Naruto: This Uchiha is too innocent.

Leaf Village

The chill of winter has quietly faded away, and the footsteps of spring have arrived lightly.

"Hoo hoo~"

The girl, wearing a scarf, breathed softly to dispel the chill from her palms. The spring breeze caressed her face, making her cheeks flush red from the cold, which was quite beautiful. She sat by the lake, surrounded by fish swimming around her.

The grass grows tall and the orioles sing, the last snow clings to the branches, the sun hangs high and the wind caresses the face, and those ruby ​​eyes stare blankly at their own reflection in the lake.

The flowers hesitated, the willows sighed.

She blinked, her eyes revealing an unconcealable longing.

"Don't waste this season..."

"Hong, it's time to go home." A middle-aged man called out from afar.

Kurenai looked at her father, pursed her lips, and asked, "Dad, still no news?"

Seeing her daughter in this state, Hyuga Shinku felt a headache coming on. She thought to herself that when that kid came back, she would definitely give him a good talking-to.

"No, the Anbu can't contact Uchiha Sora either."

"Two months..." Kurenai Yuhi's eyes immediately reddened. It had been two months since Uchiha Sora left Konoha to carry out a mission, and there had been no contact during that time! All means of communication had failed to reach Uchiha Sora.

Seeing her daughter's pitiful state, Hyuga Shinku felt a pang of heartache and inwardly cursed Uchiha Sora for stealing her daughter's heart!

He never expected that fourteen-year-old Kurenai would develop genuine feelings for Uchiha Sora. Although people tend to mature early during times of war, it was absolutely impossible for him to accept Uchiha Sora.

"Hong, don't worry, that brat is tough. They say evil people live for a thousand years, right? That wicked Uchiha brat will definitely live to be over a hundred years old," he comforted her.

"Yes." Hyuga Kurenai suddenly looked up and gave a bright smile. "I believe he will be alright."

"Let's go, Dad, let's go home. I need to continue training." With that, she took the lead and ran towards home...

Shinku Hyuga looked at that retreating figure and gave a bitter smile. As someone who had been through it all, how could he not understand Shinku's bravado?

……

The once vibrant atmosphere of the Uchiha clan's territory has quietly dissipated, replaced by an indescribable sense of oppression, like dark clouds hanging over Momonosuke's family.

Normally lively and energetic, Zhi Shui was unusually silent, as still as a stone in a deep pool. He stood quietly in the courtyard, staring at the wooden stake in front of him. Then, he suddenly threw a punch, followed by another, the punches flying like the wind, the sound of billiard balls echoing incessantly, as if he wanted to release all the frustration and worries in his heart through these violent blows. He was growing very fast, already reaching 1.3 meters tall, which was considered tall for his age.

Lia sat quietly by the door, her head bowed, her needle and thread weaving through the fabric as she prepared summer shirts for the children. However, her mind wasn't entirely on the needlework; every now and then, she would look up, her eyes filled with anticipation, gazing at the tightly closed door…

This time, Momonosuke didn't sit leisurely at the tea table enjoying his tea. Instead, he waited alone in his study for news from someone.

Soon, a dark figure appeared silently in the study like a ghost. Momonosuke's eyes lit up instantly, and he leaned forward impatiently, asking eagerly, "How is it?"

The figure in black lowered his head slightly, his voice low and deep: "No trace of the young master has been found. Grass Village has been on high alert for the past month, and is wary of every outsider."

Momonosuke didn't get the answer he wanted, and his eyes dimmed slightly, but he didn't give up. Suppressing his disappointment, he continued to ask, "Why?"

"Hanzo is injured, and his injury is very serious, which is why Kusagakure is on such high alert."

As he spoke, he hesitated slightly, his voice tinged with uncertainty: "Master, my investigation has revealed that the time when the young master lost contact coincides exactly with the time when Hanzo was injured."

Momonosuke's eyes narrowed instantly: "You mean, Hanzo's injuries are related to Sora?"

"Very likely." The figure bowed slightly.

Momonosuke fell silent, his fingers unconsciously tapping rhythmically on the table. The "tap-tap-tap" sound echoed in the quiet study, an outward manifestation of his inner turmoil. His brow furrowed, he slowly said, "I don't believe that Sora's ability to severely injure Hanzo is more likely a coincidence."

"Yes," the shadowy figure replied respectfully, bowing slightly.

