Naruto hodgepodge

In the darkness, Itachi appeared silently in front of Danzo's secret room and knocked gently on the door.

Danzo's voice rang out in the dim room, with unquestionable authority: "Itachi, you have been officially appointed as the captain of the Anbu. Although you are not a direct member of the Root, your tasks will mainly be assigned by me directly, and you will no longer need to report to the Third Hokage or other senior officials."

Itachi didn't move, but only whispered in agreement, "Yes, Master Danzo."

Danzo continued to issue orders: "Now, there is an urgent mission that requires you to set off immediately. Remember, the focus of this mission is on hints and guidance, rather than direct armed conflict. Your two new subordinates are waiting here."

As Danzo finished speaking, two Root members emerged from the shadows like ghosts. They were wearing iconic black uniforms and had stern faces. One of them stepped forward and said firmly, "Master Uchiha Itachi, from today on we are your subordinates." The other followed closely behind, "Please give us your guidance."

Itachi nodded slightly when he heard this, opened his Sharingan and looked at the two of them, with a barely perceptible mark flashing in his eyes.

Several people set out. Although Itachi admired Danzo, Danzo's style of doing things was too cruel, and he needed to be cautious and prepare for a rainy day. So, when everyone was chasing the target and marching to a hidden supply point, Itachi suggested taking a break so that they could adjust their state and continue on.

Taking advantage of the supply gap, Itachi deliberately let his eyes inadvertently pass through his Mangekyō Sharingan. Although the two Root members recognized Itachi as their leader, since Lord Danzo was not at ease with Itachi, there might be a day when he would kill him in the future. Out of curiosity, they couldn't help but secretly observe Itachi's mysterious eyes, but they never expected that this was the perfect time for Itachi to set up the technique.

Itachi's mouth curled up into an imperceptible smile, his windmill eyes turned, and he used the power of the Mangekyō Sharingan to quietly plant a special spell in the subconscious of the two subordinates. After the first glance and the previous observation, the spell was officially planted. This spell was called "Eyes of Betrayal", which could lead the opponent to misjudge at a critical moment, thereby gaining a precious opportunity for escape or counterattack.

The whole process was silent, and Itachi's expression did not change at all, as if he was just having an ordinary conversation. However, for the two Root members, they did not notice anything unusual, but felt an inexplicable chill rising from the bottom of their hearts, as if they were enveloped by some unknown power.

"Are you ready?" Itachi's voice sounded at the right time, interrupting the delicate atmosphere. The two subordinates quickly gathered their minds and replied, "Yes, Lord Itachi, we are ready."

Itachi nodded slightly, and led them on the road to carry out the mission to assassinate the target again. The target had obviously sensed the danger and was trying his best to escape through the woods and alleys, but Itachi and his subordinates followed him like ghosts. In the end, the target fell into a desperate situation, and in a panic, Itachi used a kunai to end his life and fell to the ground.

Itachi stood there, looking at the gradually dying figure, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he took his subordinates back to report to Danzo.

While Itachi was on the mission, Uchiha Obito went to hide at the memorial stone after watching the grade competition of Naruto's class. On the way, he changed a flower and came to Rin's grave and saw the flower placed by Kakashi. The flower had been there for several days and Kakashi should have gone on a mission. Obito threw the flower away and squatted on his own tombstone in silence, staring at Rin's tombstone in a daze.

As the setting sun slowly sank into the horizon, the sky was stained with a faint violet color, and the Uchiha clan was gradually shrouded in a soft and deep twilight. Obito walked slowly through the quiet streets with slightly heavy steps, and every step seemed to carry the memories of the past. In the clan's territory, the ancient buildings looked even more vicissitudes under the dim light, and the air was filled with not only the light freshness unique to Konoha, but also a hint of subtle tension and uneasiness.

