The Uchiha never listened to reason. That was common knowledge

Kazama Nara looked as miserable as if he had just swallowed something bitter.

His performance was so convincing that even Shikaku Nara found nothing wrong with it.

But Shikaku kept turning over the words Jin Uchiha had left him with.

That was right.

The Uchiha were a bunch who never listened to reason.

Even someone who was normally utterly useless within the clan would see his fighting power shoot through the roof the moment he awakened his Sharingan.

A weakling who could never beat anyone could suddenly take on three opponents once those eyes awakened.

Thinking about it that way, Shikaku really had to hand it to him.

Yan Uchiha had come up with one hell of an excuse.

After a brief silence, he finally relented.

"Just because of that? All right!"

Shikaku Nara sighed.

"The Uchiha's Sharingan really doesn't give a damn about reason."

"Let me think this through."

His head was pounding.

He knew perfectly well that the excuse was absurd, and his instincts told him something fishy was going on.

But when it came to spelling out exactly what was wrong, he found himself tongue-tied.

Kazama Nara said nothing.

He did not interrupt his uncle's thoughts, nor did he think the man could find any holes in the story.

The Uchiha's eyes really were that bizarre.

Obito, that traitor from the original story, was the perfect example.

He had been bottom of his class despite being in the elite Class A, and by graduation, he still could not properly spit out a Great Fireball Technique.

And afterward?

The instant he saw Rin Nohara die, his two-tomoe Sharingan jumped straight to the Mangekyo.

And the ability he awakened was Kamui, one of the most unbeatable space-time techniques.

Time crawled by.

It was nearly ten minutes before Shikaku Nara