Nonsense Missions Shatter His Composure; A Cold Look at Itachi Seals a Crushing Resolve

Uchiha Clan Compound, Konoha.

Gorō Satoru brought up the system panel.

Host: Gorō Satoru.

World: Naruto.

The ceiling template for Jujutsu Kaisen has been activated: Satoru Gojo.

Unlock progress: 45%.

Current skills: Six Eyes (Complete Form), Azure (Incomplete), He (Incomplete), Hollow Technique "Zi" (Incomplete).

Role points: 2000.

Once the template was unlocked, he casually discovered a new skill— the Hollow Technique "Zi".

Although he was a half-crippled product, at this critical juncture, it was like a godsend. If he ran into Obito Uchiha again, he could go up and fight him head-on.

Gorō Satoru's lips curled up slightly, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

The time they were frantically grinding for points and constantly messing with those people in Konoha, that debt finally paid off.

"Ta-da..."

The knocking sound reached his ears, snapping him out of his reverie. He looked up and scanned the area with his Six Eyes.

The person standing outside is Sasuke.

Gorō Satoru walked over unhurriedly and opened the door.

"Hey, isn't this Sasuke? What do you want?" He had a lazy smile on his face.

"Your father wants you to go to his study," Sasuke said sullenly.

"Oh, I see." Gorō Satoru yawned, his voice lazy. "I understand."

He said that and then closed the door again, seemingly intending to continue his nap.

"Second brother, come out here!" Sasuke gritted his teeth and pounded on the door.

You found out?

"I bet you have absolutely no idea!"

"Why did you suddenly crawl back to lie there like a corpse?"

After dawdling for a while, Gorō Satoru finally sauntered into the study.

The moment I stepped inside, I sensed something was off about the air.

Not only Uchiha Fugaku standing there in the study, but Mikoto and Itachi were also there.

Fugaku's face was dark, his eyes fixed on Itachi across from him, his expression as stern as a sheet of iron.

"What? You forgot what day tomorrow is?"

"You still haven't figured out your own stance?"

"I have a mission tomorrow," Itachi replied calmly.

"What mission?" Fugaku pressed.

"It's confidential, I can't say."

"You're not getting any younger, Dad. Can't you tone down your curiosity?" Gorō Satoru leaned against the doorframe, his tone completely unrestrained.

He scratched his head, his face looking completely listless.

Seeing his pathetic state, Fugaku's anger flared up.

The two sons, one is drifting further and further away from the family, the other is a good-for-nothing and irresponsible person. What did he do to desecrate someone's ancestral grave in his past life?

His expression changed several times before he asked in a low voice, "What have you been busy with lately?"

Have you taken on any missions?

"A mission?" Gorō Satoru, pondering seriously. "Of course there is."

"For example, rebuilding those houses around Hokage Rock."

The "reconstruction" he was referring to was actually the wall plaster and the rotten flower beds that he had removed while washing away the Hokage Rock with his Water Release.

"For example, investigating the truth behind the disappearance of the Ninja Cat."

Another "task" was to help Ahua next door find her lost cat.

"Besides..."

"Enough! Isn't there anything serious to do?" Fugaku Tsuyoshi pressed his temples, his voice hoarse from the urge to rub them.

"Serious?" Gorō Satoru looked puzzled. "Isn't this all top-secret news?"

Fugaku burst out laughing in anger, and the Clan Head's airs he had maintained for so long completely crumbled in an instant.

What terrible thing did he do to deserve such a rebellious son?

A long time passed.

Fugaku finally managed to calm down the turmoil in his heart.

He pulled his gaze away from Gorō Satoru, determined not to waste any more words with him.

Turning his head, he looked at Itachi again and said:

"Itachi, you're the one who connects the clan and the village, do I need to say that again?"

"Hmm." Itachi lowered his eyelids.

You must attend tomorrow's gathering.

Gorō Satoru watched all this unfold with cold indifference.

This isn't the first time such a scene has occurred.

The tension between the Uchiha and the village was growing ever stronger, and the conflict could no longer be concealed.

It seems Itachi had no intention of giving up his plan.

My head is throbbing.

It's nothing serious.

With his current abilities and backup plans, victory is within his grasp.

When the time comes, I'll have to smash those dog heads flat one by one.