The Uchiha Clan's Blind Swordsman

Amidst the crowd, Itachi seemed to catch a faint, lingering sentence.

"Itachi, do you know?"

"When a person is wary of or loathes something, their words and actions cannot hide it!"

"The Uchiha are never special... that is absolute nonsense!"

"Because of the existence of the Sharingan, the Uchiha's uniqueness is simply unavoidable."

"He wants to deny the Uchiha's uniqueness, yet he tacitly accepts the so-called discriminatory treatment!"

"In the end, it will only make the rift grow wider and wider."

"This is dirty, and it is also despicable."

The United States constantly advocates for freedom and equality, yet racial discrimination has never diminished.

Empty talk solves nothing.

Moreover, Sarutobi Hiruzen had no intention of solving the problem at all.

All he cared about was stabilizing his position, nothing more.

Setting that aside for the moment.

Inside Root.

Faced with two special Uchiha, Danzo, in the end, could not sit still.

The Uchiha Shisui he had favored so much had ultimately been kept in the Anbu, so this time, Danzo wanted to secure at least one of them no matter what.

His Root needed a pair of Sharingan.

Whether for him, or for the person before him.

"Aren't you very interested in the Sharingan? I have a piece of intelligence here!"

A glimmer of anticipation emerged within those cold eyes at these words.

Orochimaru stepped out from the shadows.

"Lord Danzo, you truly remain obsessed with the Sharingan, don't you!"

"No one would refuse that kind of power, would they?"

That was correct.

No one would refuse it, and no one did not yearn for it.

Both of these men were those who coveted the power of the Uchiha.

"That is well said, but... the only one worth noting this time is Uchiha Itachi."

"He is the child of the Uchiha clan head; I don't believe we can just lay a hand on him so easily."

"And even with a normal recruitment, he would either join the Konoha Military Police Force or simply enter the Anbu—"

The implication was clear: your Root had no chance.

But Danzo merely smiled.

"I am not talking about Uchiha Itachi! I am talking about another Uchiha, his name is Chiba!"

Orochimaru paused, somewhat surprised.

"That child... isn't he blind?"

"It is precisely because he is blind that he is worth studying."

Uchiha Chiba had completely become a celebrity at the Ninja Academy.

A blind Uchiha was already famous enough.

And the goodwill from the Hokage had pushed him even further into the spotlight.

Itachi silently observed the gazes of those around him.

It was just as Chiba had said.

Could Konoha and the Uchiha never become one?

Must Konoha be Konoha, and the Uchiha only be the Uchiha?

Itachi did not understand.

The Hokage's actions appeared to be well-intentioned, yet the results they invited were even worse.

Opening the textbook distributed by the Ninja Academy.

Itachi suddenly remembered that Chiba could not see, so he sat down next to Chiba and spoke up.

"Chiba-kun, let me read it for you..."

"No need!"

"I know what is written on it."

The first lesson.

It was titled [History of Konoha]!

And the first book was titled [Konoha Chronicles]!

The opening chapter:

The strongest Hokage of Konoha, the Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen.

Within this chapter, all of Sarutobi Hiruzen's great achievements were recorded.

It was exactly as Kurenai Yuhi had described.

And the second chapter was titled—

The Founding of Konoha!

Everything regarding the Uchiha was brushed over with a single stroke.

This was Sarutobi Hiruzen; this was a politician.

Erasing the Uchiha from history.

Kurenai Yuhi was puzzled.

A day had passed, and there was still no news regarding the incident where the Hokage's son was beaten.

That was the Hokage's son, after all.

He had been held at knifepoint, his skin even sliced open, drawing blood.

Yet, there had been no follow-up or even a whisper of gossip.

Even the party involved, Asuma Sarutobi, had taken no action.

It was unbelievable.

Kurenai Yuhi knew her peer and suitor well.

He was headstrong and rebellious.

Uchiha Chiba had made him lose all face; it was impossible for him to swallow such an insult.

In Kurenai Yuhi's eyes, seeking revenge that very same day would have been the most normal development.

But it was too quiet.

Girls often mature faster than boys.

She recalled the words Chiba had said to her.

—The more perfect one is, the less one can tolerate a blemish, no matter how small!

Could it really be like that?

While lost in thought, Kurenai Yuhi saw her suitor hovering around her again.

Asuma Sarutobi.

"Kurenai, do you want to eat dango today? My treat."

Kurenai didn't answer, only looking at Asuma with confusion.

It was as if yesterday's incident had never happened.

Or was it that he had already sought out Uchiha Chiba in private?

"Did you do something to that blind Uchiha kid?"

Upon hearing this, Asuma's expression stiffened.

That look on his face was more painful than having eaten excrement.

Why? Why? Why did Kurenai have to specifically bring up that damned blind Uchiha?

It was definitely because he had been too embarrassing.

He had clearly left behind a harsh threat of "You just wait," yet he hadn't done anything at all.

Would Kurenai hate him for this?

Damn the old man; it was just a blind Uchiha, so why wouldn't he let him cause trouble for him?

It wasn't like he would use any underhanded tricks.

Last time at the dango shop, it had just been his own carelessness.

As long as he took it seriously, how could that blind Uchiha possibly be his match?

He was furious.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Now that Kurenai had specifically brought it up in front of him, he was even angrier.

At this moment, Kurenai Yuhi was bewildered.

She stared, stunned, at the constipated expression on Asuma's face.

I only asked a casual question; you just needed to answer yes or no.

Why make a face like that?

"Did you do it or not?"

Kurenai pressed him, desperate for a straight answer.

And that question.

It struck Asuma's heart like a dagger.

No, he had to regain his dignity.

The Old Man's warnings?

To hell with them.

He was going to teach that Uchiha Clan brat a lesson.

Swallowing his pride had never been his style.

"Wait for me, Kurenai! I'll be right back!"

Asuma spoke with great formality, his face flushed with excitement, his dark complexion reddening as if he'd been injected with adrenaline.

Before Kurenai could even speak, Asuma bolted, leaving her standing there in the wind, utterly confused.

So, did Asuma go through with his revenge?