Naruto: Naruto's Uchiha girlfriend is too arrogant

Chapter 82 Different Developments

The lights in the guardhouse were completely off, plunging the entire space into darkness. Far fewer people had been rescued than expected.

The corpses of Uchiha clansmen lay scattered on the ground, blood gushing from their wounds and spreading across the cold earth, forming dark red pools. A strong smell of rust filled the air, mingling with the distinctive odor of the damp wooden floorboards.

Menma sighed softly and walked towards the only two Uchiha clansmen who had been knocked unconscious in the corner. According to Shisui's judgment, these two were the only "doves" in the entire guard team; the rest were all staunch hawks.

This situation is not surprising. The nature of the guards' work means they frequently clash with the villagers of Konoha, and over time, the villagers' resentment and hostility naturally deepen. In this environment rife with conflict, the idea of ​​changing the status quo through a coup is almost inevitable.

Rather, it's rather surprising that there are two "doves" in such an environment.

Menma skillfully completed the final cleanup. He first created a realistic fake death for the two doves, and then carefully removed the Sharingan from all the hawks.

When the last pair of Sharingan eyes were placed into the nutrient solution tank, the first stage of tonight's mission was finally completed.

Menma stood in the blood-stained lobby of the security headquarters, gazing into the distance. In the pitch-black night, he wondered if his judgment had been wrong.

The situation differs fundamentally from the original story. In the original timeline, Fugaku Uchiha had completely lost control of the voices calling for a coup within the clan. Under the relentless pressure from the hawkish members, even though he, as the clan head, was extremely unwilling, the coup was already inevitable and had no choice but to proceed.

This time, however, the massacre of the clan was delayed by a full year compared to the original story. The tragedy, which should have occurred when Naruto was eight years old, only unfolded when he was nine. This time difference itself speaks volumes—Fugaku indeed successfully suppressed the hawkish voices.

The reason is simple: this time, the Uchiha clan saw hope. The Third Hokage personally approved Satsuki's contact with Naruto, which meant that as long as they patiently waited for Satsuki to grow up, a deep bond would surely be established between the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki and the Uchiha clan.

Fugaku could use this reason to buy himself a few more years. This is completely different from the situation in the original story where he was forced into a corner and had no way out. The Uchiha clan now still has the resources to wait and the possibility of peaceful evolution.

We must hurry. There are still two people who need to be saved—two people whose future relationship with us may be extraordinary.

Of course, if Menma's judgment is wrong, and Fugaku still chooses to comply without being forced into it, then Menma will have no choice but to set his sights on the forbidden technique invented by the Second Hokage.

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"clang--!"

The sparks from the clash of metal were particularly dazzling in the darkness. Fugaku's kunai drew a silver arc, and as Itachi leaned back to dodge, his left-hand short sword slashed upwards towards his father's throat.

Fugaku sidestepped the attack, then retaliated with an elbow strike aimed at his daughter's temple. Itachi suddenly ducked and spun, changing his short sword thrust into a sweeping motion.

"Clang!"

Fugaku's kunai precisely parried the sweeping attack, and in the instant the two were locked in a stalemate, Itachi's right leg lashed out at his father's knee. "Bang!" With a dull thud, Fugaku's body swayed slightly, but he used the momentum of the loss of balance to suddenly change his move, the kunai sliding down the short sword, aiming straight for Itachi's fingers.

"Sizzle—"

The blade grazed her glove, and Itachi released her weapon. Before the short sword even hit the ground, she kicked it towards Fugaku's body. In the instant the clan leader dodged, Itachi had already completed the hand seals—

"Fire Release: Phoenix Flower!"

Five fireballs blocked all escape routes, but Fugaku suddenly charged forward, his kunai slicing through the nearest fireball. In the scorching heat, his left hand suddenly emerged from the gap in the flames and precisely grabbed Itachi's wrist.

"It's over, Itachi."

Itachi felt a sharp pain in his wrist, but he spoke up at this critical moment.

"Indeed... it's time to end this."

Her knee slammed into her father's abdomen. In the instant Fugaku released his grip in pain, Itachi's short sword had already returned to his hand, transforming into a streak of silver light—

"Pfft!"

The blade was completely embedded in Fugaku's chest. Blood gushed out from the wound, splattering onto Itachi's pale face.

But the next second, Itachi's brows suddenly furrowed.

Too weak... This doesn't feel right. As the head of the Uchiha clan, my father shouldn't have been defeated so easily...

The next moment, Itachi's Mangekyou Sharingan began to spin, and the "father" before him began to crack like a shattered mirror. The entire space twisted and crumbled...

When the genjutsu was completely dispelled, Itachi found himself still standing in the same spot. Fugaku stood unharmed three steps away, his Mangekyou Sharingan slowly rotating, the crimson markings looking eerily beautiful in the moonlight.

"She actually saw through it? As expected of my daughter."

Itachi's fingertips felt slightly cold. The realistic hand-to-hand combat just now, the sparks from the clash of metal, even the sensation of a blade piercing his chest... it was all a fabricated illusion.

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Menma stood on the high place, watching the Uchiha father and daughter below.

The two stood motionless, only the Sharingan in their eyes slowly rotating in the darkness. They faced each other like this, as if time had stood still. Clearly, they were engaged in a fierce battle in the world of illusion.

Finally, Itachi seemed to break free from some kind of restraint, his body slightly retreating as he resumed his fighting stance. His breathing was slightly rapid, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, clearly indicating that he had expended considerable energy in the genjutsu duel.

But Menma didn't intend to let this drama of father and daughter killing each other continue.

"Uchiha Itachi, it's time for you to leave."

The sudden sound made both of them look up at the same time. The figure of Mianma slowly descended from above, his black robe swaying slightly in the night wind.

Itachi's voice was low and deep. "You're done?"

Menma nodded calmly. "Yes, I've fulfilled your requests. The Uchiha clan is no longer capable of launching a coup." Menma's gaze shifted to Fugaku. "Therefore, you no longer need to target the Uchiha clan head."

Upon hearing this, Fugaku's Mangekyou Sharingan spun rapidly. He stared intently at Menma's attire, recognizing the other person's identity—

"Wait! You are... the leader of the [Ember] organization?!"

"What do you mean by 'we can no longer stage a coup'?! What have you done to the Uchiha clan?!"