Dance King's Idol

"What happened?! Why can't I move?!"

Panic spread through the Black Cavalry.

They had fought all kinds of battles and experienced all sorts of bizarre ninjutsu and Kekkei Genkai.

But they had never encountered anything this strange.

The leader of the Black Cavalry, at the rear, was the only one unaffected.

"Bastard! What did you do?!"

The Black Cavalry leader panicked at the sight before him.

"Can't you see what I did? Why ask when you already know the answer?"

Uchiha Kei raised his head with a grin, the sword-shaped Sharingan in his eyes turning strangely.

"M-Mangekyō Sharingan! You're from the Uchiha Clan!"

The Black Cavalry leader recognized the Uchiha Clan's trademark Sharingan at a glance. His heart pounded uncontrollably.

The Senju Clan and the Uchiha Clan held absolute power in this land. The mere sight of a pair of Sharingan had struck fear into countless people.

They had dared to capture Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara only because the two were still young.

If Uchiha Madara had already awakened his Sharingan, they wouldn't have dared even with ten times the courage.

Now, an Uchiha with the Sharingan had appeared out of nowhere—and he had the Mangekyō!

The Black Cavalry leader panicked...

"Keep that shocked look on your face, or else..."

Uchiha Kei enjoyed the nonstop notification chimes in his head, a harmless smile on his face.

"I'll beat you to death."

"Gulp..."

The Black Cavalry swallowed in unison.

What happened next was quite a sight.

Hundreds of Black Cavalry, unable to move.

The Black Cavalry leader, frozen in shock.

Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara, unable to believe their eyes.

And...

Uchiha Kei, looking utterly harmless.

"Big Brother, are you from the Uchiha Clan?"

The carefree Senju Hashirama came up to him, his face full of curiosity.

"Sort of. And sort of not."

Uchiha Kei patted Senju Hashirama's watermelon-shaped head.

"That's impossible. I've never seen you among the Uchiha."

Uchiha Madara came over too, looking puzzled.

"Just because you've never seen me doesn't mean I'm not one."

Uchiha Kei reached out his wicked hand toward Madara and ruffled his spiky hair. It felt great.

"Not everyone in the Uchiha Clan is the same."

Madara wanted to dodge, but suddenly realized he couldn't move. All he could do was let Kei ruffle his hair as much as he pleased.

"P-Predecessor, well... our Hejian Clan has no intention of making an enemy of the Uchiha. There may have been some misunderstanding."

The Black Cavalry leader worked up his nerve and spoke with a tremble.

"A misunderstanding?"

Uchiha Kei clicked his tongue in amazement. "What a misunderstanding. The Hejian Clan may not be much, but you sure have thick skin. You said something so brazenly ambitious, and now you still have the nerve to say this. Tsk."

He waved his hand again.

This time, Madara, standing very close by, felt it.

A power that suppressed his bloodline spread from Uchiha Kei.

It was an ability that changed the very nature of the world!

"Pop."

With a soft sound, the hundreds of Black Cavalry suspended in midair looked on in terror as...

Their bodies began to dissolve!

They turned into bubbles, bit by bit!

"Predecessor! Please, no! We know we were wrong!"

The Black Cavalry leader's eyes reddened as he watched the elite members of his clan disappear one by one. He deeply regretted letting his ambition run wild.

"If you know you were wrong, then you have to accept your punishment."

Uchiha Kei watched the scene before him calmly, though he was somewhat astonished himself.

Was this the Mangekyō technique called Uhijini?

It could create all things while changing their nature.

Truly terrifying!

A few seconds later, the hundreds of Black Cavalry had all turned into bubbles and drifted away on the wind.

"No... No... Is the Hejian Clan really... really destroyed just like that...?"

The Black Cavalry leader slumped to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

His ambition had cost the Hejian Clan all its elite fighters. Only the old, the weak, the sick, and the young remained.

In these Warring States, the Hejian Clan might as well have been wiped out.

"Before you do something, think about what might happen to you."

Uchiha Kei felt no sympathy for him. He waved his hand, and the Black Cavalry leader turned into bubbles too.

Anyone who did something wrong had to pay the price.

You might not be able to bear that price, but you still had to accept it!

After dealing with the Hejian Clan, Uchiha Kei turned his attention to the two beside him.

"Well? With strength like this, can I be your teacher?"

Hashirama nodded frantically without a second thought.

Madara, however, fell silent in thought.

"We Uchiha can't take on a teacher without permission."

Only after a long while did Madara say this.

Uchiha Kei nodded in understanding.

He had read the history of the Uchiha Clan. The Warring States Period was different from the era of the Ninja Villages. Important matters like taking on a teacher usually needed the clan leader's approval.

And Madara was the Uchiha heir.

"Then let's go to the Uchiha Clan first."

To be honest, Uchiha Kei was also looking forward to seeing the Uchiha Clan during this period.

After all, anything he hadn't seen in the anime held a great deal of allure for him.

The three of them set off for the Uchiha Clan's territory.

Uchiha Kei kept busy along the way.

First, he checked the two boys' current condition.

Though they would become legendary figures in the future, Hashirama and Madara weren't particularly remarkable at the moment.

Madara was doing all right. Although he hadn't awakened his Sharingan, his chakra had nearly reached Genin level, and his combat instincts were far beyond those of other kids his age.

He could just about be called a child prodigy.

Hashirama was much worse. He had pitifully little chakra, and his kind nature meant he had no interest in fighting.

There was one thing, though: Hashirama's terrifying healing ability.

A wound deep enough to expose the bone healed in just a few breaths.

If not for the blood left behind, no one would have noticed the injury.

Along the way, Uchiha Kei also figured out how to use his unique ability, Bloodline Enhancement.

In a word: beat them up!

Every time he beat the two of them, their bloodlines improved a little, and their chakra increased as well.

He owed his discovery of this ability entirely to the aloof Madara.

Madara hated having his head patted, so he was the one who got beaten the most...

What Madara couldn't understand was that every time he got beaten, his chakra improved considerably, and even his dormant bloodline began to ripple.

After several futile attempts to fight back, Madara gradually sank into an abyss of pain and pleasure.

He even wanted to get beaten a few more times...

As dusk fell, the three of them arrived at the Uchiha Clan's territory.

"Who goes there?"

As soon as they reached the entrance to the clan's territory, four figures appeared before them.

"I'm Uchiha Madara."

Madara stepped forward, his heir's imposing presence on full display.

"Heir."

The four bowed in unison.

"Mm."

Madara nodded coolly, his usual aloof expression returning.

"Heir, who are these two?"

"They're my friends. I need to speak with my father."

Hearing that they were the heir's friends, the four didn't ask any further. "The clan leader is in the Council Hall, meeting with the clan members ranked Chūnin and above."

"Fine. I'll go find him."

With that, Madara led Uchiha Kei and Hashirama into the clan's territory.

The four didn't stop them. Once the three were far away, the guards disappeared into the night.