I, Sasuke, Will Become the Uchiha Clan's Ancestor

"It's called Indra, not Indra-something."

Sasuke first corrected her, then answered seriously:

"I'm still me, the genuine Uchiha Sasuke."

"I only awakened Indra's power, not Indra's memories, so I'm still myself."

"Is that so!?"

Izumi asked doubtfully, "But I feel like you've changed so much, Sasuke! You're nothing like the old you!"

"Hm? How so?"

Sasuke frowned, reflecting on which of his actions conflicted with the original owner's personality.

"You used to seem like you didn't really like me! Every time you saw me, you'd pull a long face, but now you keep calling me Sister Izumi so warmly."

So that was where the problem lay!

Sasuke remembered that the original owner really hadn't liked Izumi very much.

Whenever this woman appeared, Itachi would leave with her, so the original owner felt that she had stolen his brother away.

Brother-con syndrome was truly terrifying!

Though there was a flaw in his lie, there was no need to panic. He could still talk his way out of it.

"Oh! Now that I've gained power, my mindset has changed. I won't be so childish anymore!"

"But the methods you displayed when dealing with Uchiha Yashiro and the others were a little too... brutal. That doesn't seem like something a seven-year-old could do!"

Izumi continued voicing her doubts.

"Oh! That was also because my strength increased too quickly, and I couldn't control it properly. Actually, I only wanted to teach them a tiny lesson."

Izumi: "..."

Breaking their arms, destroying their eyes, electrocuting them into charcoal.

And you called that a tiny lesson.

"Alright, Sister Izumi, do you have any other doubts? I can give you a reasonable expla... cough, no, explanation."

Sasuke said solemnly.

"Alright, I believe you really are Sasuke!"

A smile suddenly bloomed across Izumi's face. "If you were that Indra-whatever, then you wouldn't have had any reason to save me when Uchiha Yashiro and the others were bullying me, right?"

Sigh! The little girl finally believed him.

Sasuke felt exhausted. Sure enough, one lie required countless more lies to cover it up.

Still, this didn't really count as lying. After all, the original owner himself was Indra's reincarnation.

So, Sasuke decided that he no longer wanted to be some little brat of the Uchiha clan. He wanted to become the Uchiha clan's ancestor.

After all, everyone knew that Indra was the ancestor of the Uchiha clan.

And he, Uchiha Sasuke, was Indra's reincarnation.

Therefore, he = the Uchiha clan's ancestor.

Nothing wrong with that!

Perfectly reasonable!

As for anyone who refused to believe it or dared question him, he would let them witness the power of the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan and Six-Tomoe Rinnegan, then ask whether they still dared not believe him!

As long as you dealt with the person raising the problem, there would be no problem that couldn't be solved.

Chatting as they walked, the two soon arrived at a fork in the road.

"Sasuke, how about coming to my house? To thank you for saving my life, I'll treat you to my specialty, three-color dango!"

Izumi asked Sasuke with a smile.

"No, I have something urgent to take care of at home. I'll try your three-color dango when I get the chance."

Sasuke shook his head and politely declined her invitation.

"Alright then, but you have to come when you get the chance!"

Izumi waved goodbye to Sasuke, somewhat disappointed.

Soon, the two headed in different directions and returned to their respective homes.

"Huh! Sasuke, shouldn't you be studying at the Ninja Academy at this hour? Why are you back home?"

At the entrance of Sasuke's home, Uchiha Mikoto, wearing an apron, looked at her suddenly returned son and asked in confusion.

Sasuke did not answer the question. Instead, he asked, "Where's Itachi? Is that guy home!?"

"Oh! So Sasuke misses his big brother! But I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. Your brother left on a mission two weeks ago and still hasn't returned."

"Sigh! Your brother really doesn't put anyone at ease. He's been gone on a mission for so long and still hasn't come back!"

After worrying about Itachi for a while, Mikoto began lecturing her younger son again.

"Little Sasuke, I know you miss your brother, but what you did was wrong. Good children aren't allowed to leave school early!"

"And also..."

"Yap yap yap, yap yap yap..."

It was back. That familiar feeling was back.

Sure enough, nagging was an essential skill for every mother.

"Mom, stop talking! I didn't sneak home from school. I asked the teacher for leave, and I only came back after the teacher approved it."

Sasuke directly cut Mikoto off. After explaining briefly, he quickly slipped into his bedroom according to the original owner's memories.

"Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore. I have something urgent to deal with."

Watching the bedroom door close, Mikoto sighed helplessly.

"Sigh! What a troublesome child. But why does Sasuke seem so strange today?"

Whew!

Once inside his room, Sasuke let out a long breath.

A mother's nagging really was the hardest thing to deal with.

His original plan had been to come home and find Itachi, then persuade him to turn against them at the critical moment and catch Danzo off guard.

He had not expected Itachi to have been out on a mission for two weeks and still not returned home.

Sasuke was certain that Itachi was probably mentally preparing himself for the coming Night of the Massacre right now!

After casually finding a place to sit, Sasuke reconsidered. Even if he found Itachi now, persuading him would still be difficult. He didn't have Naruto's Talk no Jutsu, the ability to make the dead sound alive and black sound white.

So it would be better to keep things simple. On the night of the massacre, he would just beat Itachi up viciously.

What should you do when a child refused to listen? Most likely, he just needed a beating. One beating would do the trick.

He hoped that when the time came, he would see a surprised expression on Itachi's icy face.

Next, Sasuke walked over to the mirror and released the power within his eyes.

Immediately,

The pupil in his right eye transformed into an intricate six-pointed-star pattern—the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan!

His left eye became a purple Rinnegan with concentric ripples, six tomoe adorning it—the Six-Tomoe Rinnegan!

This was the first time he had seen himself with both eyes activated.

In this form, he was filled with arrogance and dominance. If he added a line like, "Would you like to dance too?" he would be Uchiha Madara reborn.

After narcissistically admiring his appearance, it was time to test the power contained within these eyes.

Sasuke rummaged through a drawer and pulled out a book about the Will of Fire. Its cover clearly listed the author as the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi.

Printed on the cover was a portrait of Hiruzen Sarutobi wearing a kindly smile.

"Pah! Disgusting to look at!"

Without another word, Sasuke fired Amaterasu at the book in his hand!

The next instant, black flames instantly devoured the entire book, reducing it to ashes in no time.

Mm!

Not bad!

A divine skill essential for killing, looting, destroying evidence, staying home, and traveling.

Burning the Third Hokage's brainwashing book inexplicably lifted his mood.

Next, it was time to test the Rinnegan's abilities!

Sasuke fixed his gaze on the pillow lying on the bed not far away.

The next instant, the Six-Tomoe Rinnegan's ability activated.