If the white python had still been conscious, it would definitely have had something to say: I **, I ******, you ****, you ***, you **!!!
Fighting back his disgust, Seiichi rinsed it three or four times with Water Release.
Only after confirming it was clean did he reach out to look through the storage scrolls.
The first three he opened were not the right ones. He finally found it in the fourth.
Seiichi could not be bothered to sort through the rest one by one, so he packed up every storage scroll on the floor and took them all.
Before leaving, he made one final circuit to see whether anything had been dropped.
Good. Everything had been cleaned up nicely.
He had no use for Orochimaru's research equipment, because his own equipment was even better.
As for everything else, he only left Orochimaru some food, such as milk and instant noodles.
Oh, right, and the wound medicine and nutrient solution produced by the Uchiha Clan.
Seiichi maintained that, since Orochimaru was a loyal customer of his products, he could hardly bring himself to really wreck the place.
Well, he would leave it at that.
After checking every room again and repeatedly confirming that he had left no clues behind, Seiichi thought it over and still felt it was not quite safe enough.
Forget it. Better to wrong someone else than himself.
So Seiichi placed plenty of Explosive Tags captured by the Uchiha Clan from other ninja villages on the battlefield in every corner of the laboratory.
Of course, he did not forget Konoha's own Explosive Tags either.
Fairness was what he was all about!
He looked around and confirmed that these Explosive Tags would be enough to wipe out every last trace he had left.
He nodded in satisfaction and set the delayed detonation.
Then he turned and strode out of Orochimaru's secluded laboratory in a corner of the village.
"With the deed done, I brush off my robes and leave, concealing my achievements and name." That described him perfectly, didn't it? Hehe.
The first thing Seiichi did when he got home was change out of those clothes and toss them into the courtyard to burn.
Just as he stamped down the freshly filled hole with his foot,
there came a thunderous boom, followed by a series of crackles and bangs.
Seiichi hurriedly jumped onto the roof, raised a hand to shade his eyes, and gazed at the flames soaring into the distant sky.
A tiny trace of shame could not help flashing through his mind.
Then he immediately pulled out a handful of sunflower seeds, sat down happily on the roof ridge, and started cracking them.
Neither Mikoto nor Itachi came out.
That was because, after returning home, he had placed a Soundproof Barrier around each of their bedrooms.
He had done it precisely to keep this from affecting their sleep quality.
As a woman, Mikoto would age faster if she did not sleep well.
As a child, Itachi might not grow tall if he did not sleep well.
Seiichi humbly maintained that he was simply that considerate as both a son and a big brother.
The other villagers of Konoha: "I ***!!!"
With a swish,
Shisui appeared in Seiichi's courtyard.
"Yo, Shisui. Good evening."
After entering the courtyard, Shisui did not even look up. He merely glanced around and was about to rush into the house.
Seiichi hurriedly called out to make Shisui look up.
Hearing the familiar voice, Shisui could not help looking up at Seiichi, who was sitting on the roof eating sunflower seeds.
With a couple of quick leaps, Shisui reached the roof too.
"Sit. Eat!"
Seiichi did not stand on ceremony with Shisui.
This was "Body Flicker Shisui" of the Uchiha Clan, whose fearsome reputation resounded throughout the myriad worlds!
Of course Seiichi would not pass up such a max-level workhorse.
Besides, little dango Shisui was not the sort who would never warm to you no matter how well you treated him, like Tuzige.
If you really became close to Shisui, he would take a missile for you!
"Big Brother Seiichi, you weren't asleep?"
Seiichi and Shisui were born in the same year, but Seiichi was a few months older.
On top of that, Shisui had never beaten Seiichi, so he had naturally become Seiichi's loyal little follower.
If his boss did not attend the Ninja Academy, neither would he.
Will of Fire, his ass. Even Danzo would shake his head at the sight!
