[Sharingan: Based on my observations, this woman deserves a 98 out of 100.] [Hand: I never would've guessed you were such a little pervert, Sharingan.] [Sharingan: I'm the master's eyes! How dare you say that about me? What are you implying?] [Hand: I didn't! I didn't! Don't make things up!]
When the brain and the others saw that the Sharingan had actually invoked its master to threaten the hand, they didn't dare argue with it anymore.
[All right, what are you all squabbling about? Based on my observations, this woman is at most a 90. A little less color, a little more elegance.]
Uchiha Yang's assessment was quite fair, without the slightest bias.
[Sharingan: The master's judgment is impeccable. I was too shortsighted.]
[Brain: Who would've thought? I never imagined the unruly Sharingan would be like this.]
Uchiha Yang ignored their banter and kept his gaze on Uzumaki Mito's face, which he had just finished wiping clean.
"Do you think Senju Hashirama is trying to rescue you right now?"
As he spoke, Uchiha Yang couldn't resist pinching Uzumaki Mito's soft cheek.
"What? So the proud Uchiha Clan is willing to stoop to such despicable acts?"
Uzumaki Mito was panicking inside, but she didn't dare show the slightest hint of fear. Instead, she continued to talk back.
Uchiha Yang chuckled. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself."
"It's surprising to hear you talk about the proud Uchiha."
"As for despicable acts, how can relations between a man and a woman be despicable? At worst, you could call it fooling around."
Uchiha Yang wasn't a saint. He had needs like any other man, and since he had his eye on her, she wouldn't escape his grasp.
"From the moment you stepped into the Uchiha Compound, your fate was sealed."
"You look calm, but I know what's going on inside you..."
As he spoke, Uchiha Yang leaned right up to Uzumaki Mito's ear. "You're actually panicking, aren't you? You're putting on a good act. Well done."
"Hahaha!"
As Uzumaki Mito grew furious with embarrassment, Uchiha Yang laughed and left the Basement.
The two Uchiha elite jonin assigned to guard her stood in front of Uzumaki Mito, diligently monitoring the flow of her chakra at all times.
If they detected anything unusual in the flow of her chakra, they would reinforce the seal.
They didn't like to admit it, but Sealing Jutsu was practically second nature to the Uzumaki Clan, so they had to be extra cautious.
Uzumaki Mito glanced at the two men, then closed her eyes.
These Uchiha really were cautious. But for that very reason, she decided against trying anything.
After leaving the Basement, Uchiha Yang was led by Uchiha Izuna, who had been waiting outside, to Uchiha Madara.
"You hurriedly dragged me over here just so I could watch your big brother drink tea?"
Uchiha Yang had thought there was something important, but instead he found Uchiha Madara sitting there, calmly sipping tea.
"All right, don't blame Izuna. I called you here because there's something important we need to discuss."
Uchiha Madara poured a cup of tea for each of them. "It's about our next steps."
"Isn't the plan for what comes next already written at the end of the Revenge Plan?"
Uchiha Yang sat down, took a sip of hot tea, and quickly asked, "Did something go wrong?"
"Not at all." Uchiha Madara shook his head. "I just wanted to ask why the Senju Clan isn't included in the plan."
At that, Uchiha Yang realized that Uchiha Madara had been dwelling on the Senju Clan's absence from the plan.
"Taking on the Senju Clan is impossible with the clan in its current state. After all, the Senju Clan isn't the Uzumaki Clan. You need to understand that."
Uchiha Yang understood that Uchiha Madara had a lot weighing on him. It was only natural for him to get impatient sometimes.
"By the way, when you became clan head, did you and Izuna awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan, beyond the Three-Tomoe Sharingan?"
Uchiha Yang asked outright. The three of them had no secrets from one another.
"I didn't expect you to notice."
Uchiha Madara had nothing to hide. He just hadn't expected his cousin to find out.
As he spoke, the Mangekyō Sharingan appeared in Uchiha Madara's eyes.
At the same time, Uchiha Izuna revealed his own Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Cousin, is that what you call these eyes—the Mangekyō Sharingan?"
Uchiha Izuna looked at him curiously.
"I found the term in the clan's old books. I read them sometimes when I'm bored."
Uchiha Yang rolled his eyes. Few people in the clan were as idle as he was, and fewer still would dig through ancient scrolls that had been gathering dust for ages.
"Each Mangekyō Sharingan grants two powers that reflect the user's spirit. But the two of you should use them as little as possible—ideally, not at all."
"Besides that, every Mangekyō Sharingan grants its user a Susanoo. If you use that power well, it's enough to turn the tide of a war."
Uchiha Yang knew that the power of the Mangekyō Sharingan had already made the two of them a little too confident. It was a false sense of invincibility brought on by their sudden acquisition of power.
A false sense of invincibility meant believing yourself to be invincible.
Whether it was the genius Uchiha Itachi, the Uchiha Sasuke who thought he was back on top, or the love-struck Uchiha Obito, each of them developed that sense of invincibility after gaining the Mangekyō.
It took a beating to bring them back to their senses.
"Why should we use it as little as possible? If we have this kind of power, shouldn't we be able to use it as much as we want?"
Uchiha Izuna asked impatiently. "Did the old books mention some kind of taboo?"
"Using this power gradually leads to blindness. The more you use it, the more your eyesight will deteriorate."
"Losing your sight would be devastating for you, as Sharingan users."
Uchiha Yang gave Uchiha Madara a serious warning. "You especially must remember what I've said."
Uchiha Madara hadn't expected that using the Mangekyō Sharingan too many times could cost him his sight.
Without Uchiha Yang's warning, he might have used it repeatedly to master its abilities.
He might have noticed his vision getting worse, but he would never have imagined that it could lead to something as serious as blindness.
"Is there no way to solve this problem?"
Uchiha Madara asked unwillingly.
Anyone would be reluctant to accept it if this power came with such a serious drawback.
"Cousin, where are those old books?"
Uchiha Izuna wanted to find a solution in them.
"Something happened to them. I accidentally used them to start a fire."
Uchiha Yang scratched his head and said sheepishly.
There were no old books. He had read all the Uchiha Clan's old texts, and nothing about the Mangekyō Sharingan had been passed down.
The so-called old books were nothing more than an excuse he'd made up.
"You know how to solve it, don't you?" Uchiha Madara suddenly asked.
"You really can't hide anything from me. But the solution is a little cruel."
Uchiha Yang hadn't wanted to tell them, but going by the story, they would eventually fuse their eyes to create the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan anyway.
If he told them, perhaps he could prevent that from happening. After all, there was a way to solve the problem.
Given Uchiha Madara's nature, he would never take Izuna's eyes to benefit himself.
But if their positions were reversed, Uchiha Madara might be willing to give his own eyes to his younger brother, Izuna.
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