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Kizaru Instructs His Nephew

Time flew like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

During these two weeks, nothing major occurred in the village or the academy, save for one minor stir.

That was when Uchiha Inabi's parents, accompanied by a clan elder, paid a visit to the Hyuga residence to express their gratitude.

The Uchiha elder wore a radiant smile as he offered heartfelt thanks to Hyuga Toda and his father, while also "enthusiastically" inviting Hyuga Toda to interact more frequently with the younger generation of the Uchiha clan.

He even encouraged Hyuga Toda to be bold in speaking up, to keep up the good work, and to strive for even greater achievements!

After this visit concluded, the Hyuga residence was filled with loud, ringing voices for an entire night, the echoes lingering and refusing to fade!

The next day, a sleep-deprived senior student from the Hyuga clan arrived at Kizaru's classroom to request a three-day sick leave for his cousin.

A joyful atmosphere instantly permeated the classroom. The students who guessed the reason broke into cheerful smiles, with Uchiha Inabi laughing the hardest of all.

At the same time, the topic of Uchiha Inabi awakening his Sharingan at the age of six began to circulate throughout the village, becoming a common point of discussion alongside Kizaru's challenge against the Uchiha Jonin.

Some members of the Uchiha clan even boasted that Uchiha Inabi, having awakened his eyes, possessed potential and talent surpassing Kizaru's, and that he would soon leave Kizaru in the dust.

These words only left Uchiha Inabi blushing with embarrassment and feeling like a fraud.

He could only scream in his heart, That's not me! I didn't do it!

For several days at school, Uchiha Inabi would steer clear whenever he saw Kizaru.

It couldn't be helped; during the last monthly exam, the performance of the Great Demon King Kizaru had been far too monstrous!

In reality, however, Uchiha Inabi's worries were clearly overblown.

Kizaru paid no mind to these rumors. He had spent the last half-month in leisure: slacking off during school hours, training with the four little ones after class, and staying home at night to develop the Rasengan.

Under Kizaru's deliberate arrangement and guidance, the relationship between Zen-hiko and his friends and Namikaze Minato progressed rapidly, gradually becoming quite close.

Nowadays, after school, Namikaze Minato would return to the Shimura residence with Kizaru's group to train and eat dinner together; he was practically living at the Shimura house.

Namikaze Minato's closeness to Kizaru, training and eating together every day, naturally caught Danzo's attention.

After observing Namikaze Minato's training in secret a few times, the sharp-eyed Danzo also discovered the boy's exceptional talent.

Consequently, Danzo—whose mind was filled with nothing but iron-blooded ruthlessness and extremism—began to hatch a new plan.

"Kizaru, that Minato boy is quite good. I intend to bring him into Root to be groomed."

"Cough, cough!" Kizaru, who was leaning back in his chair and sipping tea leisurely, was startled by Danzo's words.

"That is a truly terrifying topic," Kizaru said, setting down his teacup with a scoff.

Hearing Kizaru's retort, Danzo frowned slightly and continued, "Your judgment is sound; that boy's talent is worth cultivating as a priority."

Staring at Danzo with the look one might give an idiot, Kizaru was once again rendered speechless by his uncle's shortsightedness and narrow-mindedness.

When his own teacher, Hiruzen Sarutobi, recruited people, he played the good guy, preaching the righteous Will of Fire to win both hearts and loyalty.

And his uncle?

His recruitment methods were brutal. There were no invitations, investments, or marriage alliances—only brainwashing, beheadings, and forcing people to act like dogs. It was nothing but hardcore!

He had no popular support!

Perhaps that was why Hiruzen Sarutobi felt so at ease with Danzo.

With a close friend who would do anything to get the job done and take the blame for him, Hiruzen Sarutobi was like Qin Shi Huang touching a live wire—he was winning at everything!

"Uncle, please don't say such terrifying things next time. It's truly frightening!" Kizaru continued to complain with a roll of his eyes.

"Kizaru, do not let emotions dictate your actions!" Danzo said sternly, dissatisfied with Kizaru's response.

"Hey, hey, hey! Uncle!" Kizaru paid no heed to Danzo's lecture. Instead, a smile appeared on his face as he said in a flippant tone, "Your theory is only suited for the shadows. Under the sunlight, it is simply too much of an eyesore."

Veins nearly popped on Danzo's forehead; he had been angered by Kizaru once again.

"Then what is your brilliant insight?" Danzo asked with a sarcastic tone.

"Learn from my teacher: win their hearts first, then win the person!" Kizaru replied with a grin.

Taking a deep breath, Danzo suddenly felt a sour sensation in his heart.

They hadn't met since the last assessment, so why was he calling him "teacher" so affectionately?

"Then you can listen to your old teacher Hiruzen! I'm done with it!" With that, Danzo stood up in a huff and prepared to walk out.

"Uncle, please wait a moment!" Seeing Danzo turn to leave, Kizaru picked up the teacup in front of him and called out slowly.

Danzo, his right foot already across the threshold, stopped upon hearing the voice and turned to look at Kizaru.

"If you truly appreciate Minato, then adopt him as your foster son!" After saying this, Kizaru downed the hot tea in his cup and set it down with a smile.

A foster son?

Frowning in thought, Danzo suddenly felt that Kizaru's suggestion wasn't half bad.

He had seen Namikaze Minato's talent with his own eyes; it was, without a doubt, outstanding.

Setting aside his own nephew, a monster like Kizaru, Namikaze Minato's talent was definitely top-tier among his peers.

Thinking this, Danzo was just about to voice his agreement, but when he looked at Kizaru's handsome yet slightly sleazy and mischievous smile, he felt a tightness in his chest.

"I have my own considerations!" Putting on a tough front, Danzo said in a stiff tone.

"Then I won't see you out! Take care, Uncle!" Waving his hand perfunctorily at Danzo, who had already turned to leave, Kizaru said with a smile.

"No need!" Before the words had even faded, Danzo had already walked out of the room.

Storming out of the house and just about to exit the courtyard, Danzo suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Furious as he was, he suddenly remembered that his main purpose for coming to see Kizaru today wasn't Minato, but to deliver a message for an old dog!

Although he was very reluctant, considering the importance of the matter, Danzo had no choice but to turn back.

With his head lowered, Kizaru was busy trimming his nails when he heard the commotion at the door.

Without stopping his work, he continued to file his nails as he looked up.

"Uncle, we meet again!" Kizaru joked with a beaming smile.

So infuriating, he wanted to leave!

After Danzo's cheek twitched, he spoke up: "Hiruzen told me to tell you to wait for him under the Hokage Rock after school tomorrow afternoon."

"What does Teacher Sarutobi want with me?" Kizaru asked curiously.

"He has prepared some ninjutsu materials for you and wants to hand them to you personally," Danzo replied coldly.

"What a great teacher! Don't you agree, Uncle?" Kizaru wore a look of fake emotion.

Feeling even more bitter, Danzo really wanted to ask if he hadn't been good to him as well.

But maintaining his status as an elder and his penchant for airs, Danzo could only ignore Kizaru's comment and continued, "When you see Hiruzen tomorrow, mind your words and actions. Don't disgrace the etiquette of the Shimura Clan!"

"What a hassle!" Blowing on his nails, Kizaru sighed.

A hassle???

Feeling incensed, Danzo shot Kizaru a look, turned around, and walked away cleanly, not wanting to stay for even another second!