Family and the Third Draw

With Uchiha Mon's death, his body lay quietly where it had fallen.

The atmosphere throughout the clan assembly grounds became somewhat oppressive and bloody.

The clan members did not develop any ill will toward Yushu because of this. The reason was simple: Yushu was strong—strong beyond anything they could compare themselves to.

A ninja's pursuit of power and admiration for the strong were displayed most vividly within the Uchiha Clan.

This also gave the clan members a general idea of what kind of person their clan head was. Those who had initially worried that Yushu was too young were reassured after seeing his decisive, ruthless side.

Ninjas had never been kindhearted, passionate people. Although Naruto was a hot-blooded series, what it showed beneath the surface was bloody cruelty and class oppression.

Even Hashirama and Madara, beings like gods, had to be respectful before the daimyo. Naruto, the new god after the Shinobi World War and also the protagonist, still could not abolish the Hyuga Clan's cruel Caged Bird system.

If one wanted to live comfortably in the ninja world with passion alone, they only needed to look at Yahiko and Obito. Without Asura's chakra, their passion was worthless.

As a great ninja clan that had endured for a thousand years, the Uchiha Clan was thoroughly accustomed to death. Yushu's decisiveness in killing did not cause the clan members any dissatisfaction; instead, it made them respect him even more.

The Uchiha Clan did not need a merciful and weak clan head!

With the first blaze Yushu lit after taking office now burned out, the clan assembly also reached its end.

"This clan assembly is about ready to conclude. As for Itachi Uchiha's matter, I will speak with Jonin Fugaku privately afterward. All clan members serving in the Military Police Force are to gather at the Konoha Military Police Force headquarters at seven tomorrow morning. Inform your subordinates in advance as well. Make sure everyone is present."

After watching the clan members holding positions in the Military Police Force either nod or verbally agree, he said, "Then the meeting is adjourned."

With that, he was the first to head toward the exit.

By the time Yushu returned to his family's courtyard, it was already past midnight. He looked up at the stars filling the sky and the bright moon.

"It really has been a long night, but the outcome was pretty good."

After Uchiha Yushu entered the house, he found that the living room was still lit.

His father, Uchiha Takuma, was repeatedly maintaining a kunai polished so brightly it could be used as a mirror, while his mother, Uchiha Meina, was knitting a scarf.

Yushu, Takuma, and even Natsuri already had four or five scarves like this, yet Meina was still knitting another one.

Clearly, like Takuma, Meina was merely finding something to do so she would not be idle.

As Yushu entered, the two of them stopped what they were doing.

"Now that you're back, hurry up and get some rest. I still need to give this customer's kunai another round of maintenance."

Takuma spoke flatly. If Yushu had not seen the kunai reflecting every last detail of his father's forced expression, right down to his lips, he might actually have believed him.

Meina began putting away her tools as she spoke. "It's gotten so late. I knitted for so long without realizing it. Good thing you came back in time, Yushu. Otherwise, I might have completely lost track of the time."

Knowing why they had stayed awake until now, warmth filled Yushu's heart. He wanted to become clan head and save the Uchiha Clan partly for those lovable clan members.

But even more than that, it was for this family that had given him warmth ever since he transmigrated—for this harbor that sheltered his soul from another world.

"Father, Mother, it's over. Starting tomorrow, I'll be the clan head."

Yushu spoke to them with a sincere smile.

"Good boy. Do a good job!"

"Don't work yourself too hard or put too much pressure on yourself. Remember to come home for meals every day."

Takuma and Meina only offered their simple wishes and did not talk to Yushu at length.

Yushu came to his room and looked at Natsuri's room beside it.

"Natsuri, I'll give you a childhood just like the other children in the village."

Then he pushed open his bedroom door and entered.

In the room next door, Natsuri lay on her bed with her eyes closed. When Yushu pushed open his door, the corners of her lips lifted slightly.

After arriving in his bedroom, Yushu did not immediately choose to sleep. He had something important to do.

At the clan assembly, when Yushu accepted the clan head's token and became the Uchiha Clan's head, Uchiha Yushu's cheat ability stirred once more.

"Condition fulfilled. You have obtained one chance to spin the Grand Roulette."

The exact same notification rang out in his mind as before. Becoming clan head had already been surprising enough.

His cheat ability, which had shown no response for years, had appeared once again. For Yushu, it was like double happiness arriving at once.

On the way back, Yushu had considered which condition he had fulfilled. Uchiha Clan head? Director of the Military Police Force?

Although Yushu had not yet formally taken over as director of the Military Police Force, the director's position was tied to the Uchiha Clan head. Seen that way, it made sense.

When he had graduated before, he had not even registered for a ninja identification number yet, but he had already obtained a draw chance.

The same had happened when he entered the Ninja Academy. He had only just filled out the registration form, and before registration had even officially begun, he had received a draw chance.

Considering the previous two draw chances, Yushu felt that becoming director of the Military Police Force was more likely to be the condition.

His consciousness sank into his mind, and Uchiha Yushu entered a space. Apart from Yushu himself, there was only the enormous roulette before him, large enough to blot out the sky.

"No matter how many times I see it, I still have to say it—this thing is huge!"

Yushu's first two draws had both been good. Whether it was the "Fire Man" template or the "Human Torch" template, both were indispensable parts of his strength.

It was precisely this strength that had allowed him to live fairly comfortably these past years. Moreover, templates were not merely about abilities; they also granted the spiritual power of their original owners.

Yushu possessed the spiritual energy of his own body, plus the portion brought by his transmigration, as well as the spiritual energy granted by the two templates. That was why, despite also having three-tomoe Sharingan, he was far stronger than others.

"I hope I don't get another fire-type template this time. As long as it isn't an ordinary person template, anything is fine."

Yushu felt that, among the current ninja world, he was already at the very top when it came to using abilities that matched his templates.

Furthermore, because he only needed to input a small amount of chakra, most of his flames were natural fire. In other words, neither the Rinnegan's Preta Path nor even the Truth-Seeking Orbs could negate his flames.

With fire-style abilities that would still be useful against super bosses in the late game, he felt that his Fire Release was sufficient.

He then began browsing. The roulette was simply too large; if he truly wanted to examine everything, it would take quite some time. Even now, he had not completely browsed it once.

"James Bond" template. Oh, a trash template. Hope I don't draw that. "Shinichi Kudo" template. That one isn't much better either...

Eh! This "Saitama" template is pretty good. This "Clark Kent" one works too. This "Kakarot" template even has golden hair. It's strong too!

As he browsed, Yushu either disparaged or praised the templates he came across.

After looking for a long time and realizing he had not even seen one percent of them, Yushu reluctantly stopped browsing.

Start spinning. At Yushu's thought, the entire roulette began spinning at high speed.

Because of its incredible speed, the entire roulette became a blur of white in Uchiha Yushu's eyes, and he could not make out any information.

Having no intention of cheating, he waited a moment before silently saying, Stop.

At his command, the roulette immediately stopped. One moment, it had been spinning at tremendous speed; the next, it had come to a complete halt.

The spot where Yushu stood was the template he had drawn. It was currently radiating a dazzling golden light. Having gone through this twice already, Yushu did not think it was some "golden legend." He guessed that all templates were golden.

After a brief transition animation, Uchiha Yushu finally saw the template before him clearly.

"Am I completely stuck with fire-type templates now or what?!"

Yushu looked at the template, somewhat speechless but not disappointed. Clearly, the template he had drawn this time was still extremely powerful.