My Family's Patriarch Dares to Eat Shit!

"The Uchiha have betrayed the village!"

Shimura Danzo, still reeling and dizzy, collapsed at the feet of Sarutobi Hiruzen. Yet, the moment he regained control over his chakra, he decisively clung to the warm leg beside him, pointing at Uchiha Jin while shrieking like a madman.

"Hiruzen, what are you waiting for? Slaughter these evil Uchiha!"

What a pig-headed teammate!

Sarutobi Hiruzen truly wished he could kill Danzo right then and there. How could he be so utterly lacking in situational awareness?

He had just been torn to shreds in the court of public opinion, and now Danzo wanted him to turn around and lead the masses in exterminating the Uchiha Clan?

How many people would even listen to his orders?

What kind of casualties would another great war cause?

Could he, Sarutobi Hiruzen, even survive in Konoha after an incident like this?

Question after question flooded Sarutobi Hiruzen's mind, but when his gaze inadvertently swept over the smug look in Danzo's eyes...

Damn it!

This dog!

Even at a time like this, he's still trying to scheme against me!

Sarutobi Hiruzen felt genuinely exhausted. He had always held a mix of love and hate for this "white glove" of his, but at this moment, his patience had truly worn thin.

"Take him away!"

With a wave of Sarutobi Hiruzen's hand, two Anbu ninjas stepped forward and hoisted the weakened Danzo up.

Clearly aware of the relationship between their superior and Danzo, they didn't restrain him with the brutality usually reserved for criminals; instead, they handled him with the careful support one might offer an elderly man.

If only Danzo's temperament could balance out with Koharu and Homura's, Sarutobi Hiruzen sighed inwardly.

Although the Shimura Clan had grown somewhat stronger thanks to Danzo, it had originally been nothing more than a third-rate, destitute family.

Danzo, hailing from such humble roots, had relied on his formidable talent and ruthless drive to reach his current position, but he had already hit his ceiling.

This "unsophisticated" background, devoid of political nuance, ensured that Shimura Danzo could never shake Sarutobi Hiruzen's rule. As long as he maintained a certain level of military suppression and political restraint, he could keep Danzo firmly in the palm of his hand.

What?

Danzo had once tried to assassinate him?

Don't make him laugh!

That was just a little game to keep Danzo in check. Did anyone really think there was a chance of success? If anything, it provided the perfect opportunity to knock the man down a peg.

Politics is the art of compromise!

As long as Danzo failed to grasp that truth, Sarutobi Hiruzen could manipulate him at will, dealing with him whenever he pleased. That was why he had always shown such blatant favoritism toward this white glove.

While Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu were slightly less capable in terms of raw combat, they were at least born into major ninja clans and possessed excellent administrative skills.

If only Danzo could balance himself with them... Forget it... it's better if he doesn't!

Used correctly, a guy like Danzo was a sharp blade, but once he slipped his leash, he was prone to cutting the hand that held him.

I'll have to knock him down a peg later.

But for now...

Although Danzo had acted like a cornered dog just moments ago, Sarutobi Hiruzen trusted that the man would quickly understand his intentions.

"Don't listen to this Uchiha brat's nonsense! You all saw the Sharingan in the Nine-Tails' eyes back then, didn't you!"

Exactly!

Though Danzo had lost his composure due to a fit of rage, his years of experience in antagonizing the Uchiha allowed him to quickly grasp the one point that would unite the Konoha ninjas against them.

Sarutobi Hiruzen felt a surge of relief, marveling that a mad dog like Danzo was indeed best suited for biting people at times like this. He prepared to speak again to steer the public narrative.

"Silence!"

Before Sarutobi Hiruzen could open his mouth, Uchiha Jin, who had been prepared all along, signaled the Uchiha ninjas behind him.

Sharingan: Suppression!

The ocular power of over a hundred pairs of Sharingan poured down, forcing everyone—including Danzo and the two Anbu ninjas supporting him—to their knees.

"Uchiha, you..."

