Naruto: Naruto's Uchiha girlfriend is too tsundere

“Now that I remember… You know, this guy actually plotted to assassinate you, even with real weapons, for the position of Hokage.”

"In that situation, you actually chose to 'forgive' him... Now it seems strange to expect you to thoroughly investigate and hold him accountable for his crimes, doesn't it?"

Menma's sarcasm left the Third Generation without even the strength to refute.

"...I have a few more conditions. Of course, these should be perfectly reasonable for both of us. However, given your usual style, I'm really not sure if you'll actually do them."

The third generation struggled to lift his head. He didn't understand what other "reasonable" conditions needed to be imposed on him.

"Konoha has a tradition... all the ninjas who died in missions or wars have their names solemnly engraved on that memorial stone so that future generations can pay their respects and remember them, right?"

The third generation remained silent and nodded.

Menma's voice suddenly became even colder, "So—Shimura Danzo's name...you don't intend to have that name engraved on it too, do you?"

The Third Hokage's body trembled uncontrollably. To place Danzo's name alongside those heroes who shed their last drop of blood for Konoha? This was the greatest desecration of the dead! A complete betrayal of the Will of Fire!

However... to deny everything about Danzo and completely erase him from the history of Konoha is also an incredibly heavy and painful decision.

After a suffocating silence, the third generation nodded very slowly and heavily.

He agreed to Mianma's conditions.

“Very good.” Menma seemed unsurprised by the Third Hokage’s submission. “Then, the second condition. I need you, with the authority of the Hokage, to actively spread the ‘truth’.”

"The truth?" The Third Generation looked up.

“That’s right. I’m looking forward to the day when the people of the village find out that the Konoha leadership they trust—your close friend Danzo Shimura—is trying to control the First Hokage’s ‘God of Shinobi’ Wood Release.”

"They didn't hesitate to kidnap their fellow villagers for inhumane human experiments, secretly colluding with the infamous S-rank rogue ninja Orochimaru to continue their forbidden research. They even repeatedly targeted fellow Konoha ninjas, as well as other Sharingan users, in order to seize the power of the Sharingan..."

"I remember that guy even had his eye on Kakashi Hatake's Sharingan, right?"

With each crime Menma uttered, the Third Generation's face grew paler, and his knuckles turned white from gripping the armrest so tightly.

"Aside from the fact that the full truth about the Uchiha clan massacre needs to be suppressed for now and revealed a few years later,"

Menma concluded, “Spread these ‘truths’ clearly and completely. Let everyone see just how much evil this so-called ‘root’ has been nurturing in the darkness. Do you understand?”

"........."

The Third Hokage fell into a long silence, which was tantamount to asking him to personally uncover Konoha's ugliest scar and expose its internal rot to the sunlight.

But he knew all too well that what the other party was giving him was not a choice, but an order. He gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, but in the end, he slowly and helplessly let go.

“…I understand.” His voice was hoarse, and he almost squeezed out the words through clenched teeth, once again agreeing to the other party’s request with humiliation and difficulty.

“…Alright, I’m glad we finally reached an agreement.” Menma nodded, seemingly satisfied.

Then, his tone suddenly became somewhat meaningful, no longer sounding like he was making demands, but more like he was casually offering advice, "Also... old man, you've been in this position for far too long. It's time to consider retirement."

He said something that was a bit puzzling: "If you keep lingering... you might attract an even more 'creepy' guy."

After uttering this ambiguous warning, Menma didn't linger. He turned around and, with Shisui who remained silent, walked straight towards the Hokage's office door, their figures quickly disappearing into the shadows of the corridor.

Only Hiruzen Sarutobi remained in the office. He slowly and somewhat unsteadily stood up from his chair, feeling an unprecedented exhaustion wash over him.

He knew the other person might be right; he had indeed been in power for too long, long enough for too much darkness to fester right under his nose. But… his disciples… one by one…

Next time! If that bastard Jiraiya comes back to the village again... no matter what! Even if we have to force him, we have to keep him here!

He shook his head sharply, temporarily suppressing his chaotic thoughts. The Third Generation knew very well that now was not the time to wallow in grief and self-blame; a mountain of messes awaited him.

He forced himself to stay alert and immediately strode out of the office.

Menma and Shisui were nowhere to be seen outside the door. His most urgent task was to immediately gather all available Anbu and rush to the Uchiha clan's territory—no matter how slim the hope, he had to go and confirm in person whether there were any survivors!

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(One more chapter to come, will be posted in an hour. The Night of the Extermination will finally be finished in the next chapter.)

Chapter 103 Atonement

"We've arrived. I've kept my promise. Now, you can do whatever you want with this guy."

On the outskirts of Konoha Village, in the center of a forest that had just been ravaged by a fierce battle and completely leveled, Menma and Shisui found the black-haired girl, Uchiha Itachi, still unconscious, lying on the shattered ground.

The surrounding scene was horrifying. Huge claw-printed craters, evaporated land, charred wood and molten rocks scattered everywhere... The air was still filled with the pungent smell of burning and the lingering aura of violent chakra.

