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Orochimaru, standing before them, was still wearing the green Jounin vest of Konoha, with long black hair, elongated golden pupils, and purple eyeliner extending to his nostrils. His pale skin was even more striking as he looked at the two Uchiha Clan members with a hint of interest, licking his lips and speaking in a raspy, magnetic voice: "I have received the Uchiha Clan's kindness. Someone will arrange your accommodations after you leave."
Uchiha Yoru looked at Orochimaru, whose indifference to others' opinions was well-known. If his human experimentation could be justified as a pursuit of power or a hobby, his ability to seamlessly shift his attention to a woman afterward truly showcased his broad-mindedness.
Uchiha Shisui, hearing this, immediately broke into a smile. It seemed that the Uchiha Clan's intentions had been perfectly conveyed, and his task was complete. He respectfully nodded and said, "Thank you, Lord Orochimaru."
As Shisui bowed and was about to leave, he noticed that Uchiha Yoru was still standing there. He was about to take Yoru with him, but Yoru gave him a look, and Shisui left with some suspicion.
Now alone in the tent with Uchiha Yoru, Orochimaru let out a raspy laugh, a sound that might have been caused by years of snakes slithering in and out of his throat.
"Hehe, is there anything else, Yoru?"
Orochimaru was extremely polite, and although Uchiha Yoru knew the course of history, he had lived in this world for many years and understood that his current strength, that of a Chunin, was not enough to change anything. For now, he could only focus on strengthening himself and, within his capabilities, try to bring the two traitors of the Uchiha Clan back to their senses.
"Lord, Uchiha Yoru is here on the orders of the elders."
This statement clearly defined his position. While Uchiha Shisui had represented the entire Uchiha Clan's goodwill, Yoru was now acting on the orders of the elders.
"The village has experienced the Nine-Tails Incident, and the Third Hokage has reassumed power to stabilize Konoha. Lord Orochimaru, you are the widely respected candidate for the Fifth Hokage."
As he spoke, Uchiha Yoru respectfully observed the early-stage boss before him. Orochimaru's charming and sinister smile was always so composed, exuding a unique charisma.
Orochimaru, in turn, looked at the Uchiha Clan Chunin with interest, eager to hear the elders' intentions. After all, this was quite intriguing.
"Lord Orochimaru is at the peak of your prime. Your ascension to the Fifth Hokage would thwart the ambitions of those in the shadows. The Sarutobi Clan does not wish for the Third Hokage to step down again, nor do the village's higher-ups."
After saying this, Uchiha Yoru respectfully admired the legendary ninja Orochimaru. Orochimaru, after a moment of surprise, broke into a smile, licking his lips and letting out a raspy laugh.
"Interesting, very interesting. I didn't expect Yoru to not only be a genius of the Uchiha Clan but also a confidant of the elders."
At fourteen, a Chunin with a recently awakened One-Tomoe Sharingan, Yoru was indeed a genius, but in Orochimaru's eyes, he was an average one. However, the fact that he had caught the elders' attention piqued Orochimaru's interest.
A fourteen-year-old Chunin was not bad, especially with a bloodline limit. Future potential was promising. Asuma Sarutobi became a Chunin at twelve, Kurenai Yuhi at thirteen, and Anko at twelve (as per records).
Seeing that one of the Sannin, Orochimaru, was not moved by the information but was instead interested in him, Uchiha Yoru felt a chill run down his spine. Damn, not that.
"Because of my face!"
Uchiha Yoru hurriedly explained, not wanting to cause any misunderstandings. If something went wrong, it would be too late.
Face? Orochimaru, though a genius, was momentarily puzzled by this. Uchiha Yoru, however, feigned a kind smile and nodded, "It's because of Lord Orochimaru's disciple, Anko. I was in the same class as her."
Orochimaru's face, which had shown interest, suddenly stiffened. It wasn't that he wasn't smart; he just hadn't connected the dots immediately. His interest waned, and he let out a bored, even disdainful laugh.
The methods of Konoha's noble families were well-known. They excelled in such manipulations. In the world of ninjas, deception was the norm, and a handsome face could be used to deceive people, especially female ninjas. Seduction was not unheard of, whether for completing missions, espionage, or political marriages. It was all for the sake of benefit.
Seeing Orochimaru's waning interest, Uchiha Yoru inwardly sighed in relief. As long as he lost interest in his body, it was fine. However, he couldn't afford to lose Orochimaru's interest altogether. Despite the contradiction, he needed to use some information to gain an advantage. He silently apologized to the elders.
"Lord Orochimaru!"
At this point, Uchiha Yoru's face turned serious, and his One-Tomoe Sharingan activated as he scanned the surroundings. Orochimaru, noticing this, was once again intrigued and licked his lips, his raspy voice saying, "Yoru, you are indeed a cautious person. Don't worry, there's no one here, not even my subordinates."
As a frontline commander, Orochimaru naturally had subordinates, especially those loyal to him from his days as a contender for the Fourth Hokage. Among them were sensory ninjas.
Uchiha Yoru, hearing Orochimaru's words, also felt a wave of relief. This time, he was about to drop a big bomb, with two objectives: first, to make Orochimaru aware that he was a confidant of the Uchiha Clan elders, and second, to showcase the Uchiha Clan's intelligence capabilities.
"Human experimentation!"
Uchiha Yoru uttered these four words and fell silent, the air becoming heavy and oppressive.
After a long moment, Orochimaru's raspy laugh echoed through the tent, a sound devoid of concern, as if he had never feared being discovered.
"Wood Release!"
As these two words left his lips, Orochimaru's pale golden eyes narrowed sharply, a sudden killing intent filling the air. Uchiha Yoru's back broke out in a cold sweat, his hair standing on end.
"Hehe, it seems the Uchiha Clan behind Yoru knows a lot."
At this moment, Orochimaru's eyes narrowed, and he began to analyze the situation. It was impossible. While human experimentation might be difficult to keep hidden, Wood Release was known only to Danzo and himself, and a few Root members. He had never considered Root, given Danzo's formidable methods.
Given Danzo's deep-seated animosity towards the Uchiha Clan, it was unlikely he would have revealed it. Therefore, there was only one possibility: the Uchiha Clan's intelligence capabilities far exceeded his imagination. Orochimaru's face broke into a smile, and he became even more intrigued.
Guess what kind of benefit could sway Orochimaru and catch his eye.
(End of Chapter)