"Alright, you can go now." Momonosuke waved his hand, his voice tinged with weariness.

The shadowy figure vanished silently, like a falling black feather, and the study fell into dead silence once more.

Momonosuke sat alone in the chair, a bitter expression lingering on his face. He muttered to himself, "Sora, what on earth happened?"

A restless ripple spread through his mind. Ever since the Anbu sent word a month ago that Uchiha Sora had been out of contact for a month, this restlessness had been like an invisible venomous snake, tightly coiled around his heart, refusing to dissipate.

A month passed, then another month, a full two months, and there was still no news of Uchiha Sora.

The Dark Division has an ironclad standard: if a member is out of contact for a month, it is considered a death sentence.

What worried him even more was that he learned from the Hyuga clan that Hyuga Ame, who was Sora's companion, had also been out of contact for two months, which meant that the two of them had disappeared together.

It's rare for multiple members of the Dark Guard to lose contact simultaneously. In most cases, they encounter unforeseen circumstances and die together. After all, according to the Dark Guard's code of conduct, even if a teammate dies, they will fight desperately to bring back news, rather than disappearing without a trace like this.

Therefore, Momonosuke sent people to Kusagakure to investigate. And the results of the investigation are very likely related to Hanzo.

There are very few people who can kill two ANBU members with Jonin-level strength, and Hanzo happens to be one of those few.

Momonosuke's rejection of the shadow's conclusion was not because he truly believed that Uchiha Sora's disappearance was unrelated to Hanzo, but because he feared that such a connection might become a reality.

"Father, the clan chief is looking for you."

Outside the door, Shisui's deep voice could be heard.

Momonosuke remained silent. At this point in time, Fugaku's call to him was most likely about Uchiha Sora, most likely... to announce Uchiha Sora's death.

In times of war, being out of contact for two whole months means there's a 99% chance... that the person is dead.

Momonosuke sighed, looking several years older. "I'll be right there."

……

Kusagakure Village, office building

A scene of rage is unfolding right now.

"Bang--!"

A deafening roar, like a thunderclap, seemed to shake the entire building to the point of collapse.

"Useless! You're all useless! You can't even find a single person, what use are you bunch of useless trash to me!" Hanzo roared like a mad beast, full of exasperation, his eyes bloodshot as if they were about to spit fire.

He suddenly smashed the half-empty bottle of liquor in his hand against the head of one of his men, shattering the bottle instantly and sending shards of glass flying everywhere.

Blood mixed with alcohol slowly trickled down his subordinate's neck. The subordinate trembled, not daring to utter a sound. It wasn't that he didn't want to make a sound, but that he dared not. Hanzo was a powder keg at that moment; if he resisted or argued, he would die.

Since Hanzo was injured, he has become a tyrannical and cruel ruler. He spends his days immersed in the world of alcohol, but in his drunken stupor, he becomes even more irritable and easily angered. His mood is unpredictable, and he will kill without hesitation if he is slightly displeased. Under his rule, the atmosphere in Kusagakure has become even more gloomy.

This hero who brought peace to Kusagakure became a tyrant in the eyes of the people.

Not only that, he also issued a death order, forbidding anyone from entering or leaving Kusagakure, with the threat of death for violators!

This order was like a sharp sword hanging over the heads of every villager, keeping them living in fear.

"Get out! All of you, get out!" Hanzo roared, slamming the heavy table against the wall with a dull thud. Several of his men shrank back in fear and fled the room as if their lives depended on it.

In the room, only Hanzo remained, venting his rage wildly. Tables, chairs, murals—nothing escaped his wrath; he smashed them all to pieces, shards scattered everywhere.

After a long while, Hanzo's anger gradually subsided. His eyes were red, filled with resentment and unwillingness, and he muttered to himself, "Nagato, where have you gone! And that bastard..."

He was furious. Two months ago, that battle was right before his eyes. He was so close, just a tiny bit away, from getting those eyes!

However, at the crucial moment, countless explosive tags suddenly rained down from the sky, and Konan rescued Uchiha Sora from his grasp. At that moment, his heart was filled with unparalleled rage.

He, Hanzo, a man who once stood at the pinnacle of the ninja world, paid a heavy price with severe injuries, only to gain nothing in the end. This enormous disparity was unacceptable to him. Therefore, two weeks ago, after he had barely recovered from his injuries, he gathered all the forces of Kusagakure and stormed into the valley of Huangtupo, taking this opportunity to eliminate Nagato and the others forever, to vent his hatred.