At the Uchiha clan meeting, discussions were endless, but most of them were filled with opposition and dissatisfaction. The new city area was like an expanding beast, devouring the original boundaries, and the authority of the police force was gradually weakened in the process. The once strict and fair law enforcement has now become a "hindrance" in the eyes of merchants. Their interests are limited by the close surveillance of ninjas, and they can only carry out limited management of vendors in marginal areas.

Obito strolled along the familiar yet strange streets, his eyes unconsciously fell on the place that used to be his home, which was now a completely different scene. Seven years ago, the Nine-Tails Rebellion he created swept across Konoha like a nightmare, and the homes of the Uchiha clan were also destroyed in that catastrophe, including his home. Now, new buildings have been erected on the ruins.

As the clan members gradually dispersed, the night was like an invisible net, quietly covering the Uchiha clan. Obito, wearing a carefully prepared dark robe and a specially made tiger skin mask with Madara's unique markings on his face, silently passed through the intricate corridors, each step appearing steady. Finally, he stood in front of the quaint door of the shrine, gently pushed it open, and stepped into this historic shrine.

In the hall, the candlelight flickered, illuminating the figures of several important Uchiha members. Uchiha Fugaku, Uchiha Tetsuka, Uchiha Inahime, and Uchiha Yashiro were obviously discussing something important, until Obito's appearance broke the solemnity.

"Who is it?" Uchiha Tetsuka was the first to react. His Sharingan opened instantly. Two blood-red magatama rotated in his eye sockets, sending out a strong warning signal.

Obito slowly walked into the center of the festival hall, his voice deep and powerful: "My name is Uchiha Madara, I have returned from the darkness."

Everyone was shocked when these words came out. Uchiha Fugaku frowned and said in a deep voice: "He has long disappeared in the years. Who are you?"

Obito smiled slightly, took out an ancestral Uchiha fan from his sleeve, and gently unfolded it. There were complex totems painted on it, emitting a faint breath. "The world only knows that I was defeated by Senju Hashirama, but they don't know that it was just a carefully planned illusion. I, Uchiha Madara, have never really left."

Uchiha Inahiro sneered and questioned, "If that's the case, why don't you show your true face? Are you hiding something?"

Obito was not in a hurry to explain, but his figure flashed, as if blending into the night. Facing the attacks launched by several people almost at the same time, he shuttled between them easily like a ghost, and each dodge was just right, and no attack could touch him. The light of the Sharingan flowed on Obito's body. Although it was not fully revealed, it was enough to shock everyone.

"I did lose some of my strength in the battle with Hashirama Senju, but even so, it is still beyond your reach." Obito's voice was filled with unquestionable confidence.

Uchiha Yashiro: "Since you are Uchiha Madara, why do you want to come back now that you have already left?"

Obito calmly walked forward a few steps to the stone tablet and said, "Perhaps you can understand a little bit of this stone tablet. It talks about the Uchiha clan's road to redemption. Now so many years have passed, and Konoha has never really trusted you. Only when you are truly in power can you completely eliminate prejudice. Aren't you planning a coup? Maybe you can help you."

Uchiha Fugaku said: "But if we fight with Konoha, we will suffer heavy losses. Other countries may also take the opportunity to attack, and in the end, both sides will suffer losses."

Obito took the opportunity to perform the Wood Release - Pole Insertion Technique. Although only a piece of wood appeared, this is a shrine after all. "You should reduce the scale of the battle to only attack the top leaders of Konoha, and inherit the power of Hokage after the victory, so that you can achieve a bloodless revolution. Although I did lose some of my power back then, I also gained the power of Hashirama. After all, this is a shrine, so I will not perform a large-scale technique. I can help you."

After the demonstration, the attitudes of Uchiha Fugaku and others began to change subtly. They looked at each other, and could see shock and awe in each other's eyes. Uchiha Fugaku pondered for a moment, and finally spoke: "If you are really Uchiha Madara, then your return may bring new hope to the Uchiha clan. But the coup is a serious matter, and we need to consider it carefully."

