Uchiha, Nothing More Than This!

Nohara Rin hurriedly blocked the hospital bed, her tone urgent. "No! Kakashi is severely injured and cannot get out of bed right now. Whatever the matter is, it can wait until he has recovered."

Uchiha Yashiro's expression darkened instantly upon hearing this. He stared at Nohara Rin with malicious intent, his scarlet three-tomoe Sharingan spinning rapidly. A faint ripple of chakra emanated from his body, clearly intending to cast a genjutsu on her.

Aragaki Yasushi was furious.

Damn it, are these Uchiha guys really this overbearing?

To cast a genjutsu on a fellow villager just like that—have they no shame?

Asuma, standing to the side, was also incensed. He rolled up his sleeves and began to curse, "You bastard..."

Before Asuma could rush forward, Aragaki Yasushi had already moved. With a flash, he blocked the path in front of Nohara Rin and raised his eyes to meet Uchiha Yashiro's gaze.

In the next second, he felt his vision blur, and the world around him instantly turned blood-red.

I've been caught in a genjutsu!

Aragaki Yasushi felt a jolt of surprise.

They really just cast it without a second thought? Not giving anyone any face at all?

But to think a mere genjutsu would dare act arrogant in front of me?

Before the genjutsu could take effect, Aragaki Yasushi activated the Horse Talisman.

In the next instant, the surrounding blood-red scene dissipated, and everything returned to normal.

Aragaki Yasushi looked up, his tone laced with mockery as he stared straight at Uchiha Yashiro. "If you have something to say, just say it here. There's no need for secrets."

"Besides, using genjutsu on a comrade from your own village—is this the skill the Uchiha Clan is so proud of?"

As soon as these words left his mouth, Uchiha Inabi, standing behind Uchiha Yashiro, bristled. He rolled up his sleeves and took a step forward, his eyes fierce, clearly itching to rush up and beat Aragaki Yasushi to a pulp right then and there.

"You brat, how dare you speak to Lord Yashiro like that? You're courting death!"

But just as he took a step, he was firmly held back by the young man standing beside him.

Aragaki Yasushi looked at the youth and realized who it was in an instant.

Oh? Isn't this Uchiha Shisui?

Although he had known Shisui was on the Mist Battlefield, this was the first time he had seen the legendary Body Flicker Shisui with his own eyes since arriving.

He saw Uchiha Shisui offer Aragaki Yasushi a friendly smile, about to speak up to mediate and ease the tense atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, Uchiha Yashiro spoke first, his tone arrogant. "You're not bad. To be able to break my genjutsu in an instant—state your name."

Aragaki Yasushi felt speechless.

Is the entire Uchiha Clan just a bunch of posers?

Trying to act cool in front of me? It's truly infuriating!

He kept his face impassive, his tone flat and tinged with sarcasm. "I am merely an ordinary chunin in the village. As for my name, it is not yet worthy of being known by a jonin of the Uchiha Clan."

"As for being able to break your genjutsu, it is simply because your technique is quite pathetic."

Uchiha Yashiro was slightly stunned, clearly not expecting Aragaki Yasushi to talk back to him like that.

Uchiha Inabi, behind him, was even more incensed. He jumped up and down, shouting, "You brat, what nonsense are you spouting? How dare you insult the genjutsu of the Uchiha Clan!"

Aragaki Yasushi sneered, his tone even sharper. "Compared to the Kurama Clan, your Uchiha genjutsu is truly far inferior."

Hearing Aragaki Yasushi mention the Kurama Clan—another prestigious genjutsu family in Konoha—and dismiss the Uchiha's genjutsu as worthless, Uchiha Inabi could no longer hold back. He broke free from Shisui's grip and tried to rush forward, determined to teach Aragaki Yasushi a lesson.

Fortunately, Uchiha Yashiro still possessed some composure. He raised a hand to stop him, his voice cold. "Stop! Don't make a fool of yourself here!"

With that, he turned to look at Shisui. "Shisui, drag him out."