Was it done by the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki...? How could it destroy the battlefield to this extent...? And, in that berserk state, it even deliberately spared Itachi's life?

But this thought only flashed through Shisui's mind. At this moment, Shisui no longer had the energy to delve into the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki's abnormal behavior.

His entire attention was drawn to the unconscious girl on the ground. He slowly walked forward, squatted down, and gazed at Uchiha Itachi's pale and haggard face with a complicated expression.

It can be said that in the entirety of Shisui's life so far, his feelings have never been as complex and indescribable as they are at this moment.

Not long ago, at the moment he decided to jump into the Naka River to his death, he entrusted all his hopes, all his trust, and the future of Konoha and the Uchiha clan to the person in front of him without reservation.

He firmly believed that Itachi could understand his will and find the thorny path to the light in the darkness.

However... what were his feelings when he heard Itachi's cold and bloody "extermination" plan?

Is it the sting of betrayal? The deep disappointment of dashed expectations? Or the anger at the extremely cruel methods used?

Perhaps... there was also a hint of disappointment, a feeling he himself was unwilling to admit. He resented her for so easily choosing the most extreme and thorough method, thus betraying his expectations.

But now, looking at the battered and unconscious girl before him, those intense emotions gradually subsided. In their place came a deeper, more bitter reflection.

At this moment, Menma shifted his gaze from the unconscious Itachi to the silent Shisui beside him. "I remember... your other eye should still be in her body, right? I need to retrieve it now... This process may be accompanied by some unpredictable reactions, I hope you can understand."

Actually, Menma was also a little unsure. The principle behind the ability of [Crazy Diamond] is "restoration," which restores objects or bodies to their proper state or the "original state" as perceived by the user.

But in the current situation... Shisui now has a three-tomoe Sharingan in his right eye socket. Should this be considered a "missing part" or a "transplanted foreign object"?

Like a person who has lost a leg and is fitted with a prosthesis, when the power of [Crazy Diamond] is applied, will it restore his original flesh and blood leg, or will it "restore" the prosthesis to be even stronger? This is the first time he has tried something involving the ownership and transplantation of body parts.

But regardless of the outcome or the extent of the uncertainty, the Mangekyou Sharingan containing the power of Kotoamatsukami must not remain on Itachi Uchiha. Menma has to give it a try.

Shisui immediately understood Menma's intention. Although the bizarre scene of Danzo's eyeball flying out on its own still sent chills down his spine, he knew that he must never let Itachi possess that eye that could silently change the will of others again.

That power was too dangerous, both for Itachi himself and for the overall situation.

Without any hesitation, he nodded solemnly, indicating that he fully understood and accepted any consequences. Then, he raised his hand and slowly removed the fox mask from his face, revealing a handsome but heavily weary face beneath.

Immediately afterward, under Menma's slightly astonished gaze, Shisui's movements were astonishingly fast—he extended his finger and precisely and swiftly probed into his right eye.

You can even hear an extremely faint, tooth-grinding, sticky sound.

The next moment, Shisui, without changing his expression, forcefully plucked his newly installed, still-functioning three-tomoe Sharingan directly from its eye socket! Bright red blood instantly seeped slowly from the empty eye socket.

There was no hesitation or trembling throughout the entire process.

Menma started internally ranting and raving.

No... While I did previously complain that your Uchiha clan's Sharingan is like a plug-and-play USB drive... isn't it a bit too practiced for you to just casually pluck out an eyeball with your bare hands without batting an eye?!

Does this area really lack pain receptors?!

Despite feeling extremely speechless and even a little creeped out by the Uchiha clan's "traditional skill" of removing eyeballs with bare hands, Menma knew that he must not show any abnormal emotions at this moment.

He could only maintain a facade of silence and composure, focusing his attention on the substitute.

With a thought, his azure-blue Stand, which only he could see—[Crazy Diamond]—slowly placed its hand, imbued with the power of "restoration," gently on Shisui's shoulder.

An invisible wave of spiritual energy emanated from the substitute's palm and quietly spread outwards.

Immediately, unnatural, forced cawing of crows came from the distant horizon, growing clearer as they approached.

Menma glanced at the three-tomoe Sharingan that Shisui held in his hand, which had not changed at all, and felt a little relieved.

It seems that the priority of the "restoration" of the Crazy Diamond is to consider it as a "foreign object that does not belong to Shisui's body," so its power is directly applied to finding and recalling the "original," "lost" Mangekyou Sharingan. Very good, that makes things simple.

When the crow, which appeared somewhat panicked and had been forcibly dragged from a distant psychic node by an invisible force, flapped its wings and flew close, Menma timely stopped outputting his power.

He reached out and precisely grabbed the unusual crow by the neck, bringing it under control.

Shisui felt the strange pulling sensation on his body disappear. Silently, with the same practiced movements that made his face numb and his eyelids twitch, he put the still warm, blood-stained three-tomoe Sharingan back into his empty right eye socket, gently turning it a few times to adjust its position.

Face numb. "..."

