Dawn.
Konoha's main street.
Countless villagers, shinobi, and clan members emerged from their homes.
Everyone saw an unbelievable sight.
Shimura Danzō was bound in chains and dragged through the main street.
One arm had been severed.
His hamstrings had been cut.
His left hand had been nailed through.
His chest was covered in sealing tags.
The once cold and aloof Councilor of Konoha now looked like a stray dog.
And the ones escorting him were the Uchiha Police Force.
Walking at the very front was Uchiha Shingetsu.
Nine years old.
Dressed in black.
His expression was calm.
But in everyone's eyes, this child was now completely different from an "ordinary Uchiha genius."
Danzō had fallen.
Root had been raided.
Shisui had kept his eye.
Itachi had left the Anbu.
The truth behind the Stone Tablet had been sealed within the clan.
The Masked Man had appeared and been wounded.
And now, even Danzō himself had been captured alive and brought back.
All of it was connected to him.
The discussions along both sides of the street grew louder and louder.
"Is that really Lord Danzō?"
"What Lord Danzō? He's traitor Danzō now!"
"I heard he captured Uchiha Clansmen for experiments."
"He even collected Sharingan!"
"He even dared to secretly transplant First Hokage Cells."
"That's terrifying."
"What exactly has Root done all these years?"
"The Uchiha really were pushed too far this time."
The way some people looked at the Uchiha was no longer merely wary.
There was also a trace of complicated emotion.
Even guilt.
Because with one revelation after another coming to light over the past few days, everyone understood.
The Uchiha had not caused trouble for no reason.
Someone had truly held a blade to their throats.
Uchiha Tekka escorted Danzō, feeling better with every step.
He wished