Shisui wore a look of apology as he hurriedly grabbed the struggling Inabi, half-dragging and half-persuading him away from the tent.

However, when he looked at Aragaki Yasushi, Shisui's eyes were filled with intense interest.

To be so young and yet easily break Lord Yashiro's genjutsu.

I wonder if my own genjutsu could trap him?

Although Shisui was quite confident in his own genjutsu—having combined it with the Body Flicker Technique to earn the title of Body Flicker Shisui—he was still young. He felt that his own mastery of genjutsu might not yet match that of veteran jonin like Yashiro.

Yet, Aragaki Yasushi had been able to easily break Lord Yashiro's genjutsu.

This naturally made him look at the boy in a new light.

Once the figures of Shisui and the other had completely disappeared from the tent entrance, Uchiha Yashiro slowly turned his head, his gaze fixed firmly on Kakashi in the hospital bed.

"Regardless of the circumstances, the Sharingan of my Uchiha Clan must never fall into the hands of outsiders."

"Even if I have to take this to the Third Hokage, I will demand an explanation!"

Aragaki Yasushi scoffed. "Then let the Hokage decide."

"Furthermore, Kakashi is currently severely injured. Surely your Uchiha Clan wouldn't go so far as to harass a patient, forcing him to dig out a gift given to him by a fallen comrade?"

Uchiha Yashiro was rendered speechless by the retort. His expression grew even uglier, and he snorted coldly. "Until he recovers, he is not to go anywhere. I will have men watch him!"

Having said that, he turned and left the tent in a fit of rage.

It was not until the footsteps of Uchiha Yashiro had completely faded away that Nohara Rin, Yuhi Kurenai, and Asuma finally let out a collective sigh of relief.

That was a veteran jonin of the Uchiha Clan, after all.

In his presence, it was inevitable for them to feel immense pressure.

They truly had not expected that Aragaki Yasushi could withstand that pressure so easily, let alone dare to talk back to Uchiha Yashiro right to his face.

Nohara Rin hurried over to Aragaki Yasushi, her face full of gratitude as she whispered, "Thank you, Yasushi. If it weren't for you just now, we really wouldn't have known what to do."

Aragaki Yasushi waved his hand and smiled, "It's nothing. We're all comrades; it was just a small favor."

Beside them, Yuhi Kurenai looked into Aragaki Yasushi's eyes, her own sparkling with pure admiration, as if Aragaki Yasushi were glowing.

Asuma also gave Aragaki Yasushi a thumbs-up.

In contrast, Kakashi on the hospital bed remained as lifeless as ever, showing not the slightest reaction, as if the argument just now had nothing to do with him, remaining lost in his own world.

The group stayed in the infirmary for a while longer, but seeing that Kakashi still showed no response, they decided to leave and let him get some rest.

After stepping out of the tent, Aragaki Yasushi stopped and said to Nohara Rin with a serious expression, "Kakashi has transplanted the Sharingan. Even if Obito gave it to him willingly, the Uchiha Clan will not let this matter rest."

"You must inform Minato-sensei as soon as possible. Only he can keep the situation under control."

Nohara Rin nodded vigorously, her face filled with gravity, "I understand."

Seeing that there was nothing else, Aragaki Yasushi bid farewell to Nohara Rin, watching her retreating figure as he began to ponder to himself.

Minato possesses the Flying Thunder God technique; he should be able to arrive today.

With Minato's prestige and strength, Kakashi's Sharingan will likely be kept safe, just as it was in the original story.

However, there will inevitably be some bickering with the Uchiha Clan along the way.

But those squabbles have nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, Aragaki Yasushi prepared to leave.

Just then, four figures walked toward the infirmary, running straight into Aragaki Yasushi and the others.

It was Might Duy, along with Might Guy, Shiranui Genma, and Ebisu.

Aragaki Yasushi quickly stepped forward to greet them, "Duy-sensei, are you all here to see Kakashi?"