The Uchiha's Fate, This Seat Shall Bear It!

Night had just fallen.

The future Uchiha clan head, Ruohuo, and the future Hokage, Obito, finally returned home.

"Huh?" Before even reaching the house, Ruohuo sensed something amiss.

At this hour, Grandmother usually liked to sit by the doorway to catch the breeze while waiting for the two boys to return, which also saved a bit on the electricity bill for the lights.

But today, Grandmother wasn't there, and the lights inside were on.

"Do we have guests?"

Ruohuo quickened his pace. Just as he reached the door but before he could step inside, he heard Grandmother's voice.

"I'm old and my mind isn't as sharp as it used to be. If you have any business, just speak to my two grandsons..."

Troublemakers?

Which blind fool dared to come looking for trouble in the Uchiha district!?

Ruohuo rushed into the house, but upon seeing the figure in the living room, he immediately calmed down.

So, it was the former clan head from a few years later, and his wife.

"You're joking, ma'am. I think you're in excellent health!" Mikoto sat beside Grandmother and smiled.

Fugaku noticed the two brothers at the door and laughed heartily, "Look, the two men of the house are back. Grandmother was just praising how sensible you both are."

"Good evening, Clan Head. Good evening, Aunt Mikoto."

Ruohuo greeted them obediently, while giving Obito a pat on the back of the head.

"Good evening, Clan Head. Good evening, Aunt Mikoto," Obito followed suit.

After greeting them, the two brothers walked over to Grandmother and stood on either side of her.

Grandmother turned her head to look at Ruohuo.

"Little Ruohuo... why did I hear from little Fugaku that you and Obito got into a fight with someone again today?"

Obito's entire body tensed up.

Grandmother hated it when they fought others; regardless of whether they won or lost, they would always get a scolding upon returning home.

Ruohuo shifted his gaze from the two scrolls and gifts on the coffee table, nodded calmly, and said:

"Yes, some Hyuga with cataracts wanted to bully Obito, so I used Fire Style to send them to the hospital."

"You fought the Hyuga? That's fine then... you didn't kill anyone, did you?"

"No, but they won't be getting out of bed for three to five months."

"What a pity..." Grandmother shook her head in disappointment.

Fugaku's eyelid twitched.

This old lady's way of teaching... she's something else, isn't she?

"Be mindful of your limits when you fight in the future. You are the older brother; don't hold back too much when protecting your younger brother, you hear?"

"I understand, Grandmother," Ruohuo replied obediently.

Grandmother stood up, "Then you two chat with little Fugaku. I'm tired, I'm going to go rest."

Fugaku and Mikoto stood up as well, respectfully seeing the old lady off to her room.

Once Grandmother closed her bedroom door, the atmosphere in the living room visibly relaxed.

"Well done, little one," Fugaku spoke first.

"I heard about what happened today. One against three, and you managed to send them to the hospital after winning. You did very well."

Fugaku made no effort to hide his praise for Ruohuo, gesturing toward the two scrolls on the table.

"I heard you were already able to use Fire Style today? These are two C-rank Fire Style techniques; you can try practicing them."

"If there's anything you don't understand, you can come to the Konoha Military Police Force at any time... even if I'm not there, the seniors there will be more than happy to guide you."

The appreciation and desire to mentor in Fugaku's words were clear and undisguised.

It was obvious that Fugaku had come to build rapport.

Perhaps Shisui in the original timeline had received the same treatment, which led to him "accidentally encountering" the truant Itachi and becoming his true mentor?

However, while an ordinary brat might have quickly fallen for this "sugar-coated bullet," Ruohuo clearly would not.

Because in Ruohuo's eyes, Fugaku was not a qualified clan head; otherwise, the Uchiha wouldn't have been wiped out.

That was the entire clan annihilated... old men, children, women, not a single one left.

Although Itachi was the one who did it, Fugaku, as the clan head, could not escape the responsibility.

Not to mention whether Fugaku could have stopped his son.

