I'll die with only a single-tomoe Sharingan, won't I!

Konoha Year 32, on the eve of the Second Shinobi World War.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting patches of light across the Konoha training grounds. The Third Hokage stood on a high platform, facing the shinobi about to depart for the front lines, his gaze firm and filled with confidence.

"Shinobi of Konoha!" Sarutobi Hiruzen's voice was resonant and powerful. "Today, we face a severe test. However, I believe that our Konoha shinobi are the strongest! We possess firm conviction, fearless courage, and a spirit of unity! We will surely defeat the enemy and protect our home!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen's speech was filled with passion and strength, making every shinobi present feel their blood boil. They gripped their weapons tightly, ready to fight for the honor of Konoha.

Just then, a shinobi leaning against a large tree, fast asleep, suddenly frowned. The sound of Sarutobi Hiruzen's speech and the cheers of the villagers shattered his pleasant dream.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Sarutobi Hiruzen on the podium, thinking, I want to sleep a bit more. I spent all night binge-watching the Naruto anime and finally finished it; why are these people making such a racket and disturbing my rest today?

Immediately after, he heard the words, "Where the leaves dance, fire shall burn! Everyone, prepare yourselves—we will be victorious in this battle!"

The shinobi's eyes widened. He looked around. What the hell? Where is this? Didn't I just fall asleep in my bed at home after watching anime?

He fixed his gaze on the person on the platform: it was Sarutobi Hiruzen, dressed in a black combat uniform. Damn it! The shinobi rubbed his eyes. What is this? A young Third Hokage?

He then looked down at his own attire—an Uchiha combat uniform complete with tactical gloves—and was instantly bewildered.

A tidal wave of memories flooded into his mind. His head felt as if it were being torn apart, and his body couldn't help but curl up.

Because he was in the shade of a tree and everyone's attention was on Sarutobi Hiruzen's speech, no one noticed his distress.

After about five minutes, the pain gradually faded, and Ye Xiao's face slowly returned to a calm expression.

Information surfaced in his mind: Uchiha Xiao, a notorious failure of the Uchiha Clan. At eighteen, he had yet to awaken his Sharingan, possessed only genin-level chakra, and knew very few ninjutsu: the C-rank Great Fireball Technique, the C-rank Phoenix Sage Fire Technique, and the C-rank Dragon Fire Technique.

Uchiha Xiao grew angry, thinking, Damn it, I transmigrated into this Naruto world, I'm eighteen without a Sharingan, I only know three C-rank jutsus, and I have genin-level chakra. I'm about to participate in the Second Shinobi World War—how is this any different from a suicide mission?

A surge of resentment from a twenty-first-century college student erupted. Immediately after, a flash of red light crossed Uchiha Xiao's eyes; his pupils turned red, and a single black tomoe began to spin.

Uchiha Xiao felt a sharp pain in his eyes, followed by a sensation of weightlessness. Just as he was about to faint, a flash of yellow appeared before him, and he lost consciousness.

Tsunade, one of the three most outstanding geniuses of this era in Konoha, a disciple of Sarutobi Hiruzen, and the heir to the Senju bloodline, had not yet fought Salamander Hanzo, nor did she hold the title of one of the "Sannin."

After listening to Sarutobi Hiruzen's speech, she felt her fighting spirit boiling. She had heard that she, Jiraiya, and Orochimaru would serve as captains to lead the villagers against the enemy shinobi, which was an exciting prospect.

Just as she was preparing to head home to ready her ninja tools, she suddenly sensed a cold, dark chakra. While searching for the source, she discovered someone under a tree.

It was Uchiha Xiao. He was filled with resentment, staring upward, and then his eyes began to bleed. Blood trickled down from the corners of his eyes, and his pupils shifted from black to red.

The Uchiha Clan's awakening! Tsunade was shocked. It wasn't that she didn't know about the Sharingan bloodline limit, but this was her first time observing it so closely, and she couldn't help but feel curious.

As if guided by fate, she walked toward Uchiha Xiao in a daze. The moment he lowered his head, she noticed he looked as if he were about to collapse.

She quickened her pace and caught him before he hit the ground.

Tsunade frowned slightly. What was this guy's name again? Uchiha Xiao, right? The dead last of this year's ninja academy class.

He had only awakened his Sharingan at eighteen; his talent was, to put it mildly, difficult to describe. She had originally intended to send him back to the Uchiha Clan, but then she recalled some unpleasant things.

It seemed this guy was viewed as a disgrace by the Uchiha, and even his classmates from the clan bullied him from time to time.

Thinking of this, Tsunade sighed. There's no help for it; I'll just take him back to the Senju Ancestral Residence.

She shook her head, picked up Uchiha Xiao—who had exhausted his physical and mental strength awakening his eyes—and headed toward her clan's compound.

Tsunade did not know what kind of impact this action would have on her.

After Tsunade left, a figure slowly emerged: a young Shimura Danzo. With a gloomy expression, he watched Tsunade's retreating back—or rather, he watched Uchiha Xiao.

"Hmph, those naturally evil Uchiha brats." With that, he headed toward the Hokage building.

He would tell Sarutobi about this. The Uchiha Clan was plotting to get close to the Senju; there must be a conspiracy behind this!

Carrying the unconscious Uchiha Xiao, Tsunade reached the Senju Ancestral Residence in a few breaths. Although she hadn't inherited her grandfather's Wood Release talent, she had perfectly inherited his physical prowess.

Consequently, no one saw her movements clearly; they only felt a gust of wind pass by.

Tsunade knocked on the door. Knock, knock, knock.

The door was opened by a woman who looked quite dignified and very beautiful, though time had left a few traces at the corners of her eyes.

She first smiled and said, "Tsunade, you're here." Then she looked into her arms and saw she was carrying an Uchiha boy.

Though she frowned for a moment, she said, "Come in first."

"Yes, Grandmother!" Tsunade hurried inside and placed Uchiha Xiao on the floor.

The woman glanced at a tree not far away before closing the gate.

The shinobi (Anbu) in the tree couldn't help but sweat. He couldn't help it; the Hokage had said the safety of the jinchuriki was of the utmost importance. He had tried his best to hide himself, yet he had been easily discovered by Uzumaki Mito!

He sighed and continued to observe the Senju compound.

Inside the house, Tsunade used her chakra to sense Uchiha Xiao's condition and breathed a sigh of relief upon finding he had merely fainted from exhaustion.

Uzumaki Mito walked in slowly. She looked at Uchiha Xiao and asked, "Tsunade, this boy and you..."

Tsunade was stunned. "Grandmother! You've misunderstood! It's just that when Teacher was giving his speech today, Uchiha Xiao suddenly awakened his eyes and exhausted himself, so I brought him back."

"Then why didn't you send him back to the Uchiha compound? They should understand the Sharingan better!" Uzumaki Mito smiled.

"Grandmother, it's like this..." Tsunade explained Uchiha Xiao's situation to her. Uzumaki Mito's initial teasing turned calm, and a look of pity flashed in her eyes.

"To think the Uchiha Clan has fallen so far. Back when Madara was around, even if they admired strength, they wouldn't have looked down on their own clansmen. Now..." Uzumaki Mito said faintly.

Uzumaki Mito then rose to brew some nourishing medicinal soup. Though she appeared stern, she was actually a soft-hearted person.