Scroll of Seals

Late at night, Zeyu lay in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time. Gazing at the stars outside the window, his heart was filled with complex emotions.

His father was an Uchiha and his mother was an Uzumaki; such a starting point was excellent, promising great strength in the future.

However, the thought that the Sharingan required the death of a loved one to evolve into a Mangekyo weighed heavily on him.

Right now, the person most important to him was undoubtedly Aunt Meiling. The thought that Aunt Meiling has to die for me to evolve the Mangekyo is truly agonizing, Zeyu thought, shaking his head with a sigh.

Knock, knock, knock.

Just as Zeyu was lost in these thoughts, a knocking sound came from the door.

"Zeyu, are you asleep? May I come in?"

Then, Meiling's voice drifted through.

Ugh, speak of the devil, Zeyu thought.

"Um, I'm not asleep yet. Please come in, Auntie," Zeyu said, composing himself.

He didn't want Meiling to know about the Mangekyo Sharingan. It was too cruel; the idea of losing a loved one just to become stronger was something he couldn't even fathom how he would handle if it came to that.

After receiving his response, Meiling opened the door, stepped inside, turned to close it, and walked over to Zeyu's bedside.

Zeyu sat up from the bed. Before he could even ask what was wrong, he saw Meiling looking bashful as she sat on the edge of the bed. The bright moonlight spilled over her, the fullness of her figure stretching her pajamas taut, while her long black hair cascaded loosely over her shoulders. She clutched a pink pillow to her chest, looking so adorable that it seemed completely at odds with her voluptuous curves.

Zeyu had never seen such a sight before; his face flushed with embarrassment, and for a moment, he forgot what he wanted to say.

"Um, Zeyu, I can't sleep. Can I sleep with you tonight?" After a while, Meiling finally spoke.

At this, Zeyu understood. Having just seen off Grandma Shanping today, and with the incident involving his eyes, she was likely afraid of ghosts, or perhaps she wanted to ask about the Sharingan.

Thinking of this, he stopped overthinking it. He was only an eight-year-old boy, after all; this beautiful scenery was just a perk of his "newbie protection period." If he weren't a transmigrator, an ordinary child might not have thought much of it.

"Yeah, sure, Auntie," he said, shifting his body to make space.

"Mm, thank you, Zeyu." Seeing him make room, Meiling didn't hesitate. After thanking him, she slipped under the covers and lay down in the spot where Zeyu had just been.

"Ah, so warm," Meiling whispered as soon as she lay down.

Zeyu didn't think much of it and lay down as well.

Suddenly, Meiling turned on her side, hugged Zeyu, and even draped her leg over him.

"Yay, Zeyu is so warm, so comfortable," she said, pulling him closer with a squeeze.

By now, Zeyu was burning up. Feeling the two soft mounds against his right shoulder, his face turned bright red, and his body began to tremble.

He truly couldn't handle this. Although he had often been held by his mother when he was little, Meiling was different. A beauty like her was holding him tightly in the covers in the middle of the night.

Could any man remain calm in such a situation?

Just as Zeyu was at a loss for what to do, Meiling spoke.

"Zeyu, I feel I should tell you. Actually, I used to be a ninja, and I know that what you awakened is the Sharingan."

Zeyu didn't interrupt, listening quietly.

Meiling propped herself up on one arm and whispered softly into Zeyu's ear.

"So, Zeyu's father must have been from the Uchiha clan. I will keep your secret, but you must be careful, Zeyu. Don't let others find out about your identity."

Zeyu felt a bit dazed for a moment. So, Aunt Meiling had come over because she wanted him to be careful? That made sense; after all, the Uchiha massacre had happened last year. She was worried he would be discovered and killed too.

This moved Zeyu, so he turned to look at Meiling and said, "Thank you, Auntie, I understand." He paused for a moment and added, "And I will train hard. I've heard the Uchiha are very strong. One day, I will definitely be able to protect you, Auntie, and won't let anyone bully you."

Meiling was very happy to hear this. She pulled Zeyu into her arms and gently stroked the back of his head.

"It's okay, Auntie doesn't mind. As long as you grow up well and can protect yourself, that's all that matters."

Immersed in this gentle embrace, Zeyu was deeply touched, his eyes shimmering with tears.

He swore that he would protect Meiling at all costs.

As for the Mangekyo? He didn't need it!

After that night, Zeyu didn't know when he had fallen asleep, but he had thought a lot before drifting off. He planned to acquire some ninjutsu; learning a few powerful techniques would give him more cards to play, so he set his sights on the Scroll of Seals.

His main interest was the Flying Thunder God Technique contained within.

However, the original story never mentioned where the Scroll of Seals was kept, so he could only inquire slowly.

Thus, Zeyu went to school as usual during the day and started gathering information at night.

