Naruto Immersive Replay, The Curse of the Sharingan

As the young clan leader, it was normal for Uchiha Madara to receive such treatment, while the others stood with Uchiha Yasudo.

Standing beside his father, Ban noticed another person lurking in the shadows in the corner of the council chamber.

It's you, the one Izuna bumped into just now.

You just stood there, watching coldly, as if observing a boring farce, or scrutinizing the struggles of a group of ants.

When a member of the tribe occasionally glances at the corner where you are and meets your cold eyes, they will involuntarily shiver and quickly look away.

Under the lights in the hall, your shadow was stretched long, and the shadow twisted on the ground.

It still maintains a solitary and aloof demeanor, as if silently telling of your alienation from the world.

"The purpose of today's clan meeting is to announce an important matter. I have decided to appoint Uchiha Nagi as an elder to participate in internal affairs." Uchiha Tajima observed the expressions of the clan members, especially those of the old guard.

The tribespeople were immediately agitated, whispering among themselves in shock and disbelief.

The position of elder is highly respected in the Uchiha clan and has always been held by people of high moral character, strong strength and rich experience.

You ignored the reactions of the crowd, merely raising your head slightly and sweeping your gaze across the room with disdain.

One of the elders from the old ranks stepped forward. "Uchiha Tajima, don't spout nonsense here! Although she has some strength, she is still inexperienced and so arrogant. How can she be qualified to be an elder and lead the Uchiha clan?"

Before Uchiha Tajima could speak, you began to act. With a flash, the elder felt a chill on his neck.

"So-called seniority is utterly insignificant in the face of absolute power."

The elder's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat.

The elder could clearly feel the aura of death emanating from your fingertips, like a cold snake slowly crawling down your spine.

The council chamber fell into a deathly silence. Madara silently watched everything, and he felt a sense of kinship with you for your absolute control over power and your undisguised ambition.

"Lord Nagi, let him go. I'm sure no one objects to your position as elder now," Uchiha Tajima stepped in to smooth things over.

Since the clan leader has spoken, you have no choice but to release the elder and return to the corner you were in.

"Then, there are no objections to Uchiha Nagi becoming an elder." Uchiha Tajima hadn't expected the clan meeting to end so quickly; it seemed he truly lived up to his reputation as someone who could once intimidate his former subordinates.

The clansmen left intermittently, and just as you stepped out of the council hall, you heard calls from behind.

“Elder Nagi.” Madara stood not far from you, his gaze fixed on you with a hint of inquiry.

You paused slightly, a barely perceptible glint flashing in your eyes—an instinctive wariness of the strong.

Turning around, I saw it was Uchiha Tajima's eldest son. I was a little confused about Madara's intention in calling me back, but you still had that indifferent expression on your face.

"Although I don't know your past, I still welcome you back to the clan's territory." There was a hint of emotion in Madara's eyes that you couldn't quite discern.

You look directly into Ban's eyes, your lips curving into a disdainful smile. "You brat from the clan chief's family, you didn't call me over just to say something trivial, did you?"

"...The brat from the clan chief's family?" Although Ban was somewhat surprised by your address to him, he quickly composed himself.

"Of course not." Saying this, Madara Uchiha took a few steps forward and stopped half a meter away from you.

A faint, bitter medicinal scent filled the air, which Ban found strangely pleasant and calming.

Ban's actions were clearly unexpected, but you shouldn't be afraid of a mere child.

When you hear Madara Uchiha utter those four words, your first reaction is that it's utterly ridiculous.

Seeing the female ninja in front of him covering half her face, standing there trembling with her body bent over, Madara realized that you were mocking him.

"How amusing! Kid, you challenge me to a duel? You're truly the first person to dare make such a request of me!" After you finished laughing, your expression turned noticeably gloomy as you looked at Madara.

"Is this something to be laughed at?" Ban doesn't understand why you're behaving this way.

"Of course." You shrugged helplessly. "It's normal for kids to have a bit of a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome). I'll just let it go."

After saying that, you took advantage of your height and ruffled Madara Uchiha's hair.

Although it looks explosive, it actually feels great to the touch, silky smooth and soft.

Madara Uchiha clenched his fists, veins throbbing on his forehead. He glared fiercely at the person taller than him, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger.

"Don't touch me!" Ban practically spat out those words through clenched teeth, his voice trembling with a hint of anger.

"I just ruffled your hair, why are you so angry?" Your teasing only made Ban angrier.

