Uchiha Genmei

(Brain storage unit!)

Year 28 of the Leaf.

Konoha Village.

Within an unremarkable training ground.

BOOM!!!

Two figures collided over a dozen times in the blink of an eye, sending gravel flying across the ground in an instant.

A tall, handsome figure.

Leaping high into the air, he formed hand seals at lightning speed.

[Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!]

The world was illuminated by the glow of fire.

A high-speed, intensely hot fireball, like a sun falling from the sky, lunged toward a beautiful purple-clad figure in the center of the field!

"Not bad, kid Genmei!"

The beautiful purple-clad figure exclaimed in admiration.

Forming three seals with her hands, she shouted, [Water Style: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!]

A water dragon formed from a torrent of water surged forth from her delicate lips.

BANG!!!

The fireball and the water dragon collided violently.

Steam and flames intertwined, instantly turning the area into a hell of vapor.

The high temperature and moisture forced the air in the space to push outward in all directions.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!!

The two figures quickly disengaged, each assuming a stance, eyes locked intently on the other.

The tall, handsome figure wore the standard-issue green Konoha flak jacket.

The beautiful purple-clad figure wore traditional Uchiha attire.

A moment later.

The beautiful figure opened her mouth: "Genmei-kun, let's call it a day. We have to go on patrol soon."

"Let's call it a draw for today."

Hearing this, Uchiha Genmei lowered his guard.

He took a deep breath.

"Whew~"

"Chiri-nee is still as strong as ever!"

He mused inwardly.

Although neither side had used their Sharingan for a serious fight, it was merely a routine sparring session.

But!

This beautiful figure before him was none other than...

The powerhouse mentioned by Uchiha Itachi in the original story, the one who ended the Uchiha clan's internal strife and developed Izanami.

Uchiha Chiri! Currently 18 years old.

To be able to fight her to a standstill in her base state meant that, once he utilized his own Sharingan, his strength would be no worse than Kakashi when he first appeared in the later years.

Such strength was enough to plot great things, just waiting for...

The figure ahead watched Uchiha Genmei, who was lost in thought, with some confusion.

She tilted her head and waved her hand: "Hello? Earth to Genmei-kun."

"Genmei-kun, what are you thinking about on the way? Did you hear my question just now?"

The young man was stunned for a moment.

He opened his mouth and lied:

"Chiri-nee, I was just thinking about the situation in the clan. How should I put it? The atmosphere is a bit unfavorable."

"My apologies."

Hearing this, the young woman frowned slightly and sighed.

"No need to apologize; I was just asking Uchiha Genmei the same question."

"Elder Setsuna and Clan Head Hi-no-Kaku are about to..."

Damn it!

Are all the Uchiha so reckless when it comes to politics? This isn't the training ground; we're almost at the Military Police Force headquarters.

And the Military Police Force headquarters is located right inside the clan grounds.

Unfortunately, the Uchiha clan's territory had always been in the central area of Konoha before the Nine-Tails incident.

And here comes the deadly problem.

The Second Hokage, that wicked old Senju ghost, had always implemented a policy of monitoring the Military Police Force.

The Third Hokage, that monkey, had simply followed in his footsteps.

How could they talk about these things here?

If the Anbu happened to overhear them.

The fact that the Uchiha clan was currently like a powder keg would mean...

The youth made a gesture to stop her.

He laughed it off casually:

"Eh~! Sister Chiri never told me about these things before."

Understanding his implication, the young girl raised an eyebrow.

"That's because Uchiha Genmei is already very strong now!"

Hearing this.

The youth looked at her with feigned disgust: "So, Sister Chiri, are you saying you thought I was weak before?"

"Sorry~! Sorry~! That's not what I meant, Uchiha Genmei."

The young girl pressed her palms together, her face full of apology.

Looking at the handsome youth before her.

The worry between the young girl's brows dissipated, and her expression slowly turned gentle.

That expression.

It was like a beautiful, jade-like flower blooming.

She reached out a slender hand and gently stroked the youth's black hair.

"I just don't want Uchiha Genmei to get hurt. The little boy from back then has really become capable!"

Looking at the beautiful and gentle girl in purple before him, Uchiha Genmei was stunned.

He didn't know what had filled his heart.

An inexplicable emotion wrapped around his entire body.

However, he snapped back to reality immediately.

Slap!

"I'm an adult now, stop patting my head!"

"Eek~! That hurts!"

The young girl shook her small hand, looking at the youth with a pained expression.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, as if she had discovered something.