After searching for several days without determining its location, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

Late at night, sitting on a bench under a streetlight, Zeyu scratched his head in frustration.

"Damn it, where the hell is this Scroll of Seals? Do I have to wait until Naruto steals it?"

"Or should I just go ask Naruto?"

In this life, Zeyu had already snatched the future "First Lady." When Hinata ran away from home at three, Zeyu was the one who sent her back. When she was bullied by three kids, Zeyu was the one who saved her. When others spoke ill of her, Zeyu was the one who stood up to defend her. His strategy was simple: steal the girl and max out her favorability.

Sometimes Naruto was just about to reach something, only for Zeyu to swoop in and snatch it away. Naruto, passing by, could only offer an awkward greeting to the two of them.

Although he had lost his "wife," he had gained a brother. Because Zeyu was always sleeping in class, he was often punished by standing in the hallway with Naruto and the others. Moreover, because their experiences were somewhat similar, Naruto often struck up conversations with him. Zeyu didn't mind that Naruto harbored the Nine-Tails Fox within him; he got along with Naruto very well and would occasionally even speak up for him.

The relationship between the two was quite good, but Zeyu understood the truth.

He was merely taking advantage of the convenience of being a transmigrator; one could say he was using Naruto, and he had always felt guilty about it in his heart.

Therefore, asking Naruto to do something bad was absolutely out of the question.

Just as Zeyu was feeling restless, he felt a sudden palpitation in his heart—the Kagura Mind's Eye had awakened.

Zeyu immediately grasped what was happening and closed his eyes to sense it.

So this is the Kagura Mind's Eye? Truly amazing, Zeyu thought, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

After sensing the situation nearby, he tried to probe further into the distance and quickly locked onto a specific location.

There were clearly more guards stationed there; it had to be protecting something important.

That must be the place, Zeyu thought, opening his eyes with a face full of excitement.

He then went to buy some late-night snacks and sat on a bench for the whole night, using the Kagura Mind's Eye to observe the situation there the entire time.

"It's getting late today. I'll come back tomorrow; I need to prepare," Zeyu said, rubbing his hands together before heading home.

Late the next night, Zeyu returned to the bench from the previous day carrying a small bag. He closed his eyes and sensed his surroundings.

After confirming there was no one around, he pressed the index and middle fingers of both hands together to form a cross.

"Shadow Clone Technique!"

After a burst of smoke cleared, a person who looked exactly like Zeyu appeared.

"You wait here, I'm going in."

The clone sat on the bench and took the snacks he had bought, along with the black clothes and mask he had prepared, out of the bag.

He handed the black clothes and mask to the original Zeyu.

After taking them, Zeyu ducked into the nearby bushes to change, then leaped away, moving toward his target under the cover of the night.

Even that idiot Naruto could succeed. I have the Sharingan; as long as I see it once, it shouldn't be hard, right? Zeyu thought to himself.

With prior scouting and the perception of the Mind's Eye, Zeyu successfully infiltrated the room where the Scroll of Seals was kept.

Looking at the scroll displayed in the center of the room and the rows of shelves against the walls, Zeyu didn't rush to approach as soon as he entered.

"Shadow Clone Technique," Zeyu whispered, summoning another clone.

"You keep watch for me. Tell me immediately if there's any situation."

The clone nodded, closed his eyes, and activated the Mind's Eye.

The original Zeyu looked at the layout of the room and felt something was off. A room this important must have traps or something similar.

With a thought, he activated his Sharingan.

Heh, just as I thought! Zeyu mused.

Under the vision of the Sharingan, there were crisscrossing threads blocking the room. The threads were extremely thin and almost transparent, nearly invisible to the naked eye. They were likely used as alarms; he figured that as soon as he touched one, he would be discovered.

Heh, small tricks. Zeyu bypassed the threads in a few moves and headed toward the Scroll of Seals in the center.

Just as he was about to pick it up, he noticed something else was wrong. He saw a tiny protrusion on the side of the display stand holding the scroll.

Zeyu immediately understood and pulled that small protrusion.

Then, the front of the display stand opened, revealing another scroll placed inside.

This must be the real one, Zeyu thought, then picked it up to examine it.

He read for about ten minutes, and just as he had finished looking through the ninjutsu on it, he heard the clone standing behind him speak.

"Someone is coming."

"Damn! I wanted to see more!" He immediately dispelled the clone. The clone's sensations were transmitted back to the original; Zeyu realized the clone had warned him as soon as someone appeared within the range of the Mind's Eye and was clearly heading their way.

It's still not too late to leave. Time to slip away, Zeyu thought. After putting the items back, he quickly slipped out.

It was quite smooth in the end; the whole trip was without any real danger.

He returned to the bench, dispelled the clone, packed everything up, and left.

"A fruitful harvest. Time to go home," he said.