Naruto: I Use Chakra to Upgrade Bloodline Limit Chapter 44

"To think I would run into you two here, what a stroke of fate, hahahaha."

"Uchiha Genya, my strength has improved slightly of late, come and accept a challenge from the future Hokage!" Sarutobi Taro let out a strange laugh and launched a "sneak attack" on Genya, catching him off guard.

Genya merely shifted slightly to the side, dodging Sarutobi Taro's assault with ease.

He then extended his right foot.

And tripped him directly to the ground.

"Uchiha Genya, how dare you trip the future Hokage, that is too much!" Sarutobi Taro scrambled up from the ground in a fit of pique, clenching his fists as if ready to fight.

But recalling that Genya had previously defeated the Cloud Village Storm Release ninja Darui, he thought it over carefully and suppressed his urge to continue, letting out a soft huff.

"I am the future Hokage, after all; a great man does not hold a grudge against a petty one, so I shall forgive you."

"When I become Hokage in the future, posterity will surely praise my magnanimity."

Sarutobi Taro found a way to save face.

He had come to attend the banquet following the elders of his clan.

Nami, standing to the side, was full of question marks.

She had been out on a date, strolling with Genya, so why had this Sarutobi Taro appeared again!?

Too much!

So angry!

Hmph, hmph, hmph!

Afterward, the three of them strolled together through the Hyuga compound, with Nami helping to introduce the sights to them both.

The decor and layout within the Hyuga clan were very stylish, indeed far more luxurious than the Uchiha clan.

But there was no helping it.

Since the founding of their clan, the Hyuga had supported the Hokage line and received great importance, thus obtaining better resources for development.

The Uchiha of the past had lived far too frugally.

The three arrived at a training ground.

In the center of the field.

A father and son were sparring.

Hizashi Hyuga and Neji Hyuga.

In the original plot, Hizashi Hyuga had died in place of his brother, Hiashi Hyuga.

But the plans of the Cloud Village had changed.

And so, Hizashi Hyuga had survived.

The two were locked in an intense exchange.

During a break.

Neji revealed a wide smile.

He looked at Hizashi Hyuga, his eyes filled with adoration, wishing to become a powerful Jonin of the Hyuga just like his father...

In the distance, Genya fell into deep thought.

Perhaps.

This was a case of planting a willow tree without intent, only for it to provide shade...

Night.

Genya's residence.

The void space twisted.

Ripples spread out.

"Uchiha Genya, stop right there."

Just as he returned to his room, Genya heard a cold voice emanate from the shadows.

Genya was not flustered.

He looked toward the source of the voice.

What met his eyes was a mysterious figure wearing a Tiger-Pattern Mask.

The man in the Tiger-Pattern Mask spoke again.

"Do you know, I am the ancestor of the Uchiha, Uchi..."

Before Obito could finish.

Genya rushed forward with an excited expression, grabbing the masked man's arms firmly, his face flushed with excitement as he asked.

"Are you the Uchiha ancestor, Uchiha Madara?"

Obito: ???

I hadn't even finished speaking yet.

Could you at least let me maintain a sense of mystery?

Obito coughed awkwardly.

The brainwashing speech he had been brewing in his mind suddenly felt useless, so he asked instead.

"How did you recognize me?"

At this moment, Obito still needed to wear the identity of Uchiha Madara to carry out the Eye of the Moon Plan, so he did not deny the identity of Madara.

"Also, let go of your hand first. You're using too much force; you're hurting my shoulder..."

Obito frowned.

He realized that although Genya was young, his body was exceptionally strong.

Right now, Genya was gripping Obito's shoulder with a death-like, forceful hold.

It was probably on the verge of drawing blood.

But Obito, thinking that he was "Uchiha Madara" at the moment and needed to maintain the demeanor of an expert, could only endure the pain and keep his composure...

"My apologies, Ancestor!"

As long as I apologize fast enough.

You won't be able to blame me!

Genya let go with a sheepish grin.

