Naruto: I Use Chakra to Upgrade Bloodline Limit Chapter 12

Genya clenched his fist tightly!

The chakra test paper split apart.

"You have Wind affinity as well?" Fugaku was somewhat surprised this time.

Wind-style chakra possessed incredible cutting power.

Furthermore, the combination of Fire and Wind attributes could erupt with terrifying might.

It was far stronger than Fire combined with any of the other three chakra types.

He continued the test.

The scene that followed left Fugaku incomparably shocked.

The Lightning-style chakra test paper crinkled.

The Earth-style chakra test paper crumbled.

The Water-style chakra test paper became damp.

Genya possessed all five chakra attributes: Fire, Wind, Lightning, Water, and Earth...

Fugaku, standing to the side, widened his eyes and opened his mouth, wanting to say something but swallowing it back down his throat.

He felt it was inconceivable, wiping his eyes in a lapse of composure.

Fugaku asked uncertainly, "You have five chakra attributes?"

Genya replied unsurely: "It seems so..."

He himself wasn't entirely certain if these chakra test papers had become unreliable due to being "in a state of disrepair."

Afterward, to be safe, Fugaku had Genya test two more rounds.

It was still all five attributes!

Fugaku muttered in shock: "My god, this is incredible!"

The Uchiha clan had a long history.

It was rare for a genius with five attributes to appear.

In his memory.

Only their ancestor Uchiha Madara had awakened all five chakra attributes.

Genya was the second person!

After taking seven or eight seconds to calm his emotions, Fugaku said: "You are still young; unless your life is in danger, do not display any chakra other than Fire."

Konoha was not as safe and peaceful as one might imagine.

The various major clans were also locked in secret contention.

A tree that stands above the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

He needed to let Genya grow first.

At the very least, he needed to reach the strength of a Jonin.

Only then would he have sufficient ability to protect himself.

"I will!" Genya nodded.

Being excessively dazzling easily led to the jealousy of others.

Considering Genya was still young and would be unable to digest too many ninjutsu, Fugaku suggested that he first choose two C-rank ninjutsu, such as Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique and Wind Release: Gale!

The reason he still had Genya choose a Wind-style technique.

Was because he wanted him to have the ability at critical moments.

To fuse Fire Style and Wind Release.

Thereby possessing a trump card of his own.

Fugaku's suggestion was excellent, and Genya accepted it, slowly saying: "Uncle Fugaku, I would like to choose a genjutsu."

After thinking for a moment, Fugaku replied: "Only by awakening the Sharingan can one unleash the power of genjutsu to its maximum extent, and you haven't yet..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

He saw Genya's pupils turn blood-red.

A single tomoe slowly appeared in his eyes.

"Uncle Fugaku, can I learn genjutsu now?"

Fugaku was shocked once again...

Chapter 13: Itachi and Izumi

Itachi walked aimlessly down the street.

His eyes revealed a sense of confusion.

From a young age, Itachi had performed exceptionally well, growing up amidst the praise of his clansmen; even Fugaku was extremely satisfied with him.

Yet, within these past two days.

Genya's performance, whether in his way of thinking or his combat talent, had far surpassed his own.

This dealt a heavy blow to Itachi, whose pride was strong, and a sense of inexplicable frustration began to rise within him.

Perhaps he was far from worthy of the title of Uchiha genius?

"Heh..."

Itachi walked with vacant eyes, looking utterly dejected.

In this moment.

He felt as though he could not find his direction.

Nor could he find himself.

As he walked on.

Itachi arrived at the lake within the clan grounds.

He remembered.

His father had once practiced the Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique with him here.

Because he had learned it after watching it just once, he had earned his father's praise: "Truly worthy of being my son."

It felt as if all of this had happened just yesterday.

Following the wooden steps into the lake.

Itachi walked out slowly and then sat down.

A gentle breeze blew by.

Bringing with it a cool sense of comfort.

He did not know how long he had been sitting there.