Obito nodded, "Of course." He knew that he had initially won the trust of these key figures. "Konoha Village was founded by our Uchiha clan and the Senju clan. Now that I have returned, it is time for us Uchiha to take back our power and let the world witness the power of the Uchiha once again."

In the following time, Obito had an in-depth conversation with Uchiha Fugaku and others, elaborating on his coup plan and vision for the future. The Yashiro in the dark had actually contacted him a few years ago when he infiltrated Konoha. The clan leader Fugaku said that he needed more time to consider, but like everyone else, he had begun to be attracted by the blueprint drawn by Obito, and his heart was filled with unprecedented excitement and expectations.

The sunlight shines through the quaint window of the Uchiha family, scattering on Sasuke's tender but determined face. He carefully pulls out a carefully folded grade report card from his schoolbag. The report card includes the scores of each part. Not everyone in the lower grade has a winner, and even if he is tied, he is still the first. Sasuke's eyes are shining with unconcealable expectations and pride. This report card is not only a testimony to his countless days and nights of hard work, but also an important proof of his desire to be recognized by his father.

Every stroke of Sasuke's pen seemed to carry his vision for the future. He longed to see the same light in his father Fugaku's eyes as in his own heart, a kind of recognition, just like his father had shown to his brother before. He imagined his father showing a gratified smile, and perhaps patting his shoulder gently and saying, "You are worthy of being my son, Sasuke."

However, when Fugaku took the report card and quickly scanned the high scores, a hint of imperceptible joy did appear on his face. This joy was like an undercurrent hidden deep in the sea, not ostentatious but real. But Fugaku's expression quickly returned to his usual seriousness and restraint, as if he was silently conveying higher expectations to Sasuke in this way.

"Ah, still not as good as Itachi, Itachi had already graduated at your age." Fugaku sighed softly, and this sentence was like an unexpected breeze, gently blowing away the bright sunshine in Sasuke's heart. He didn't expect that even with his hard work, in his father's heart, he still couldn't compare with his brother Itachi. Sasuke's eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment, remembering that his father was like this when he successfully performed the Great Fireball before. He turned around silently, with a trace of grievance, and slowly left the room.

Mikoto had been observing all this silently. She knew the complex emotions in Fugaku's heart. He was proud of Sasuke's progress, but he couldn't help comparing this achievement with the glory of his eldest son Itachi. Seeing Sasuke's lost back, Mikoto shook her head distressedly, and then walked softly to Fugaku's side.

"You, Sasuke is obviously very good, but you always compare him with Itachi." Mikoto's words carried a hint of blame, but more of it was understanding and comfort for her husband. "Every child has their own path to take. Sasuke is working hard in his own way. We should give him more encouragement and support."

Hearing this, the seriousness on Fugaku's face gradually softened. He lowered his head slightly, as if he was reflecting on his words and actions. After a moment, he sighed softly, with a barely perceptible apology and embarrassment in his eyes. "You're right, Mikoto. I really shouldn't always measure Sasuke by Itachi's standards. Next time Sasuke comes to me, I will definitely change my tone."

Uchiha Itachi has completed his mission and returned to Konoha to meet Danzo.

Danzo looked at the report coming back and said, "Thank you. By the way, during your absence, the Uchiha area monitors reported that the police force has been strengthened. What does this mean?"

Uchiha Itachi's voice was steady and calm. He said slowly, "The Uchiha's dissatisfaction with the village has intensified again."

Danzo sighed, "We can't maintain the status quo?"

Uchiha Itachi raised his eyes sharply and looked directly at Danzo: "Yes"

Danzo's eyes became deep, and he said to Itachi earnestly: "Then, this mission is once again entrusted to you, Itachi. Not only must you continue to monitor the movements of the Uchiha clan, but more importantly, I hope you can try to persuade your father. Before the Uchiha clan takes irreversible actions, let him give up any idea of ​​betraying Konoha, otherwise the entire Uchiha clan will only be destroyed."

Uchiha Itachi looked at Danzo and nodded firmly: "Yes, Lord Danzo. I will complete this mission."