Ban abruptly turned his head away, not wanting you to see the undisguised embarrassment on his face.

The feeling of being treated like a child by you is a huge blow to Ban's self-esteem.

You abandoned your intention to tease him, realizing you'd wasted too much time. Without even saying goodbye to Ban, you quickly left.

Madara had never seen such a wicked person. In the Uchiha clan, who else would have such audacity?

Chapter 3 - Hashirama

A few days later, on a tributary of the Naka River, Madara was skipping stones by himself. The small stone skipped four times on the surface of the water before sinking.

He was a little frustrated, and picked up another small pebble. How could he throw it to the other side?

While I was thinking, a pebble suddenly flew out from behind me and landed on the opposite bank.

Madara realized what was happening and quickly turned around, only to see a boy with a watermelon-shaped haircut wearing a green kimono reaching out to him.

"My name is Hashirama, but I cannot reveal my surname for certain reasons."

Hashirama grinned sheepishly, like the silly son of some landlord.

"Hashirama?" Madara looked towards the opposite bank, changing his posture. "Watch closely, this time we'll definitely succeed!"

Seeing Madara throw the stone, Hashirama's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself, "This gesture, just as I expected, is shurikenjutsu."

It seems he, like himself, is a ninja from some clan.

The pebble splashed a few times on the water's surface, but ultimately did not land on the opposite bank.

Ban was a little embarrassed, then suddenly remembered something and shouted at the boy behind him, "You bastard! You're deliberately standing behind me to distract me, aren't you?"

"I'm a very sensitive person! I can't pee if someone stands behind me!"

Hashirama was startled, then squatted down dejectedly, saying, "I'm sorry!"

Ban, who was initially angry, suddenly froze, blinked, and wondered if he had been too fierce.

"I say, you don't need to be this disappointed, do you?" Madara Uchiha sighed, rubbing his forehead in exasperation. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have argued like that!"

Hearing Madara apologize to him, Hashirama lowered his head even further. "I really didn't know you had such an annoying self-consciousness symptom."

"I really don't understand if you're a good person or just have a sharp tongue!" Madara Uchiha was furious again.

Upon hearing this, Hashirama stood up and laughed heartily, "Anyway, it's clear that I'm better at skipping stones than you!"

Already having lost face in front of outsiders, Madara couldn't take it anymore and pointed at Hashirama, threatening, "Believe it or not, I'll throw you down the drain!"

Hashirama squatted down again, looking sad. "I didn't mean to make you angry. As an apology, I'll be prepared to be thrown into the river. Go ahead and throw me!"

Madara Uchiha wondered if he was having a run of bad luck lately. "You, do you even know how annoying your own faults are!"

"However, I hope you can throw it to the other side." Hashirama looked up with sincerity.

His wish was truly grating. Madara Uchiha clenched his fists. "You're an eyesore! Get out of here!"

After a pleasant time skipping stones, Ban walked along the road in the Hui ethnic area, pondering what true dreams really are.

Not far away, they encountered two unexpected people.

You look at Liangying with gentle eyes, and just as you are about to touch Liangying's eyes, you are interrupted.

"What are you doing!" Uchiha Madara, for some reason, was filled with anger and bitterness, and walked towards them with a dark face.

You withdrew your hand, slightly annoyed that things had been interrupted, and your eyes returned to their cold expression.

Uchiha Yoshihide, unaware of the situation, quickly greeted his older brother, Madara, though he didn't understand why Madara seemed so unhappy. "Brother! Elder Nagi is checking my eyes to see if they're healthy!"

Hearing his second brother's explanation, Ban breathed a sigh of relief, but he still felt a little uncomfortable. You don't usually give other people that kind of look.

It's infuriatingly jealous, but you... don't seem to care about him at all. Once this thought takes hold, it grows wildly like weeds, impossible to stop.

"Nissan, your eyes!" Liangying exclaimed in surprise.

You were slightly surprised to see the single tomoe in Madara's eyes, but quickly calmed down.

Ban can see the emotions on your face clearly, and his desire to get closer to you grows stronger.

Although I don't know how Madara managed to awaken the Sharingan without experiencing loss, I'm still genuinely happy for him, after all, he is the future head of the Uchiha clan.

"So you opened your eyes so easily, it's truly enviable." You said you were envious, but there was no emotion in your eyes.

"Elder Nagi, my eyes seem a little uncomfortable." Madara Uchiha's tone was authoritative, his eyes fixed on you.

