System

The residence of Uchiha Fugaku.

"Koki!" Fugaku hurried home from outside the village, his steps anxious. His face showed some fatigue, but his tall, imposing figure still exuded an unassailable aura of authority.

His clothes, which should have been clean and tidy, were now covered in mud. His skin had become darker, and he looked thinner, all of which made his sharp and desolate aura even more intense.

Fugaku's eyes revealed deep weariness and worry; he had been traveling for a long time due to missions and hadn't been home for a long time.

During this period, he encountered countless difficulties and obstacles while carrying out his mission, but never before had he felt so helpless as he did now.

Although he had heard some news about Koki on his way back, Fugaku's heart still clenched when he saw Koki lying unconscious on the hospital bed.

His eyes instantly welled up with tears; his usually calm, composed, and dignified gaze was now filled with pain.

Ignoring everyone in the room, Fugaku walked unsteadily to the bedside. He slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and gently stroked Koki's cheek, feeling his warmth.

Koki lay quietly with her eyes closed, as if she were simply having a sweet dream in her sleep.

Fugaku gently placed his hand on Koki's forehead and felt a burning sensation, which made his heart clench and a deep sense of self-reproach welled up inside him.

He kept blaming himself in his heart, wondering why he hadn't taken better care of Koki.

Why wasn't he there for his son when he needed him most?

Why did you hurt Koki again?

"Koki..." Fugaku's voice trembled, filled with guilt.

Mikoto gently Earth Flow Fugaku's side, sensing his inner pain and self-blame. She gently patted Fugaku's shoulder and softly comforted him, "Don't worry too much. Lady Tsunade isn't in the village, but the other doctors have already examined him. Koki isn't seriously ill; we just need to wait for him to wake up. The way you look..."

Her words paused briefly at this point, and she did not continue.

Fugaku slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the air to land on his wife's face. His anxiety showed no sign of lessening, and he whispered in a slightly hoarse voice, "I know, I just can't bear to see him like this. He's been fine for the past three years, how could this happen again... Sigh!"

Upon hearing Fugaku's words, who in the room could feel good?

The mood of everyone was as heavy as a dark cloud looming over the city, and a thick gloom filled the room.

Kakashi's silver hair was slightly disheveled, and his eyes were fixed on Koki, while Obito's eyes were filled with regret, and his face still bore the marks of battle. Ignoring their own injuries, the two had been guarding this place ever since they returned last night.

Minato sat quietly on the bench, Shisui with a solemn expression, his hands crossed over his chest, leaning against the door, his head slightly lowered as he looked towards the hospital bed.

Itachi stayed by his brother's side, his brows slightly furrowed, lost in thought.

The ward was silent, everyone silently praying that Koki would wake up soon.

After a moment, Mikoto's gaze swept over everyone, and seeing their tired faces, she broke the silence.

"Kakashi, Obito, you two go to the hospital and get your injuries treated."

"Shisui, go and rest. Minato, you should go home and rest too. You both have missions to take care of. Fugaku and I will stay here."

"Of course, I'll contact you as soon Koki wakes up."

"Okay, whatever you say goes. I'll go rest now." Shisui was the first to respond. He turned and walked out of the room without hesitation, his movements swift and decisive.

Shisui is so clever and quick-witted; she knows that following the arrangement is the wisest choice at this time. After all, he lives at home, so close by, and she can control when he comes to visit again.

Moreover, since Mikoto herself said so, "following the rules" is the wise thing to do!

Kakashi and Obito also greeted Fugaku and Mikoto, and obediently went to the hospital.

They were all carrying injuries, especially Obito, who had been enduring the pain. He felt it was necessary to treat his wounds so he could better take care of Koki when he returned.

Minato didn't say anything, but simply nodded politely to the two of them before walking out of the room.

As Jonin, he still had many important matters to attend to and could not stay here for long.

As everyone left, the room became even quieter, leaving only the family of four. Mikoto gazed at her motionless youngest son and sighed deeply.

Koki felt as if she were lying on a familiar and soft bed, the warm touch flowing gently through her heart like a warm current.

Are you home yet?

His consciousness was still somewhat hazy, as if he were in a fog.

A faint floral fragrance wafted around him, its refreshing scent like a spring breeze, making him feel relaxed.

A hand was holding his intact left hand; that hand was warm and soft, giving him a sense of security.

It seemed as if someone was whispering in her ear, but Koki couldn't quite make out the exact words. The voice seemed to drift from the sky, ethereal and indistinct.

Just then, a long-lost system notification echoed in his mind: [Host, no need to worry, this is your body adapting to the newly granted power, temporarily isolating itself from external interference.]

Koki was slightly taken aback and asked in surprise, "System? How did you get here? What new power do you have?"

[this...]

The system's electronic voice carried a hint of embarrassment, which only fueled Koki's curiosity.

[The newly granted power is the Mangekyō Sharingan.]

"Mangekyō Sharingan? Did I complete the mission?" Koki was a little incredulous that the system would be so kind.

This system never appears normally, so why is it so easy to give him a pair of Mangekyō Sharingan now?

[Host... I need you to complete a task.]

A few minutes later.

Koki's consciousness cleared completely. He stared at the pulsating halo before him, his expression solemn. The halo emitted a deep, eerie glow, seemingly telling a story of an unknown destiny.

"So, I have to go back to the Warring States period to do a mission?!" Koki's tone was cold and hard, revealing obvious displeasure.

[!]

The system witnessed Koki's fury, a rare occurrence, and the aura involuntarily receded.