Inside, however, he was muttering that Obito's body was far too frail.

He couldn't even withstand this little bit of pressure?

Obito clasped his hands behind his back, looking like a master detached from the world, and spoke slowly.

"How did you know my identity?"

Obito stared straight at Genya.

Beneath the Tiger-Pattern Mask, a look of interest appeared on his face.

After hearing the question.

Genya thought for a moment before speaking.

"Ancestor, first, when you appeared just now, I noticed your right eye was a Sharingan, so I concluded you were from the Uchiha clan."

"Second, you appeared in the courtyard out of thin air, which must have been a specific space-time ninjutsu. In the vast Uchiha clan, I fear only the ancestor Uchiha Madara could possess such space-time ninjutsu."

"Of course, these are all my guesses. May I ask, are you truly the ancestor Uchiha Madara?"

Genya stared at Obito with bright eyes, his gaze filled with anticipation.

This analysis.

Made Obito realize that the youth before him was meticulous and possessed clear, logical reasoning.

Obito acknowledged it, then spoke indifferently.

"Not bad, I am indeed the Uchiha ancestor, Uchiha Madara!"

Obito had originally thought.

That only Shisui and Itachi were geniuses within the Uchiha.

But after observing for this period of time.

He discovered that Genya's talent was also terrifyingly high.

Previously, Genya had even defeated Darui of the Cloud Village, which made Obito approve of him even more.

"Hm? Why are you staring at me?" Obito suddenly noticed that Genya had been looking at him with eyes full of worship, which made him feel somewhat awkward.

If Genya were the cold and aloof Itachi, Obito could educate him with strength and then reason with him.

But Genya's appearance—as if he worshipped him and wanted to follow his lead—caught Obito off guard, and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

Finally.

It was Genya who broke the deadlock.

"Ancestor, what brings you to me?"

Obito feigned profoundness and said coldly: "Your strength is among the best of the younger generation of the Uchiha. I want you to follow me!"

Genya's talent was high; if he could be pulled into the organization, he would surely contribute to the capture of the Tailed Beasts in the future!

Genya hesitated for a moment, then asked.

"Ancestor, it would be my honor to follow by your side, but what is the monthly salary and compensation like?"

"You are well aware that since the battle at the Valley of the End, your reputation in Konoha has declined quite a bit. If Konoha finds out I am following you, I will be taking on quite a few risks. I feel it is very necessary for us to have an in-depth discussion regarding salary and benefits. After all, as you know, worship cannot put food on the table..."

"Hmm???" Obito wore a look of utter bewilderment.

How could the youth before him be so incredibly pragmatic?

Obito spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of a lecture.

"As your ancestor, I have been silently contributing to the peace of the shinobi world. I hope you will join hands with me to strive together and create a world without pain, without sorrow, and filled only with joy."

At this moment, Obito had only one goal.

To push forward the initiation and completion of the Eye of the Moon Plan.

To create a happy world that included Rin!

Obito was trying to hoodwink Genya.

Genya's eyes revealed a grievance like that of a junior; he let out a drawn-out "Oh," then spoke with dissatisfaction.

"Ancestor, do you mean you want to get labor out of me for free?"

Obito was stunned.

It seemed the other party was completely impervious to his rhetoric.

Thus, he deepened his tone and spoke.

"Uchiha Genya, do you know what a great honor it is to follow me?"

"But..." Genya paused for a moment, then spoke with even greater grievance.

"Ancestor, do you know how much effort it takes to take a wife in the shinobi world nowadays? Not only do I need to prepare a courtyard, a dowry, and savings, but my parents fell in the Third Shinobi World War, so I have to do everything myself."

"If following you won't make me rich, then how am I supposed to get ahead in life, take a wife, and have children?"

Hearing Genya say this, Obito nearly cracked; how had the other party fallen so deep into the eyes of money? The latter spoke to console him.

"You are still so young; there is no need to consider these problems for now. Put your heart into creating a happy shinobi world, and by then, everyone in the shinobi world will thank you."