"Oh~"

"Is Uchiha Genmei blushing?"

"I am not! Enough nonsense, I'm going on patrol."

At the hour of twilight, the setting sun was like blood.

Inside Konoha Village.

Uchiha Genmei led his teammates through a routine patrol without a ripple of emotion.

How peaceful.

He sighed slightly in his heart.

In his past life, he had been sent to this world after accidentally being hit by a tanker truck while crossing the street.

He had become an Uchiha, his parents had vanished during a mission, and he was fifteen years old this year.

No older brother, no younger sister, no elder sister, and no younger brother.

The year was a time of prosperity for Konoha.

The First Shinobi World War had not yet reached the point of forcing young children onto the battlefield.

One could spend their childhood and student years in peace, graduate properly, and join the Military Police Force.

In a word: stable.

It was as stable as the life his parents in his past life had constantly urged him to pursue.

Graduating and immediately landing a government job—what more could one ask for?

As of now, his own strength was passable, though he hadn't engaged in any high-quality life-or-death struggles, so it was hard to say for sure.

Now that he had developed to a certain degree, he finally had some freedom.

A screen visible only to him appeared in his mind.

Uchiha Genmei

Lifeform Level: LV3 (Jonin)

Energy Attributes: Fire, Yin

Talent: Sharingan (LV3)

Skills: Uchiha-style Ninjutsu/Taijutsu (Fire + Yin), various standard Fire Release ninjutsu, Uchiha-style Shurikenjutsu, Summoning Jutsu (Meow~!)

Aura of Wisdom: 1 strand

He sighed inwardly.

His sparring session with Uchiha Chiri this morning had earned him 0.1, finally rounding his total up to a whole strand of Aura of Wisdom.

He was currently at three tomoe; evolving to the Mangekyou Sharingan would likely require five units.

Sigh! I wonder how much Aura of Wisdom a real life-or-death battle would yield?

Everything was still too slow, and he still had his duties at the Military Police Force.

Sparring with those weaker than him no longer granted any aura; it had to be a fight to the death.

He didn't want to take unnecessary risks, but sparring required opponents who were stronger than him or at least on par.

However, if he spent every day sparring and neglecting his duties, he'd likely be fired and investigated.

It was difficult!

Besides, was his imagination really that poor? The interface he'd hand-crafted using a strand of his golden finger's aura was truly primitive.

This golden finger was something he'd bought at an antique shop in his past life.

The owner had claimed it was authentic, a Persian dagger passed down since the Tang Dynasty.

He'd even called it a ritual implement of Manichaeism, a divine artifact, insisting that buying it was a bargain.

Who would have thought it was actually the real deal? It was incredibly authentic!

In the sea of his consciousness, a golden curved blade etched with flame patterns manifested.

This golden finger, which had traveled with him, allowed him to harvest energy from the cosmic sea of primordial force whenever he initiated a struggle.

This primordial force could be transformed into the Aura of Wisdom.

A single strand of this aura was enough to spark a burst of wisdom, leading to an instant epiphany.

He could learn any skill in an instant and even further refine it.

When he first used it, he had hand-crafted that interface, and he'd been amazed by his own genius!

Thus, he had given this blade the elegant name, "Blade of Wisdom."

Relying on this Blade of Wisdom, he had constantly sparred with his classmates during his student years.

Now, he was pestering Uchiha Chiri for spars.

Even though these weren't life-or-death struggles and the aura gained was pitifully small, years of accumulation had still built the skills he possessed today.

After all, one couldn't expect an ordinary person who had lived in a peaceful world to suddenly skyrocket and gain such power during their youth.

Thinking of that gentle and beautiful girl, who had vanished from the narrative in the original story—

She had likely perished in the upcoming Uchiha internal strife.

I don't like that ending!

If he wanted his future life to unfold according to his own wishes, he needed power.

And if he wanted to increase his power, he needed to consider the mechanism by which the Blade of Wisdom obtained its aura.

Regardless, I had to start somewhere.

First, I needed to climb to a high position within the clan to gain more room to maneuver.

After all, as a somewhat famous genius within the Uchiha, I had leverage.

The higher-ups would certainly adhere strictly to the policies of the Second Hokage, ensuring I was never subjected to excessive provocation.

Under normal circumstances, I could forget about any missions outside the village unless some major upheaval occurred.

As for the Uchiha clan's political armed force, the Military Police Force, I was already a captain.

If necessary...

Just then.

BOOM!

A signal flare lit up the sky ahead!

"Captain, it's near the sector we're responsible for!"