For a split‑second Fugaku honestly wished he had misheard rather than that Uchiha Chizumi really harbored such a dangerous idea.
—He wanted to kill the Hokage but simply hadn't found a good opportunity yet!
Is that something one can proclaim openly in broad daylight?
Even someone as even‑tempered as Fugaku almost lost his composure.
At that moment numerous members of the Uchiha Police Force arrived one after another.
They blocked every intersection, leaving Uchiha Oniwa no chance of escape, and trained wary eyes on the pair ahead.
But when they noticed that Uchiha Chizumi was also present, they all paused in surprise.
"Uchiha Chizumi? Isn't he… related to Uchiha Oniwa? If I remember right, he's the nephew?" one officer muttered in disbelief.
Uchiha Oniwa was as stunned as Fugaku.
As Chizumi's blood relative, he'd thought he understood the boy's extreme nature inside out.
Only now did he realize his knowledge was far too shallow.
This kid's extremism knew no bounds!
He dared kill fellow Uchiha, dared kill his own kin—he even dared contemplate killing the Hokage!
In this vast shinobi world… who was there he wouldn't kill?
The searing pain of ten melted fingers left Oniwa's vision blurred; each step Chizumi took forward made him stumble one step back.
Oniwa suddenly bared his teeth in a sinister grin and snarled,
"…Chizumi, let's be honest—your so‑called Absolute Justice is just an excuse for murder, isn't it? Haven't you killed at least as many people in Konoha as I have? You and I—we're the same! We share the same blood! Both were born killers!"
"Chizumi! Sooner or later your mask will be torn away! You'll end up exactly like me—no, even more extreme! It's the fate our Uchiha blood has decreed!"
In a blink Oniwa's sight was swallowed entirely by a surge of molten lava.
With all ten fingers already liquefied, he had no strength left to resist;
at this distance he couldn't even dodge.
"Chizumi! I'll be waiting for you in the underworld!!!"
—BOOM!
A headless body, suddenly drained of life, toppled stiffly backward.
Uchiha Oniwa—
dead.
[Ding! You have slain a "Red Name" villain!
Your chakra has increased slightly! Congratulations—loot obtained: Uchiha Oniwa's Sharingan ocular power!]
Chizumi's lava‑formed arm returned to normal.
Eyes closed, he stood motionless.
He could clearly feel a rush of ocular power being absorbed, digested, and fused into his own Sharingan—a process that lasted barely two seconds.
To onlookers he seemed lost in death‑like silence after executing a relative who had sunk into evil.
"That guy…" An Uchiha ninja hesitated, wanting to check on him. "Did he really cut down his own relative for that so‑called Absolute Justice?"
A police officer murmured after a brief pause, "They say Oniwa was Chizumi's last living blood relative."
"No wonder they call him a once‑in‑decades Uchiha genius. With resolve like that he'll awaken the legendary Mangekyō one day."
"He's keeping his eyes shut… Hey, wasn't he a three‑tomoe user? Could he actually be awakening it?"
"No way…"
"Tch. So that Absolute Justice he's always preaching wasn't just hot air. Oniwa tried to shake his ninja way with his dying breath—too bad for him. Someone like Chizumi can't be swayed."
Amid the whispers, Izumi arrived late, panting with Jujiro on her shoulder.
Hands on her knees, face pale, she gasped for breath.
"Meow… Chizumi-sama really did enact 'righteous kin‑slaying'…"
Startled by Jujirō's tone, Izumi looked up to see her senior standing silently before a headless corpse, a trickle of lava still flowing across the ground.
She asked in shock, "That… that corpse, is it—?"
Jutsujirō replied, "Uchiha Oniwa. Head missing, neck carbonized—definitely Chizumi-sama's Lava Release, meow."
"Meow… that was his only living relative. Now Chizumi-sama is truly alone in this world."
Izumi bit her lip.
"Is Chizumi-senpai… in great pain right now?" she murmured.
She couldn't imagine how she would feel if she had to kill her own blood—sorrow, agony, regret, heartbreak?
"Ah—" She quickly wiped her moist eyes, only to meet Jujirō's scornful stare.
"Rookie, your empathy's too strong. Good thing Chizumi-sama isn't looking over—he'd dock your score, meow."
Izumi whispered, "Maybe only highly empathetic people can truly grasp how hard justice and fairness are to uphold."
Taking a deep breath, and seeing even Fugaku and the police hesitate to move, she walked toward Uchiha Chizumi.
"…Chizumi-senpai?" she called softly.
"Rookie—perfect timing."
His tone showed no sorrow, still calm—as though numb.
Chizumi asked, "Which lesson was this?"
Izumi straightened and answered, "Lesson Four! No matter how noble the excuse someone uses for evil, we must carry out Absolute Justice without wavering—even if—"
Her memory was excellent; one hearing was enough.
Her voice dipped, but recalling how few understood his justice, she suddenly raised it and shouted:
"—even if the blade of justice must turn on those we know best and hold dearest!"
"We must not hesitate! We must strike without leniency!"
"Justice must be enforced totally and absolutely!!!"
"To purge the shinobi world of evil!!!"
Chizumi glanced at Izumi, her cheeks flushed from shouting, then turned to Fugaku and said,
"The cleanup is yours."
Fugaku's ears still rang with the girl's resolute cry.
His gaze toward Chizumi and Izumi was complex.
Chizumi had passed his ninja way to the next generation.
But could the world's evil ever truly be wiped out?
—Chizumi, as long as people exist, evil will be reborn unendingly. You, above all, know that, don't you?
He did not voice the thought, yet he knew that after today many in the Uchiha clan would see Chizumi in a different light.
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