Inside the reception room.
Fugaku stared at Kakashi for a long time before finally coming back to his senses, left speechless.
For a moment, he even doubted his own Uchiha bloodline. He truly hadn't expected Kakashi, after gaining the Sharingan, to be far more extreme than him, the legitimate Uchiha Clan Head.
His radicalism was miles ahead of the hawkish youngsters in his own clan.
"Brother, you're this."
After a moment of silence, Fugaku sincerely gave Hyuga Hitoshi a thumbs-up.
A loyal dog willing to take the blame for the Hokage had been educated in just a few days until he looked as though he had fallen under a genjutsu. As expected of the black-hearted Hitoshi Clan Head.
Can I say it doesn't have much to do with me?
Hyuga Hitoshi remained calm, though he did look at Kakashi more highly.
At least this man no longer resembled a walking corpse. He knew what he should be doing.
Thinking about it carefully, Kakashi's transformation had actually been inevitable.
Especially over the past two days. With Hyuga Hitoshi's "help," Kakashi had learned some of the real situation behind his father's suicide, and he had already developed a sense of disgust toward the village.
Then, at the most opportune moment, the Old Village Chief had made Kakashi choose, thoroughly showing him what he was worth in their eyes.
Under those repeated blows, it was only natural for the dazed Kakashi's thoughts to become extreme.
But—
"Your life isn't that worthless."
Hyuga Hitoshi shook his head.
"And like I said, Danzo's schemes are merely side effects when it comes to external matters."
"Keep yourself alive. There'll be room for you to shine later. For now, stop thinking about going head-to-head with the Old Village Chief."
Was that so?
Kakashi nodded thoughtfully. From Lord