I've given up on complaining and have chosen to accept it numbly.

Just as Menma was holding the struggling crow, pondering how to safely extract the Mangekyou Sharingan sealed within its body—

Shisui, who was standing to the side, acted again. In his right eye, which he had just reattached, the three tomoe slowly rotated, and a subtle fluctuation of pupil power instantly enveloped the crow.

The next moment, something strange happened. The crow's entire body began to twist and dissipate like smoke, eventually turning into countless scattered black feathers.

At the center of that dissipation, a Mangekyou Sharingan with eerie, scarlet patterns floated slowly in mid-air—the very eye that originally belonged to Shisui and contained the power of Kotoamatsukami.

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"To imprison her in a completely safe place? I understand."

Ultimately, this was the first and most prudent decision that Shisui could make after struggling and weighing the options internally.

He planned to first completely seal Itachi's chakra, stripping her of her dangerous source of power—the Mangekyou Sharingan—and then secretly imprison her in a safe place for a long period of confinement and reflection.

"Um……"

Shizuku's tone was incredibly heavy, filled with deep self-reproach, "I also bear an undeniable sin for all of this. I presumptuously imposed excessive expectations and potentially misguided guidance on her... Until this sin is completely atoned for, I will... atone with her..."

Mianma had no objection to this, only nodding slightly. This approach, imbued with repentance and redemption, was entirely within his expectations.

On the contrary, it would be surprising and strange for Shisui to directly demand the execution of Uchiha Itachi out of extreme disappointment and anger.

Then, Menma bent down and removed the Mangekyou Sharingan from Itachi's eye sockets—a pair of eyes that contained immense power but also brought endless pain. The eyeballs were covered in knotted blood vessels, clearly indicating that the continuous use of high-intensity eye techniques like Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi tonight had placed a tremendous burden and caused significant damage to these newly awakened eyes.

Just as Menma was about to summon Gold Experience to recreate a pair of normal eyes for Itachi's empty eye sockets, Shisui reached out and gently stopped him.

“Leader…” Shisui’s voice was a little hoarse, his gaze falling on Itachi’s lifeless and exceptionally fragile face with a complicated expression, “Are you planning to… use that life-giving ability to recreate a pair of eyes for her?”

Mianma nodded, confirming his guess.

“…No,” Shisui paused for a moment, then shook his head with difficulty, “Let’s leave it like this for now. Itachi…the mistakes she made need to be punished accordingly…perhaps…not being able to see them for the time being is a…necessary punishment for her and for everyone. Let’s leave it like this for now.”

Making this decision clearly caused Shisui great inner turmoil, but he ultimately upheld this painful "justice."

He hoped that through this method, Itachi would truly experience the feeling of losing her power and the heavy consequences of her actions.

Menma gave Shisui a deep look, understanding the complex emotions behind his decision. He didn't insist further, but simply nodded again and withdrew his hand from the position where he was about to activate his ability.

"Let's go."

Shisui bent down and carefully hoisted the unconscious black-haired girl onto his shoulder. Menma placed one hand on each of Shisui's and Itachi's shoulders.

The next moment, a faint blue light from the Flying Thunder God Technique flashed, completely enveloping the three figures. The light shone brightly for a moment and then went out, leaving only emptiness and silence in the place.

Chapter 104 Lost and Found

Consciousness, like someone sinking into the deep sea, slowly rises, gradually breaking free from the shackles of darkness. The black-haired girl lying on the hospital bed trembled slightly and opened her eyes with difficulty.

What came into view was an unfamiliar ceiling, and the air was filled with the distinctive smell of disinfectant.

This is...where?

Uchiha Satsuki slowly propped herself up, her mind still somewhat hazy and blank. She subconsciously raised her hand to touch her cheek, her fingertips brushing against two not-yet-dry, cold tear tracks—marks left by tears she had unconsciously shed.

Why... do I feel so sad?

A heavy, gloomy sorrow pressed down on her heart like a boulder, so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

at this time!

"Well!"

A sudden, intense, burning pain shot through the depths of my eyes!

Zuo Yue cried out in pain, suddenly covering her eyes tightly with her hands, her body curling up from the unexpected and intense pain.

She didn't notice that the moment the pain struck, her dark pupils suddenly changed—the deep black was instantly replaced by an ominous scarlet, and three black tomoe appeared out of thin air in the blood-red base, slowly rotating once!

At the same time, more tears welled up uncontrollably and slid down between his fingers.

And along with this intense physiological reaction, the veil that obscured the memory was forcibly torn apart by the pain!

The last, and most terrifying, vision before she lost consciousness rushed into her mind like a flood breaking through a dam—her parents lying on the ground in the moonlight… Itachi Uchiha's cold face… and… and…

Naruto!

He was pierced through the body by a short sword! It was her... It was Uchiha Itachi... who killed him!

An immense, overwhelming grief and despair, far exceeding her psychological limits, instantly engulfed Zuo Yue. Her heart ached so much she could hardly breathe. That unvented hatred, almost tearing her soul apart, burned wildly in her chest like poisonous flames.