For several days, Naruto didn't see Sasuke. He must have been admitted to the hospital, just like in the original story.
When Naruto left the Root base, the surviving Uchiha children who had awakened were left in shock. After learning the news of their clan's extermination, many of them awakened the Sharingan on the spot.
One tomoe, two tomoe—and even the younger ones who had already awakened their Sharingan instantly advanced to three tomoe. Among the dozen or so children, the oldest was only ten years old, yet already possessed a fully matured Sharingan. His talent was extraordinary.
This stood in sharp contrast to Obito, who had only awakened a single tomoe in the wake of his clan's massacre and didn't even realize it for years. He only "officially" awakened his Sharingan at the beginning of the original timeline.
Even after witnessing his parents and comrades die, Obito's eyes only reached one tomoe. Yet, upon seeing Rin's death, his Sharingan leapt from two tomoe directly to Mangekyō.
The gap between them was immense—so much so that Sasuke often became a target of ridicule in later discussions.
But talent couldn't be measured solely by how quickly the eyes awakened. Sasuke's ability was not inferior at all. After all, the Sharingan was more deeply tied to emotions than anything else.
Naruto speculated that while the Sharingan evolved most strongly through negative emotions, it wasn't only those emotions that could spark such growth—just that other emotional surges were far rarer.
After Naruto left, Danzo returned to the Root base and was immediately furious. His ninjutsu archives had been almost completely emptied. The chambers bore deep traces of Earth Release techniques, along with a few scattered signs of combat from Root operatives who had stayed behind.
Such advanced Earth Release mastery was rare—almost exclusive to the shinobi of Iwagakure.
Even Danzo's good mood from acquiring a Sharingan soured at the sight of the devastation. Regardless of whether the intruder was truly from Iwagakure or not, the sheer power of the techniques narrowed the suspects to that village alone.
Surveying the damage, Danzo noted scorch marks where Fire and Earth Release had been combined in attack. Though Hiruzen Sarutobi was capable of such combinations, the Third Hokage had been with Danzo at the time. It was impossible for him to have committed the theft.
"Investigate quietly!" Danzo barked, his hands clenched so tightly that his nails bit into his palms. "Whoever this thief is, I will tear them apart!"
"Yes, Lord Danzo!" a Root operative replied, kneeling before him.
Although the stolen techniques weren't the most forbidden or secret, they were still valuable collections passed down through generations—essential training material for producing more mid- and high-level shinobi. They represented the heritage of Konoha. To lose them was infuriating.
Of course, Danzo had hidden the most important jutsu and forbidden techniques behind layers of sealing barriers. He even had his own secret scroll, a smaller version of the village's Book of Sealing, containing his personal collection of dangerous jutsu.
Yet the fact remained: someone had dared to steal from him, the Shadow of Konoha.
Meanwhile, Naruto faced the remaining Uchiha children. Fired up by their newly awakened Sharingan, they demanded vengeance. None of them believed Naruto's words—until he convinced them through a mix of harsh lectures, a touch of force, and his persuasive rhetoric. In the end, most of them submitted to him.
Afterward, Naruto entrusted the children to Shisui for further "ideological guidance."
When Shisui learned of the clan's destruction—and that Itachi himself had been the executioner—he fell into heavy silence.
For the first time, doubt gnawed at him. Entrusting the clan's future to Itachi… perhaps it had been a mistake.
Naruto's words rang true: Itachi had been shaped by the will of Konoha's elders, molded into their tool.
"...Naruto-kun, you're right," Shisui said at last, his tone firm with conviction. "This world is sick. Only you can cure it. I'll spread your ideals and reshape the shinobi world!"
"Don't rush things, Shisui," Naruto replied calmly. "We have to move slowly, step by step. The world doesn't belong to one person—it belongs to all of us. We're pioneers, nothing more. Someday, the world will change because of our ideas."
Naruto couldn't help but feel like a conman for a moment. The people of the shinobi world were far too easy to sway. Most weren't truly evil at heart—well, except for Danzo. He was the one man Naruto considered irredeemably rotten.
Still, Naruto believed that once new ideals spread, once reform began, the shinobi world would inevitably transform.
"Shisui," Naruto asked, "how is the organization progressing?"
Pulled from his thoughts, Shisui brightened and reported eagerly, "Naruto, the Umbrella Organization now has one Yellow-rank talent, five Green, twenty-six Blue, sixty-six Indigo, and even some Purple!"
Naruto nodded. He had designed the organization's hierarchy himself, dividing its members into seven colors—each representing a different level of potential and skill.
The framework of his new order was beginning to take shape.
The Umbrella Organization's hierarchy was divided into seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple.
At the very top was Red Umbrella—Naruto himself—the embodiment of the "Red Ideology" that guided the organization.
Beneath him, ranks descended step by step. Purple was the entry level, reserved for ordinary people who acknowledged the organization's ideals. Anyone could become a Purple talent—the most basic members, equivalent to civilians.
Indigo represented those with special skills or combat ability comparable to Genin.
Blue was the level of Chūnin.
Green corresponded to Jōnin.
Yellow was for Elite Jōnin.
Orange marked the pinnacle: shinobi of Kage-level strength.
And above all stood Red—the leader, Naruto himself.
The closer one's rank was to Red, the higher their status and the closer they stood to the organization's core.
Naruto also designed a system of promotion. Scientists, researchers, and strategists weren't excluded—exceptional contributions could elevate them as high as the Orange level, even if they weren't traditional warriors. Promotion wasn't based on raw power alone; special talents, innovation, and loyalty were all recognized and rewarded.
Better treatment created stronger cohesion, and cohesion created momentum for development. As long as one had talent, anyone could rise to prominence. For Naruto, it was only natural to build such a system: without rules, there could be no order.
The structure mirrored his memories from his previous life—students progressing from elementary to middle school, to high school, and then rising through company ranks in society. Advancement step by step, reward by reward. The shinobi world, he decided, would follow the same logic.
After hearing Shisui's report, Naruto couldn't help but feel satisfied. His organization's strength was already no weaker than that of a small hidden village—and with Shisui himself, they already surpassed most of them. Few small villages could boast a shinobi of his caliber.
Naruto also shared with Shisui a portion of the ninjutsu he had stolen from Danzō's archives. Shisui was stunned by the sheer number of techniques—he half-joked to himself that Naruto might have looted all of Konoha's scrolls.
Yet his surprise quickly gave way to relief. With so many jutsu available, the Umbrella could train countless shinobi without secrecy or hoarding.
Together, he and Naruto devised a points-based system: contributions to the organization would earn points, and points could be exchanged for jutsu, resources, or privileges.
From then on, how far one advanced depended entirely on themselves.
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