Itachi finally woke up.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a certain someone's handsome, smiling face. Clever as he was, Itachi quickly pieced together what had happened and said with a wry smile, "Teacher, did you really have to use this method?"
"Don't you think it was both safe and creative?"
Shinichi blinked and chuckled. "You couldn't seriously expect me to kill Fugaku and Sasuke in front of you, could you?"
Faced with Shinichi's formidable logic, Itachi found himself unable to argue.
Whatever else might be said, he had successfully awakened his Mangekyō Sharingan without losing anyone or anything precious to him.
"Although you've awakened your Mangekyō, as your teacher, I have to give you a serious warning."
Shinichi's expression turned solemn. "The Mangekyō Sharingan puts an enormous strain on your body. Overdrawing your dōjutsu power can even cause blindness. Only once you truly possess the eternal Mangekyō Sharingan can you use it without restraint. Until then, you must never use those eyes lightly unless you have absolutely no other choice."
The main reason Itachi had died young in the original story, setting aside his willingness to sacrifice himself, was the immense burden imposed by the Mangekyō Sharingan. Even if he hadn't willingly died at Sasuke's hands, he wouldn't have had much time left.
That was why Shinichi had to strictly limit how often Itachi used his Mangekyō this time.
"Then... what about Sasuke's future?"
True to his obsessive devotion to his little brother, after hearing all the details about the Mangekyō Sharingan from Shinichi, Itachi's first thought wasn't of himself, but of Uchiha Sasuke.
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."
Shinichi sneered. "You're planning to use your Mangekyō Sharingan behind my back, then transplant those eyes into Sasuke once you're beyond saving, giving him the