After thinking for a few seconds, you decided to take a look at Ban.

Cool fingertips brushed across his cheek, the spot burning as if on fire. Ban knew clearly that his feelings for you were no longer just ordinary admiration and curiosity.

Madara has a pair of very sharp eyes, which become exceptionally deep and unfathomable after he awakens his Sharingan.

Your chakra was transferred from your fingertips to Madara Uchiha's eyes, and everything reacted normally.

"You've just opened your eyes, you're just not used to it yet, there's nothing wrong with your eyes." You remove your hand from Ban's eyes.

After a long silence, you suddenly spoke, "So..." "You thought I would hurt him?"

Ban paused for a moment, as he found it difficult to explain why he had opened his eyes, but upon hearing your guess, he kindly replied, "No."

You don't know why the little devil in the clan chief's family is so stubborn. He's clearly worried about Liangying, but he's still stubbornly arrogant. He's really not a cute guy.

"Even if the moon falls from the sky, I will not hurt it," you promised in front of the two of them, whether they believed you or not was not your concern.

Ban and Liangying are not fools. They can attack them whenever they want. They are also very troubled by your misunderstanding.

"I believe you won't hurt Liangying, but your analogy is a bit too exaggerated, like the moon falling from the sky..." Ban thinks you're really strange, your words are completely nonsensical.

Glancing at the sky, you suddenly remembered that you still had to explore the Nanga Forest. You gave Liang Ying a deep look before replying to Uchiha Madara, "Exaggeration? If you say so, then so be it!"

You turned around and waved to them.

"Nii-san, you..." Uchiha Yoshihide was about to say something when he noticed that Madara's eyes were still fixed on Uchiha Nagi's back.

As your figure receded into the distance, Madara withdrew his gaze. "What's wrong?"

Seeing his elder brother's expression, Liangying vaguely guessed what was going on. "What does Nisan think of Elder Nagi?"

Upon hearing his question, Ban's heart tightened; his own thoughts were so obvious.

Madara Uchiha lowered his eyes. "I can't quite describe the feeling."

With the help of the Kurosawa clan, the battle was quickly brought under control.

"Just as Lady Nagi said, the Senju have suffered a crushing defeat this time!" One of the surviving Uchiha clan members put down his weapon and shouted from the spot.

At least for the next few months, the Senju will not be at war with them, and the brief peace has made things much easier for them.

On the other side, the Senju clan of the Forest were in a very serious atmosphere.

Seeing his son Watama's body, Senju Butsuma was overcome with grief.

The boy with the watermelon-shaped haircut and wearing a green kimono hugged his five-year-old brother and cried loudly.

The only one who remained emotionally stable, the white-haired, red-eyed boy, stared blankly at the corpse in the coffin.

"Father, is this the meaning of war?" the watermelon-headed boy questioned loudly. He was Hashirama Senju, the young patriarch of the Senju clan.

Seeing that Thousand-Armed Butsuma was about to lose his temper, the white-haired youth immediately stopped him, "Brother! Now is not the time to talk about these things."

Senju Butsuma immediately snapped out of his rage and looked at his second son, Tobirama, with a complicated expression.

"Tobirama was besieged by Kurosawa and the Uchiha on the battlefield. The Senju will never forget their hatred!" Tobirama Senju said through gritted teeth.

"As a father, I am equally pained by Watama's sacrifice, but the price of war is nothing more than death and loss. The Senju and Uchiha will have a battle sooner or later. All you should do now is grow up."

After finishing his words, Thousand-Handed Buddha left on his own, wanting to sit in front of his deceased wife's grave and reflect on whether all the mistakes were his own fault.

Hashirama Senju could not accept Tobirama's death and placed all his hopes on Tobirama, asking, "Don't you think there's a way to bring someone back to life?"

"Resurrection?" Upon hearing his elder brother's question, Tobirama Senju did not find it laughable, but rather suddenly thought of something.

"We must accept the fact that our loved ones have passed away." Tobirama Senju was silent for a moment before saying only this one sentence.

Hashirama shook off his earlier dejection, "I must become stronger to achieve true peace and prevent all children from dying in war."

Tobirama Senju did not respond, but his gentle gaze conveyed his approval of Hashirama.

The Nanga Forest was shrouded in darkness. Inside the council hall, the atmosphere, which had been somewhat noisy and restless due to the victory, was now filled with tension.