Calculations and Planning

All of these had dealt a massive blow to his prestige.

However, after yesterday, all the skepticism he had previously faced vanished into thin air.

This was the respect naturally earned after displaying strength.

Within the Uchiha Clan, the strong rise and the weak fall!

Why did Madara leave back then without any clansmen following him?

Was it not because Hashirama was stronger than Madara?

Of course, there were also other reasons.

Anyway...

Knock, knock, knock.

A knock on the door interrupted Takuya's contemplation.

"Come in."

An Uchiha clansman with black hair and black eyes walked in, carrying a tray in both hands.

"What is this?"

Takuya asked curiously.

The Uchiha clansman explained, "The Hokage Assistant had someone send this over. He said it's the Fifth Hokage Ceremonial Robe and Hokage Hat made for you."

Takuya showed an interested expression. "Bring it here for me to see."

The Hokage Ceremonial Robe was only eligible to be worn by ninja who became the Kage of Konoha. The ceremonial robes of each generation of Kage were basically the same, and they had to be made stitch by stitch by people in the village specially designated to craft the Hokage robes.

The main body was white, the hem was trimmed with red flames, and the red kanji for the Fifth Hokage was on the back.

This piece was practically indistinguishable from the Fourth Hokage's ceremonial robe, except that the four had been changed to five.

"Nara Shikaku is quite thoughtful."

Takuya chuckled. It was truly good to have a smart person around.

He had completely forgotten about the matter of the ceremonial robe.

A gust of wind blew into the room.

Takuya caught a glimpse of silver out of the corner of his eye, knowing that Kakashi had arrived.

"Thank the Nara Clan Head for me. You may head out."

"Yes."

The Uchiha clansman respectfully backed out of the room.

"Kakashi, you received the appointment letter, right?"

Takuya smiled as he hung the brand-new Fifth Hokage Ceremonial Robe on the solid wood clothes rack near the desk, then sat back down in his chair.

Kakashi first gazed intently at the brand-new ceremonial robe, then looked at Takuya, who wore a smile at the corner of his mouth, and asked, "I received it. When will you fulfill what you promised me earlier?"

"Three days from now, we will hold the Hokage inauguration ceremony. At that time, I will clear your father's name during the ceremony.

"Your father was a hero of Konoha. During his lifetime, he completed 27 S-Rank Missions, 123 A-Rank Missions, and a number of B-Rank Missions. He rendered distinguished service to Konoha during the Second Great Ninja War. He should not be forgotten by everyone, and he deserves to be remembered by the villagers."

Kakashi gave Takuya a deep look, feeling a slight stirring in his heart.

As someone from the Uchiha, how could he know his father in such detail?

"Alright, thank you. I did receive the appointment letter, and I will take office as soon as possible."

Kakashi said expressionlessly.

"No need to rush. You didn't sleep at all last night, did you? Head back and get some good rest first."

Takuya said with a smile.

Kakashi did not refuse either, nodding before leaving through the window.

Watching Kakashi depart, Takuya's gaze flickered.

He wondered whether he should hand over that Kamui Mangekyo Sharingan on Kakashi right now?

That way, Obito's pair of Mangekyo would be gathered.

He would be able to possess two Kage-tier powerhouses in a short time at any moment.

Even someone like Kakashi, who lacked the bloodline of the Uchiha Clan, could drive the Mangekyo to execute dojutsu, let alone members of the Uchiha Clan.

Still, there was no rush right now.

He had only just won Kakashi's allegiance. If he demanded the Mangekyo so eagerly, it would inevitably cause Kakashi to harbor resentment.

After all, that eye of Kakashi's had been entrusted to him by his best friend before death.

It was only natural that he would disagree, though Obito was truly dead now.

Furthermore, there was no pressure at the moment, so high-end combat power wasn't necessary.

He was enough to handle things on his own.

Unless Nagato teamed up with the Akatsuki Organization to launch an assault...

Heh.

Who was even in the Akatsuki Organization at this point in time? Were there still members who hadn't been recruited yet? Should I go pick up some scraps?

Takuya supported his head with both hands, frowning and racking his brain to recall.

Itachi was originally supposed to defect from Konoha after last night's Night of the Massacre under Sarutobi Hiruzen's arrangement to act as an undercover spy in the Akatsuki Organization.

As for Kisame, he joined after Itachi, meaning Kisame should still be in Kirigakure at this moment.

Kisame had been hoodwinked by Uchiha Obito—who was disguised as Madara—via the Eye of the Moon Plan. He just didn't know if Obito had contacted Kisame yet.

Takuya fell into contemplation. If possible, he would very much like to lure this Tailed Beast without a tail to Konoha. Although he looked ferocious on the outside, he was actually a very good hitter.

Once he acknowledged someone, he would show great care and respect toward them, remaining extremely obedient. Even if he had complaints, he would still resolutely carry out orders.

He was like that toward Itachi.

Judging from how he went so far as to bite his tongue at the end in the anime just to protect the secret of Uchiha Madara, he was also a loyal person.

He just loved people like that. Perhaps he could send someone to the Water Country to see if they could trick Kisame back.

However...

Takuya seemed to think of something and abruptly slapped the table.

Uchiha Obito had been killed by him, so wasn't the Fourth Hokage Karatachi Yagura—who had been continuously controlled by Obito—already free from that control?

Well, if he was free, he was free. It was none of his business.

Kirigakure had been thrown into complete chaos by Obito, and all their funds had been sent off to the Akatsuki Organization. The current finances of Kirigakure were undoubtedly running a deficit. Even if Karatachi Yagura cast off Obito's control ahead of schedule because of him, he would be powerless in the face of such a ruined starting hand.

Karatachi Yagura would likely commit suicide out of guilt, just like in the original story, and cede the position of Mizukage to that pretty babe Mei Terumi.

Takuya shook his head. What a shame for my Kisame.

Since Karatachi Yagura had woken up, sending people to Kirigakure again was definitely not ideal.

Karatachi Yagura was, after all, the most perfect Jinchuriki. In the event they were discovered, the lives of the people sent to poach him would be forfeit.

Unless he made the trip himself.

But to make Takuya travel all that way just for Kisame, he shook his head. Sorry, Kisame, I'm not that interested in you yet. You aren't an absolute must.

Taking advantage of having just transmigrated two days ago and still remembering most things, Takuya quickly pulled a notebook from the drawer and began writing and sketching.

He wanted to use pinyin to record major events in Naruto—both advantageous and disadvantageous ones to him—and write them all down.

Later on, whenever he picked up this notebook, he would be able to recall them.

The reason he used pinyin instead of Chinese characters was precisely for security.

Chinese characters and Japanese still shared some recognizable characters since the ancestor of Japanese was Chinese, created by the Japanese using Chinese characters as a basis.

Using pinyin, however, was much safer. Even if someone accidentally saw it, they wouldn't be able to decode it.

Chinese characters were profound and vast, and Takuya had this confidence.

Once he bent over the desk to write, an entire afternoon slipped away.

When Takuya finally snapped back to his senses and saw that it was getting dark outside, he hastily stopped writing, picked up the notebook, and flipped through it. He had filled six or seven pages.

"Phew, I feel much more at peace now."

Takuya blissfully tucked the notebook into the storage scroll he carried with him.

Then he stowed the storage scroll safely against his body.