Even if he couldn't, you at least have to be responsible for your clansmen, right?

Of course, even if Fugaku had done so, he would have ultimately fallen at the hands of Itachi.

As long as the Uchiha's ending remains unchanged, Ruohuo will continue to look down on Fugaku.

Yes, holding onto the Uchiha is no easy task.

But if you lack the ability, then step down.

The fate of the Uchiha shall be borne by This Seat!

As for Uchiha Itachi...

Ruohuo's gaze swept over Mikoto's belly; it wasn't showing yet, but Itachi should be in there.

Perhaps in the future, he could be handed over to Obito...

"Thank you, Clan Leader. May I take a look?"

Ruohuo put on an expression of great curiosity.

Although he looked down on this future former clan leader, ninjutsu itself was innocent.

For various reasons, Ruohuo had only mastered the Fireball Jutsu so far; while he had practiced it to perfection, it was still a bit pathetic.

He certainly couldn't miss out on such a golden opportunity today.

"Of course." Fugaku gestured with his hand. "This is a gift for you, so don't be reserved. Although they are only two C-rank Fire Style jutsus, but..."

Fugaku stopped mid-sentence, suddenly noticing that the little guy's expression was a bit off.

[Ninjutsu Type: C-rank Fire Style: Dragon Fire Jutsu.]
[Learning Conditions: 3]
[C-rank Fire Nature Chakra Saturation: √]
[C-rank Chakra Control: √]
[C-rank Chakra Reserves: √]
[This ninjutsu meets the trigger conditions for "Fire Style Little Genius"; trigger successful.]
[Successfully learned ninjutsu: Fire Style: Dragon Fire Jutsu.]

The last time a similar prompt appeared was when he learned the Fireball Jutsu...

After all these years, Ruohuo's skill set finally had another Fire Style!

However, Ruohuo didn't show much joy; instead, he felt a bit disappointed.

"Clan Leader, I already knew this jutsu. Can I swap it for another?"

"Of course you can." Fugaku didn't think anything was amiss.

It was just a C-rank Fire Style, after all. Mastering it at six years old... six was indeed a bit young, but that was what a genius was!

Ruohuo then opened the second scroll.

[Ninjutsu Type: C-rank Fire Style: Phoenix Sage Fire Jutsu.]
[Learning Conditions: 3]
[C-rank Fire Nature Chakra Saturation: √]
[C-rank Chakra Control: √]
[C-rank Chakra Reserves: √]
[This ninjutsu meets the trigger conditions for "Fire Style Little Genius"; trigger successful.]
[Successfully learned ninjutsu: Fire Style: Phoenix Sage Fire Jutsu.]
[Current Fire Style Ninjutsu Reserves: 3. Your "Fire Style Little Genius" has upgraded to "Star of Fire Style".]
[Star of Fire Style: Requirements for learning and activating Fire Style ninjutsu reduced by 50%, Fire Style ninjutsu amplification increased to 60%.]

This time, there was extra information, causing Ruohuo to miss the prime moment to show off.

Fugaku smiled and said, "Little guy, you surely don't know this one, right?"

"But it doesn't matter. With your talent, it certainly won't take long for you to master this jutsu."

"How about this: whenever you master it, feel free to come to the Konoha Military Police Force to find me, and I can teach you more... hm?"

Fugaku stopped mid-sentence, the smile on his face suddenly freezing!

He saw a flash of scarlet in Ruohuo's eyes—it was unmistakably a single-tomoe Sharingan!

Fugaku was stunned; awakening the eyes at six years old... this was a completely different concept from learning ninjutsu!

Look at that look of utter shock.

Enjoy your last few years as clan leader, Fugaku!

"I like to keep my Sharingan active when I'm studying and thinking; it helps me concentrate."

Ruohuo finished the show-off he hadn't completed earlier, and doubled down on it.

"I've already learned this ninjutsu..."

"Clan Leader, what was it you were saying just now?"