Sarutobi Hiruzen started to bark a reprimand, but Uchiha Jin's reaction was even faster. Bolstered by the collective aura of the many Sharingan, he completely overwhelmed the Hokage in sheer presence.

"The matter of the past was settled long ago. The Nine-Tails Rebellion had nothing to do with the Uchiha Clan, and we have already demonstrated our loyalty to the village by relocating our compound!"

"If the Uchiha had truly been behind the Nine-Tails, I have to ask: how could a dog like Danzo have possibly stopped us?"

"Or perhaps someone wanted to usurp power and deliberately had people block the Uchiha from rescuing the Fourth Hokage? Furthermore, it's not as if the Uchiha's bloodline has never leaked out. I recall there's one in the Anbu, isn't there?"

Facing such low-level mud-slinging, Uchiha Jin, who had studied the arts of "dragon-slaying," felt not a ripple of emotion. With ease, he dragged Kakashi and the Hokage's own faction into the fray.

"You're lying! Where is your proof!"

This time, it wasn't just Shimura Danzo who panicked; Sarutobi Hiruzen, along with his advisors Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu, were thrown into disarray.

The Nine-Tails Rebellion was one of the cornerstones of their moral high ground. If that foundation were shaken by the Uchiha, it would be extremely difficult for them to rally the village's strength against the clan in the future.

"Kakashi merely transplanted a Sharingan from a dead-last; what right does he have to control a powerful Tailed Beast like the Nine-Tails!"

Utatane Koharu spoke decisively, attempting to define the situation with brute force. The kindness that had once been in her eyes was gone, replaced by a fierce, piercing glare directed at Uchiha Jin not far away.

But how could Uchiha Jin let her off so easily? He let out a soft chuckle, ignored the threat in her eyes, and continued.

"And what evidence is there to prove that it was the Uchiha who controlled the Nine-Tails? Back then, my entire Uchiha Clan was blocked by that dog Shimura Danzo. Who else had the qualifications and the ability to control the Nine-Tails!"

Danzo knew the atmosphere had turned sour, but this was supposed to be his invincible, killing blow. How had it been dismantled so easily? He had dragged a fallacious topic out into the open.

"We don't need any evidence! Who knows what you Uchiha have been hiding!"

Since things had already reached this point, Danzo didn't mind pushing his barbaric, stubborn arrogance to the extreme.

Yet, the smile on Uchiha Jin's face remained unchanged. He didn't care at all about the few grasshoppers jumping out to cause trouble, but instead spoke with the confident air of someone who held the winning hand.

"I actually do know!"

"You're spouting nonsense!"

Danzo was completely panicked now. He didn't believe for a second that Uchiha Jin could say anything of substance, and regardless of what it was, he would deny it all.

Uchiha Jin ignored Danzo, sweeping his gaze across the various clan heads present before finally letting it rest on Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"My Uchiha Clan has a clear conscience. It is quite simple to get to the truth of the matter!"

"There are many clans in Konoha capable of probing memories. As long as Shimura Danzo is willing to let us search his mind today!"

Uchiha Jin pointed a finger at Shimura Danzo, but before he could finish, Danzo rejected him with a sneer.

"Dream on! My memories contain the village's highest secrets!"

"Hmph!"

Uchiha Jin let out a disdainful snort. Ignoring the man, he continued on his own.

"My Uchiha Clan has a clear conscience. As long as that dog Danzo is willing to prove his innocence, then our Clan Head Fugaku and Elder Setsuna would not mind having their memories probed either!"

Uchiha Jin's resonant words echoed throughout the hall. His sharp, arrogant gaze swept over everyone present, as if he were saying:

My clan head dares to eat sh—no... my great elder dares to eat sh—also no...

It is my clan head (and great elder) who dares to have their memories searched!

The Uchiha Clan is fearless, unafraid of any ghosts or monsters...

What about you!

(Far away in the Uchiha compound, the Clan Head and Great Elder, who were happily sipping tea and fantasizing about the future of the Uchiha: Achoo!)

(Why did I suddenly smell something foul? Could it be that this high-grade tea has expired?)

(Damn it, there are always treacherous subjects trying to harm me!)