Of course, Seiichi also treated Shisui with wholehearted sincerity and held nothing back in nurturing him, living up to Shisui calling him big brother.
"With all this noise, how could I sleep?"
Shisui's words made the corners of Seiichi's mouth twitch.
He wondered whether he had treated Shisui too well. Apart from awakening his Sharingan when his father died, Shisui had suffered no setbacks, leaving the boy's mind with little chance to mature.
People needed polishing to become something. If his good intentions ended up ruining a gifted kid like Shisui, that would be a sin.
At his words, Shisui scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Eat!"
The explosion had thrown the entire village into an uproar.
The Uchiha Clan had not yet relocated, so their compound in the center of the village had also been greatly affected.
Yet Seiichi, the instigator, sat leisurely at the highest point in the Uchiha compound with his little follower, eating sunflower seeds and watching the turmoil with a smile.
What a fucking enviable life.
Before anyone had even made sense of this mess,
news soon spread through the village that victory in the Third Shinobi World War was drawing near.
The good news improved the atmosphere in the village somewhat.
As for that explosion?
They could not find the culprit anyway, and now the great victory on the battlefield had pushed it out of the spotlight. With the buzz gone, who would put any real effort into investigating?
In any case, the Uchiha, who ran the Konoha Military Police Force, would not go to great lengths to work for the Hokage Faction.
The Uchiha: "You should thank your ancestors for their blessings if I don't make trouble and hold you back. You expect me to work for you too? How much erguotou did you drink yesterday? Has all the liquid in your veins been replaced with industrial alcohol?!"
And so, the late-night "fireworks show" that had shaken the entire village very naturally came to nothing.
Seiichi returned to his old routine of eating and sleeping in the laboratory.
Things were better now. He was not alone; at least Shisui was there with him.
Though Shisui was not much use and could only feed him nutrient solution and provide a little blood.
Still, at least there was someone to talk to. He could offer a little emotional support, if nothing else.
Of course, that feeling was merely Seiichi's illusion.
"Big Brother Seiichi, what's this?"
"(⊙o⊙) Wow! Big Brother Seiichi, you're amazing!"
"Big Brother Seiichi, can you eat this?"
"Big Brother Seiichi, my stomach hurts. Am I going to croak?"
"Big Brother Seiichi..."
Seiichi suddenly felt he would be better off without this human emotional-support dispenser!
"Shisui, try developing a Ninjutsu. Any type will do. Consider it a test from your big brother."
He could not bear to scold him. As for hitting him?
Seiichi: "I can't even bear to scold him, and you think I could bring myself to hit him?!"
With no other choice, he could only find him something to do.
Shisui had previously admired "Ordinary Villager," the special Genjutsu Seiichi had developed.
So now he would have him develop Ninjutsu too.
He did not ask for any results, only for a little peace and quiet.
After that, the laboratory regained its former tranquility.
The two of them each worked on their own tasks.
Shisui, a renowned genius in the clan, was currently nine years old and had successfully awakened his Three-Tomoe Sharingan not long ago.
Although that achievement fell a little short compared with Seiichi's,
looking back over the history of the Uchiha Clan, he could still be counted among its foremost geniuses.
As the saying went, you took on the color of the company you kept.
Spending every day with a guy like Seiichi, whatever might be said of Shisui's other aspects, his mental maturity was advancing by leaps and bounds.
"Big Brother Seiichi, I did it..."
Early one morning, Shisui excitedly pushed open the door to Seiichi's laboratory, only to see Seiichi staring intently at the lab bench.
He gradually lowered his voice and softened his footsteps.
He walked quietly over to Seiichi and watched something he did not understand happening on the lab bench: a culture dish containing an unknown liquid separated into layers, green on top and red below.
Suddenly, the boundary between the shallow layers of dark green and bright red liquid in the culture dish broke down. They began to mix and boil violently.
After some time, once the liquids inside had fully merged, they settled down.
Then the liquid began to change color.
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