Genius

Fugaku looked at Shin-getsu and suddenly said, "You are very clever."

Shin-getsu did not respond.

Fugaku continued, "But for a clever person, if they lack strength, they often die all the faster."

Shin-getsu looked up.

"That is why I need to become stronger."

"I need the clan's resources."

"I need a teacher."

"I need ninjutsu."

"I need to know how to use the Sharingan."

He did not beat around the bush.

Because there was no need to.

For the Uchiha, wanting to become stronger was nothing to be ashamed of.

Especially after having just experienced an attack like the one last night.

If he had still acted as if he had no desires, that would have been the abnormal thing.

Fugaku looked at him and asked, "What makes you think the clan would tilt its resources toward you?"

Shin-getsu replied calmly, "The fact that I survived last night."

Fugaku's eyes narrowed slightly.

Shin-getsu continued, "Two adult ninja infiltrated the clan grounds to capture me."

"Not only did I survive, I killed them."

"I awakened the Sharingan."

"I was neither scared out of my wits nor did I do nothing but cry."

"Lord Clan Head, the Uchiha of today needs geniuses."

"And even more so, it needs those who dare to strike at the enemy."

These words were very direct.

They were even somewhat sharp.

But Fugaku was not angry.

Because what Shin-getsu said was the truth.

The Uchiha of today were beset by internal and external troubles.

Among the younger generation of the clan, there was indeed a need for more people capable of supporting the future.

Itachi was a genius.

Shisui was also a genius.

But the problem was, both of these geniuses were too gentle.

Or rather, they both held the village in their hearts.

For Konoha, this was a good thing.

But for the Uchiha, it was not necessarily so.

Shin-getsu, however, was different.

Having experienced an attack by Root, this child could never have held naive fantasies about the upper echelons of Konoha from the very beginning.

His stance would naturally lean toward the Uchiha.

If cultivated well, he might one day become a truly sharp blade for the clan.

Fugaku pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "Once your wounds have healed, I will arrange for you to enter the clan's training grounds."

"Shurikenjutsu, Fire Release, taijutsu, and genjutsu—there will be people to teach you all of them."

"But there is one thing you must remember."

Shin-getsu said, "Please speak, Lord Clan Head."

Fugaku's tone was stern.

"Before you possess sufficient strength, do not attempt to provoke Root again."

"They underestimated you last night, which is why you survived."

"Next time, they will not give you another chance."

Shin-getsu nodded.

"I understand."

He certainly understood.

Danzo was no fool.

With two members of Root dead in succession, while he might not strike openly right away, a covert investigation was inevitable.

If he discovered that Shin-getsu posed too great a threat, Danzo would absolutely find a way to eliminate him prematurely.

Therefore, for the time being, he had to remain within the Uchiha compound.

He would use Fugaku's protection to develop his strength rapidly.

Fugaku stood up.

"Rest well and recover."

"There will be a clan meeting tonight."

"Your situation will be discussed then."

Shin-getsu's heart stirred.

A clan meeting.

This meant that last night's incident was no longer just a personal attack; it had escalated to the level of internal Uchiha politics.

This was exactly what he wanted to see.

As Fugaku reached the door, he suddenly paused.

"Shin-getsu."

Shin-getsu looked toward him.

Fugaku did not turn around, merely saying indifferently, "You said earlier that Itachi is in danger."

"What about you?"

Shin-getsu was silent for a moment, then replied, "I am in danger as well."

Fugaku turned around slowly.

Shin-getsu met his gaze, his voice calm.

"But at least I know where to point my blade."

Fugaku gave him a long, deep look.

He said nothing more.

The door closed.

The hospital room fell silent once again.

Shin-getsu leaned against the headboard and let out a slow breath.

His back was already soaked with cold sweat.

The conversation with Fugaku just now had seemed calm, but in reality, every sentence had been a walk on the edge of a blade.

If he spoke too little, he would fail to demonstrate his value.

If he spoke too much, he would invite suspicion.

Fortunately, the result was good.

He had successfully gained Fugaku's preliminary approval.

From here on, as long as he entered the clan's training system, his rate of growth would be much faster than before.

Shin-getsu closed his eyes and opened the system panel once more.

[Current Karma Points: 700]

[Consume 700 Karma Points to increase the progress of the one-tomoe Sharingan to 100%?]

"Upgrade."

Shin-getsu did not hesitate.

Karma points were meant to be used to enhance his strength.

What he lacked most right now was the ability to protect himself.

The next instant, a cool sensation surged into his eyes.

Shin-getsu felt a faint, stinging sensation deep within his eyeballs.

It was not the pain of injury.

It was the feeling of a certain power being activated.

His mental energy began to condense rapidly.

His perception regarding the Sharingan within his mind became clearer.

Vision.

Dynamic tracking.

Observation of chakra flow.

Even the minute trails of evaporating medicinal liquid in the hospital room seemed to slow down.

A few breaths later, the system prompt sounded.

[700 Causality Points consumed.]

[Sharingan (one tomoe) progress increased to 100%.]

[Current status: One tomoe perfected.]

[Causality Points required to continue evolving to two tomoe: 3,000.]

Shin-getsu opened his eyes.

Scarlet pupils emerged.

A single pitch-black tomoe rotated slowly.

Compared to when he had just awakened it last night, his Sharingan was now significantly more stable.

If his Sharingan had been forcibly opened by the trauma of death last night, then only now could he be considered to have truly mastered the one tomoe.

Shin-getsu looked toward the window.

On the windowsill, a withered yellow leaf was lifted by the wind.

In his field of vision, the trajectory of the leaf's rotation was incredibly clear.

He could even see the cracks along the edges of the leaf with perfect clarity.

"This is the Sharingan."

Shin-getsu murmured in a low voice.

It was no wonder the Uchiha clan was feared by so many.

Even the most basic one tomoe could bring about such a significant improvement.

What about two tomoe, three tomoe, or even the Mangekyo?

A flash of burning intensity crossed Shin-getsu's eyes.

He had to evolve as quickly as possible.

But 3,000 Causality Points was not a small amount.

Relying on normal training would certainly not be enough.

He had to continue influencing key figures or changing key events.

Just then, the door was knocked on again.

Shin-getsu retracted his Sharingan.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open.

A young ninja wearing the Uchiha clan uniform walked in.

The other party was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a gentle smile on his face and black hair tied behind his head. His temperament was different from the cold arrogance of most Uchiha, appearing very approachable.

But the moment Shin-getsu saw him, his heart gave a violent jolt.

Uchiha Shisui.

Shisui of the Body Flicker.

One of the youngest geniuses of the Uchiha clan.

He was also a key figure who would eventually have his eye stolen by Danzo and be forced to jump off a cliff to his death.

If Itachi was the executor of the Uchiha clan massacre, then Shisui's death was the fuse that completely accelerated the tragedy.

And now, he had actually come.

Shisui stood before the hospital bed and said with a smile, "You must be Shin-getsu, right?"

"My name is Uchiha Shisui."

"The clan leader asked me to come and see you."

Shin-getsu looked at him without speaking immediately.

Shisui did not mind, his smile remaining gentle.

"I heard you took out two intruders by yourself last night."

"That was very impressive."

Shin-getsu said calmly, "It was just luck."

Shisui shook his head.

"In ninja combat, anyone who can seize luck is not simple themselves."

As he spoke, his gaze landed on Shin-getsu's eyes.

"And you even awakened the Sharingan."

"A one tomoe at nine years old."

"Many people in the clan are talking about you."