"You... The Hokage must be elected through a vote by the majority of the jōnin."
"An election?" Uchiha Ao threw his head back and laughed, his laughter full of mockery. "Third, you're still bringing up these ridiculous rules? The moment you drove the Uchiha Clan to the edge of the village, your so-called election rules became a joke!"
Before his words had even faded, powerful chakra suddenly erupted from Uchiha Ao. The Three-Tomoe in his eyes slowly spun, transforming directly into the Mangekyō Sharingan!
"Do you still think the rules can bind me now?"
"You have the Mangekyō too!" Hiruzen Sarutobi could hardly believe his eyes.
Are you fucking telling me a kid barely over ten awakened the Mangekyō?
No, I need a moment to process this.
That means the Uchiha Clan might currently have three pairs of Mangekyō—or even more!
Hiruzen Sarutobi's fingernails dug deep into his palms, and cold sweat trickled down the furrows in his wrinkled face.
He suddenly realized that he had been far too lax in keeping the Uchiha in check all these years.
"Shocked?" Uchiha Ao twirled the Hokage Pipe he had picked up at some point. Its metal bowl glinted coldly beneath the Mangekyō's light. "Want to know how?"
Hiruzen Sarutobi nodded.
"I can't be bothered to tell you. You're not worthy of hearing it!"
Hiruzen Sarutobi's old face instantly flushed purple, the veins in his neck throbbing.
Evil Uchiha brat!
"Enough. I didn't come here to waste time talking to you. They should be just about ready."
Uchiha Ao casually flicked his fingers. A flash of lightning struck the Anbu Ninja struggling at his feet, knocking him unconscious.
He strolled toward the window with his hands in his pockets and gazed at the villagers gathered beneath Kage Rock like a swarm of