Transformed into Uchiha, I am a bad woman

Behind Jiraiya, in the sunlight of Konoha pouring in through the window lattice, Sarutobi Hiruzen trembled as he took his last breath.

This old man, who has spent his entire life in battle and is good at scheming but has repeatedly misjudged the situation, is about to be tormented by the white death.

After receiving the order from the Hokage, Uchiha Itachi left the office and looked at several former members of the Root organization, who were currently members of the Anbu Root team directly under the Hokage, who were gathered outside the Hokage building.

Including the boy who goes by the alias Sai and Aburame Tori Root. Although he was also a member of the Anbu before, he had no contact with the members of Root. He spoke in a complex and godlike manner;

"Please introduce myself. My name is Uchiha Itachi."

Some who were not from the same clan also came forward.

"I have submitted a transfer application to the Hokage's office and hope to join your operation."

......

The sunlight shone through the white curtains of the hospital onto Kakashi Hatake's face wrapped in a black mask.

He was awake and aware of the condition of his body.

There were bursts of stinging pain in my left eye, but my vision was no different from before.

What's going on? I haven't already?

He stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, but he still didn't dare to reach his left eye.

Afraid that everything is just an illusion.

The last scene that I remember in my mind was the scarlet Sharingan behind the mask.

It was the mysterious man who dug out his own eyes.

With a swish, the curtain that served as a partition was pulled open, allowing Kakashi to see his fellow patient lying next to him.

That was Might Guy. He seemed to be more seriously injured than him. His whole body was wrapped in bandages and some parts were in plaster. He must have had fractures.

That was the green monster. Seeing this, scenes emerged in his mind and he covered his forehead in pain.

The nurse's pleasant voice reached his ears.

"Mr. Kakashi, is your left eye okay? We took it upon ourselves to replace it with the Uchiha rebel's Sharingan captured on the battlefield. Please do not use its power until you get used to it."

It turns out...it wasn't a dream.

Well... since I can't fulfill the promise with Obito, I'll just throw away the promised item as well.

After all, I really don't want your eyes to see this miserable world again.

......

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late!"

Just as Sasuke used the pencil in his hand as a kunai and drew the mark that he thought was Uchiha Itachi for the one thousand and ninety-ninth time, the door of the classroom was suddenly pushed open and a golden figure appeared in front of everyone.

The man scratched his head and explained in a slow and careless manner because he was confused about the disappearance.

The experience of being urgently taken out of the village by the Anbu seemed more like a dream to Naruto. He only remembered that he was drowsy on the back of the Anbu until he met a strange uncle with white hair.

The uncle looked at him, then discussed with the Anbu for a long time, and finally he returned to the Anbu's back and returned to the Konoha Ninja Village in a coma all the way.

Therefore, even though he had been walking for a long time, he was full of energy because he had been resting on the road, and he did not look like he had been rushing all the way at all.

Also because of the illusion, I didn't see the scene of Konoha being destroyed.

He scratched his head and looked at his classmates.

"Hey, that's weird, why is there no one sitting next to you, Sasuke?"

After saying that, he didn't care about his classmates' whispered reminders and sat down next to Sasuke. Now even Iruka on the podium didn't know what to say. He could only respond vaguely a few times, then turned back to write and draw on the blackboard and started teaching.

Naruto was naturally not a good student who was willing to concentrate on listening, even though he was taking his favorite class, Mr. Iruka's.

Even as slow as he was, he noticed the abnormality in the air in the classroom. He puffed up his cheeks, used his palms to muffle his voice, and whispered to Sasuke;

"Hey. What's going on? Why does everyone seem weird?" The muscles on Sasuke's cheeks twitched for a while. He ignored Naruto and continued to write and draw in his notebook.

Now Naruto became even more curious, so he simply stretched his neck like a giraffe and looked desperately in Sasuke's direction, wanting to see what he was writing in the notebook.

His action was so sudden that before Sasuke closed the notebook, he could already see Itachi's name written on it, and it had been crossed out countless times with a pencil.

"Hey, what's that?"

Naruto didn't care at all that it was a class and started shouting in the classroom, with his eyes turning into the shape of a emoticon ><.

"Uchiha Itachi, I heard them say that man isn't your elder brother? Why are you doing this..."

With a swish, Naruto felt a piece of chalk hit him directly on the head. He touched his head, turned around with an innocent look, and saw Teacher Iruka with an angry face.

Iruka was also in a state of confusion. He instinctively didn't want his students to have any bad memories because of this argument, but he also knew that was impossible, so he could only try his best to pretend that nothing had happened.

But Naruto, who couldn't read the air, came in and started shouting, as if he wanted everyone in the class to recall that terrible night again. You know, many members of their families lost their lives because of it.

Alas, Naruto covered his hit head and looked around the class again, and said strangely;

"By the way, where's that kid Akimichi Choji? Why didn't he come to class? Could he be even later than me?"

Now everyone in the class looked even darker. That person had lost his father in the coup and was still dealing with various matters in the family. How could he appear here?

At that moment, several classmates who were on good terms with Shikamaru were furious and planned to teach Naruto, who couldn't read the air, a lesson.

At this moment, the air in the classroom that was about to solidify was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door.

Iruka rushed over as if he had been pardoned, opened the door of the classroom, and saw the tall figure of Morino Ibiki, who said a few words to him.

Iruka turned his head again to look at Sasuke who was sitting by the window and said;

"Sasuke-kun, I need your help, please come out."

Then there was a sound of a chair sliding across the floor. Amidst the confused or malicious gazes of all his classmates, Sasuke packed up his books and walked to the classroom door without looking back.

The man with scars all over his face and a fierce look nodded at him and said;

"follow me."