Presenting Minato Namikaze with a Grand Gift

Time-traveling to Naruto, and I am in the Uchiha Clan...

I am five years old, and Minato Namikaze has just become the Hokage.

There are probably five to eight years left until the Uchiha Clan Massacre, and to make matters worse, there is no system.

Although I do have a genius cheat, having only a few years really leaves me lacking confidence to contend with the Mangekyo Sharingan, not to mention there are three Mangekyo users.

Moreover, besides those two ungrateful wretches, there is hostility from nearly the entire Konoha Village.

"Sigh~~~"

"So worried!"

Sitting on the branch of a tall tree, five-year-old Uchiha Yansheng gazed at the Hokage Rock, not too far away, his immature face filled with anxiety.

Ever since he was able to extract chakra at the age of three, Uchiha Yansheng had been searching for a way to solve his problems, but unfortunately there was not the slightest hope.

Now that Minato Namikaze had just become the Hokage, the Nine-Tails' Attack was at most a few years away, or at the very least a few months.

As for the exact time? He could only pin down an approximate timeframe for the Uchiha Clan Massacre, let alone anything else.

And Kushina Uzumaki...

Uchiha Yansheng was not Sasuke Uchiha; he did not have a mother who was a close friend of Kushina Uzumaki, so he had never even laid eyes on Kushina Uzumaki.

Although the exact time was unknown, as Minato Namikaze became the Hokage, the countdown to his own life had also begun.

If he did not want to die, he had to find a way to resolve this crisis.

Even though this was already a new life, Uchiha Yansheng did not want to die so early.

Relying on himself, the probability of successfully defecting from Konoha Village was slim, even if he managed to break out. Leaving aside whether he could evade the pursuit of Konoha ninja, the Sharingan of the Uchiha Clan alone was already dangerous enough.

Therefore, this method could only be kept as a last resort when all else failed.

As for altering the mindsets of Shisui Uchiha and Itachi Uchiha, that plan had already been nipped in the bud before it could even begin.

There was no helping it. Shisui Uchiha was an active ninja and rarely appeared in the clan lands, while Itachi Uchiha was the clan head's son and had very little contact with his fellow clansmen on ordinary days.

If he had transmigrated as Sasuke Uchiha, there might have been a sliver of a chance to change things, but doing so would probably have been even more dangerous.

Instead, the present situation offered a chance to change many things, provided he operated with caution.

The only thing I can do right now is this!

He had to deliver a grand gift to Minato Namikaze!

Uchiha Yansheng stared at the Hokage Rock for a long time, a flash of determination crossing his eyes. He formed hand seals, called upon all the chakra in his body, and laboriously split off a Shadow Clone Technique.

Even with sufficient chakra control, separating this special shadow clone at the age of five was quite a strain.

Fumbling an envelope out from inside his chest, Uchiha Yansheng handed it to his shadow clone.

"You must be careful and not expose your identity. My Transformation Technique isn't very practiced, so make sure you wear the mask..."

A trace of hesitation flashed through Uchiha Yansheng's eyes, but in the end, he decided to give it a try.

He had made thorough preparations for this very moment.

The envelope was a letter addressed to Minato Namikaze, revealing the identity of Obito Uchiha, his current status, the pregnancy of Kushina Uzumaki, and the fact that she would be ambushed during it, among other things.

In the letter, Uchiha Yansheng wrote down nearly the entire truth, including things like Kakashi Hatake talking to himself by Rin's grave and being overheard by Obito.

The envelope was very thick, and to write this letter, Uchiha Yansheng had secretly torn apart two or three books, found a lot of paste, and glued it together word by word.

Furthermore, all these preparations were made by Uchiha Yansheng using a specially modified shadow clone to ensure not the slightest scent was left behind.

It was worth mentioning that shadow clones also possessed the same aura as the main body, which was why enemies could not tell the real from the fake, but this kind of specially crafted shadow clone was different.

Being five years old and successfully modifying the Shadow Clone Technique to a certain extent was enough to prove Uchiha Yansheng's aptitude.

If time hadn't been so short, he truly wouldn't have feared mere members of the Uchiha Clan.

There was no helping it, though; the gap between possessing the Mangekyo Sharingan and not possessing it was simply too vast.

Uchiha Yansheng's shadow clone pulled a wooden mask out of his pocket and strapped it onto his face.

Ninjutsu like the shadow clone could replicate the clothing and equipment on the main body. However, the replicated items were one with the shadow clone, and a light touch would cause the entire shadow clone to disperse.

Even so, it was the best choice for concealing his identity.

Uchiha Yansheng's shadow clone spoke very calmly: "Check to see if there are any other traces left on me."

Hearing this, Uchiha Yansheng did not step closer to his shadow clone; instead, staying far away, he tested him using various methods before finally speaking:

"No problem. I've used a special solution to remove the scent from the envelope in your hand, so there shouldn't be any accidents."

"I've pushed things to the absolute limit of what I can do. If you're discovered, choose to gamble and play the part of a mystic. It's still better than doing nothing at all!"

"Just to be safe, wait until dark before you make your move. I'm going back now to destroy the mask and clothing left behind."

Hearing Uchiha Yansheng's words, the shadow clone nodded, then performed the Transformation Technique, turning into a somewhat crooked tree branch.

Uchiha Yansheng had not mastered the Transformation Technique very well, but normally no one would pay attention to how many branches were at the very top of a large tree.

When it came to ninjutsu, however, whether it was mastered completely did not matter; what mattered was that it was good enough to use.

Observing his surroundings, Uchiha Yansheng climbed down from the big tree and walked toward home as usual.

For today's operation, Uchiha Yansheng had irregularly come to play near this large tree for over half a year, and he did not plan to change this habit in the near future.

Returning home against the setting sun, the moment he stepped through the door, he could see warm food waiting on the table.

In this life, Uchiha Yansheng had lost his parents shortly after birth, and until the age of three, he had been raised by commoners of the same clan.

After the age of three, it had been like this: at a fixed time every day, someone would bring meals over, and occasionally a ninja would come to teach him some basic ninjutsu knowledge.

Unlike the orphanage in Konoha Village, the Uchiha Clan believed in the supremacy of the strong, so they did not show special care for young children, yet there was a sort of uniform treatment to it all.

With practiced familiarity, he picked up his bowl and chopsticks, retrieved a book from a nearby bookshelf, and began to read as he ate.

Naturally, the taste of the food could not be considered exceptionally delicious, but it was not unpalatable either. The portions of vegetables and meat were evenly split, which could be considered quite lavish anywhere in Konoha Village.

After finishing his meal, Uchiha Yansheng skillfully began to wash his clothes.

As they soaked in clean water, certain pigments easily peeled away from the garments, and before long, the entire outfit had taken on a completely different appearance.

Hn, as expected of a ninja. This trick of rapidly changing the color of clothing is truly formidable...

After hanging the clothes out to dry, Uchiha Yansheng fetched a small knife and began carving into the wooden mask.

While the main body of Uchiha Yansheng was busy, up in that large tree near the Hokage Rock, a somewhat crooked tree branch twisted and warped, transforming into a youth dressed entirely in black.