he report today's events to the Hokage?

"Lord Danzo, an urgent secret report."

At the underground headquarters of the Root, a Root ninja knelt on one knee and presented a scroll containing the secret report.

Danzo unfurled the scroll, his eyes widening and his pupils constricting.

"Three-Tomoe... using psychological therapy combined with genjutsu to awaken the Three-Tomoe Sharingan..."

He felt a flicker of doubt, followed by an inexplicable sense of excitement.

If one could awaken the Three-Tomoe, what if one went even further?

"Kazuhiko... son of Uchiha Eri... medical genin..."

Danzo stood up and paced back and forth in the secret chamber.

In his mind, he had already outlined the value that Kazuhiko represented.

If he could control this person, if he could obtain his techniques...

Danzo gently stroked the Sharingan beneath his bandages, his heart surging with anticipation.

"I want all of Kazuhiko's files, immediately!"

The Root ninja departed swiftly, returning moments later with a stack of dossiers and surveillance footage.

Danzo began to flip through them, finally fixing his gaze on the playing video.

In the recording, Kazuhiko was speaking passionately in the courtyard of Shota's home:

"We Uchiha live our lives inferior to no one! Many Uchiha have inherited the Will of Fire and possess the ambition to become Hokage!"

"Where the leaves of Konoha dance..."

"We Uchiha... are the new buds inheriting the Will of Fire."

Danzo let out a cold laugh, the light in his single eye shifting from excitement to chilling malice, and from malice to fury.

"An Uchiha as Hokage!"

"Preposterous!"

"A great traitor disguised as a loyalist!"

He slammed his palm onto the table, sending wood splinters flying.

"This child is a great traitor disguised as a loyalist; he will surely become a grave threat to my Konoha!"

Danzo paced back and forth in the secret chamber like a beast whose scales had been ruffled.

"Full of talk about the Will of Fire, yet secretly helping the Uchiha create Three-Tomoe Sharingan!"

"He wants to paralyze us! Paralyze the weak Sarutobi Hiruzen! Paralyze the entirety of Konoha!"

Danzo stopped in his tracks, his single eye brimming with murderous intent.

"If we cannot seize control as soon as possible..."

"He must be erased immediately!"

"Report this news to the Hokage at once. Tell him that I demand Kazuhiko and Shisui be transferred into Root immediately."

In the Hokage's office, Sarutobi Hiruzen watched the surveillance footage, his expression entirely different.

"The Hokage is the fire, burning itself to illuminate the village..."

"When the firelight kisses the fertile soil, when the cold wind blows through the woods, when war takes away those we love, our hearts still beat in rhythm for Konoha!"

"I have always firmly believed that one day, the ninjas of the Uchiha will earn everyone's recognition and become the Hokage!"

Listen to these words—how beautifully spoken.

What is the Will of Fire?

This is what you call the Will of Fire!