But what awaited him was an empty valley. He searched the entire valley thoroughly but found no one.

The rain gradually intensified, becoming a light drizzle. The fine raindrops fell in a flurry, and soon, a hazy mist slowly enveloped the industrial city.

Hanzo stood by the window, his already gloomy face darkening even more with the sudden downpour. His eyelids twitched slightly uncontrollably; unease lingered in his heart.

Those four people were like the Sword of Damocles, hanging high above his head, slowly "slashing down".

"I am invincible," Hanzo suddenly muttered to himself, his voice low and hoarse. The next moment, his eyes turned ferocious and terrifying. "I am Hanzo! The pinnacle of the ninja world! No one can overthrow my rule!"

"Boom—!" Just then, a deafening explosion shattered the tranquility of the rainy night.

Hanzo's heart skipped a beat, as if struck by a heavy hammer. Then, he sensed the panic of the villagers emanating from the rain, their cries of alarm rising and falling in waves. They seemed to be shouting something, but amidst the cacophony of rain and explosions, Hanzo couldn't make out what they were saying.

He pushed open the window, and instantly, raindrops rushed into the room through the window, hitting his face hard and bringing a chilling sensation.

Hanzo squinted slightly, slowly wiping the rain from his face. He finally heard it clearly; the voice was filled with fear and despair:

"Fire! Fire!!!"

"Oh my god! What a huge fire! The granary is burning down!!!"

"Boom!!!" A dazzling bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

"God! God has come to punish us!"

"Run! Run away!!!"

At this moment, Hanzo had no more desire to listen. The words "the granary is on fire" pierced straight into his heart, instantly contorting his face into a hideous grimace. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his flesh, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.

Food, in any era, is fundamental to survival and of paramount importance. And the granary is undoubtedly the lifeblood of a village. Now that the granary is on fire, it means that someone wants to completely destroy this village.

"Damn it! Who! Who's looking for death?!" Hanzo's eyes widened in anger.

"Boom—!" The office building was blown open, and a figure darted out from inside, running towards the granary.

From afar, one could see the towering flames shimmering in the rain, the black smoke mingling with the rainwater, emitting a nauseating stench.

Hanzo immediately understood what had happened.

Oil, it's oil. Someone took advantage of the rain to burn down the granary with oil, which is why the flames could burn in the rain.

The water vapor made a hissing sound as it collided with the flames.

Amidst the blazing firelight, Hanzo spotted a figure—a young man in a black trench coat, just like the other young men here, exuding an imposing aura.

"Long time no see." The boy looked at Hanzo and greeted him with a smile, as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other in a long time.

Hanzo remained silent for a long time, then let out a chilling laugh, "Very well, very well..."

"You're just throwing your life away, which saves me a lot of trouble. You got away last time, but this time, I'll kill you."

Last time, he held back because of those eyes, but this time, he will kill Uchiha Sora by any means necessary, even if it means wearing a wig...

"Yeah, that really messed me up last time," Uchiha Sora said with a laugh. "That was the most embarrassing time I've ever been."

The tone was very relaxed, as if asking someone how they were doing over afternoon tea.

Of course, Hanzo had a bad time these past two months, and so did Uchiha Sora; hiding like a rat was really unbearable.

"Some people are the best in the world at seventeen. I am not talented enough to know if I am fortunate enough to reach that level. However, I can try to challenge the man who once stood at the top of the ninja world at the age of thirteen."

Uchiha Sora said leisurely, "Let me call you senior for now. Two months ago, I was poisoned and couldn't satisfy you. Now, I want to try again."

As he spoke, he tossed something to Hanzo, who caught it with a sullen face and discovered it was a glass of wine.

"I heard you were enjoying wine, so I went to great lengths to find this." Uchiha Sora took out another cup of wine, "For you... to offer at your grave."

After saying that, he drank it down in one gulp.

Hanzo, of course, would not drink the wine offered by the enemy. He crushed the wine glass in his hand, and a huge salamander lifted him up from beneath his feet.

"Please... depart, senior." At this moment, Uchiha Ku's killing intent was fully revealed!

Their eyes were dazzling!

"Crow Tengu".