Old Uchiha Clan Grounds.
The streets were completely deserted. A lamp was lit inside Genkawa Uchiha's residence. He lay on the tatami in the living room with a hot towel covering his face.
The towel had just been soaked in hot water. Its warmth seeped through the fabric into his skin, bringing a comfortable heat to his eyes.
Over the past few days, the changes in his eyes had become increasingly frequent. That sore, numb sensation appeared from time to time, sometimes during the day and sometimes at night, with no pattern whatsoever.
But today was different. The sensation had not stopped since the afternoon.
He knew what that meant. It was probably about time.
Genkawa Uchiha lay there for a long time without moving. The clock in the living room ticked away as the seconds passed.
At a certain moment, he suddenly sat up. The hot towel slipped from his face and fell onto the tatami.
The veins around his eye sockets were slightly bulging.
Compared to the grotesquely protruding veins when the Hyuga Clan used the Byakugan, the bulges on his face were extremely subtle.
The veins extended outward from the corners of his eyes like fine threads, vanishing near his temples.
His eyes had completely changed. The black of his pupils was gone, replaced by a translucent white like glazed glass.
His irises shone a bright white, and his pupils were white as well, though slightly darker than his irises, like the hint of jade at the center of white jade.
Paired with his handsome face, they gave him the appearance of a porcelain doll—beautiful enough to seem unreal.
He blinked, and his vision completely changed in that instant.
He could instantly see the kitchen behind the wall, the storage room farther away, the foundation beneath the