Suddenly, a sweet voice came from behind Itachi.

"Itachi-kun, long time no see."

Reflected in his eyes was a young girl wearing a purple top with an adorable face.

She had jet-black hair reaching her waist, and a tear mole at the corner of her eye, which added a touch of playfulness and charm to her appearance.

"Oh, it's Izumi." Seeing the girl, Itachi said softly.

On the night of the Nine-Tails Incident, Itachi had saved a panicked Uchiha Izumi, and from then on, a connection had formed between the two.

Itachi was usually busy with training.

Even though they were both of the same clan, it was difficult for them to meet.

Seeing that Itachi was in low spirits, Izumi pursed her lips, then broke into a wide smile and said.

"Itachi-kun, you look like you're in a bad mood. If you have anything bothering you, you'll feel better if you talk about it."

"My lips are sealed, I promise I won't tell anyone!" Izumi made a gesture of covering her mouth.

Izumi could tell Itachi was upset, so she intended to comfort him.

"It's nothing." Itachi shook his head slightly in denial.

Itachi was a person who locked away his emotions and would never intentionally reveal his thoughts.

Just as in the future, even in death, Itachi would choose to bear the infamy to keep secrets for Konoha.

"I see." Itachi's response left Izumi slightly discouraged; his personality was still a bit eccentric, making it hard to open his heart.

Izumi took a box out of a green bag, which contained several skewers of Three-Color Dango.

"These are my mother's favorite Three-Color Dango. She says that when you're unhappy, eating sweets will make you feel better."

"Itachi-kun, would you like to try some Three-Color Dango?"

Izumi held out a skewer of Three-Color Dango to Itachi.

"But Itachi is outstanding in taijutsu at the academy, has excellent grades, and is an elite youth of our Uchiha; you probably don't like eating sweets!"

"Sorry, it was presumptuous of me."

Just as Izumi handed the Three-Color Dango over, she realized that the aloof Itachi might not like eating such small snacks.

She took them back on her own accord, bit into a dango, and began to eat it in large mouthfuls.

"So delicious!"

After finishing one dango.

Izumi turned around and found that Itachi was staring at her.

He even swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

Seeing that Izumi had caught his awkward moment, Itachi pretended to be aloof, turned his head away, and let out a soft hmph.

His tsundere nature was on full display!

"Could it be that Itachi likes eating Three-Color Dango???"

Izumi was also a bit bewildered.

She gave a sheepish laugh, then handed a skewer of Three-Color Dango to Itachi, who hesitated for a moment before taking it and beginning to eat; his tightly furrowed brows gradually began to relax.

Itachi muttered softly, "This is delicious!"

No matter how cold and aloof Itachi might become in the future.

No matter how devoid of humanity he might turn out to be.

At this moment, Itachi was still just a child of a little over six years old.

The two of them quickly finished off the few skewers of Three-Color Dango.

"Itachi, your Three-Color Dango is very tasty, thank you!" After finishing, a trace of a smile finally appeared on Itachi's face, as if his mood after today's defeat had improved somewhat.

"You're welcome, if you like them, I can buy more in the future," Izumi smiled sweetly.

"Mm-hmm, thank you!" Itachi nodded, returning the smile in gratitude.

"Then it's a promise!" Izumi said with a smile as well.

After chatting for a while longer, the two went home separately.

Just as Itachi returned home, he saw Sasuke rushing toward him, "Brother, play with me!"

The young Sasuke was still very clingy toward Itachi.

Even more so than toward Fugaku and Mikoto.

"Have you been a good boy today, Sasuke?" Itachi picked Sasuke up and affectionately touched his forehead against his.

"I ate two bowls of rice at noon today, Mother praised me for being so good," little Sasuke held up two fingers, telling Itachi as if asking for credit.

"Sasuke is super amazing!" Itachi patted Sasuke's little head, and upon receiving the praise, Sasuke tilted his chin up slightly.