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In the conference room.
"Wait a minute."
Fugaku once again stopped his brother-in-law, who was about to leave.
Although Fugaku would only attend the clan leaders' meeting tomorrow, as the Uchiha patriarch, he still needed to discuss a few things before his departure.
According to the regulations, Fugaku could enter the Hokage Building with two guards.
He saw this as an opportunity.
"Fine," Duan finally agreed after a brief thought.
At twenty-four years old, he had never once stepped into the Hokage Building. This would be a good time to take a look. Consider it a stepping stone.
As for the second guard, Duan's gaze shifted to Shisui's back before he said casually,
"I heard Shisui has always wanted to see the Third Hokage. Let him come along."
He truly wanted to see it—
Even after losing his kaleidoscope, would Shisui still cling to that so-called "Will of Fire"?
---
Outside the Police Department building, the Uchiha members were all smiles, their bodies visibly relaxed as though they had finally set down a heavy burden.
They were chatting cheerfully about training and muscle growth while waiting patiently.
"Curator!"
When Duan emerged from the building, the crowd immediately gathered around him, encircling him like stars surrounding the moon.
Moments later, dozens of Uchiha strode out of the compound in unison, heading toward the Body Rehabilitation Department.
---
Not far away, an ANBU stationed in the monitoring tower caught sight of the scene, quickly compiled a report, and rushed to the Hokage Building.
Inside the Hokage's office,
"What on earth is Uchiha planning?" the Third Hokage muttered, brows furrowed. "Aren't they the least bit anxious?"
Danzo leaned on his cane, eyes narrowing. "No matter what tricks the Uchiha are playing, tomorrow's clan meeting will be the end. We'll fully sanction the Police Department."
Koharu and Homura nodded in agreement.
"This prison riot scheme has been progressing perfectly," said Koharu coldly. "Let Danzo handle the meeting."
"…Alright," Hiruzen finally said after a long silence.
The Konoha Elders had already finalized their plan—
At tomorrow's meeting, they would seize control of the Police Department's prison, cut its funding, and install ANBU surveillance within it.
This would completely subdue the Uchiha clan.
---
As evening arrived—
"Muscle—Change!"
Every Uchiha in the gym shouted the slogan in unison as they finished training. Bathed in the crimson sunset, they left together, talking and laughing.
The gym closed early that night.
Nothing more was said.
---
At dawn, the first light of morning spilled across the Hidden Leaf, waking the village to another day.
At seven o'clock sharp, Duan rose as usual. He reached for his black training robe—but stopped midway.
He turned, opened the wardrobe, and pulled out a dark-blue high-collared robe, marked with the red and white fan crest on the back.
It was striking.
Mikoto and Samui had chosen the fabric together, and his sister had sewn it herself.
She'd hoped he would one day return fully to the Uchiha name.
A kind thought, but naïve.
Still, since he would serve as the patriarch's bodyguard today, it was only fitting he appear as one of the clan.
He donned the robe, adjusted the sleeves, and tied a white belt around his waist.
The belt not only kept the robe fitted but also allowed him to mount weapons and scrolls.
According to the rules, a bodyguard could carry arms into the Hokage Building.
But Duan didn't need them.
His body was the only weapon he required.
---
In the kitchen, Samui had prepared breakfast—
thirty egg whites, twenty strips of bacon, and a liter of milk.
He devoured it in moments and wiped his mouth.
"Recently, my appetite's been smaller," he said thoughtfully.
Indeed. His body had reached a limit—muscles compressed, perfected, requiring less and less to maintain.
Once he broke that limit again, perhaps his appetite would return.
After brushing his teeth, he gave Samui a few last instructions about the gym before stepping out.
As always, Samui stood at the doorway watching him leave the alley.
Today was the day.
If Uchiha and Konoha clashed over the Police Department, it could plunge the village into chaos—and for Kumogakure, chaos meant opportunity.
She knew him well by now.
With Duan's twisted philosophy and unpredictable strength, wherever he went, conflict followed.
Decision itself was chaos.
It was a pity she couldn't witness it inside the Hokage Building.
---
Twenty minutes later, Duan arrived at the Uchiha gate, spotting Shisui waiting for him.
Shisui, too, wore a new high-collared robe and fresh bandages. His eyes no longer bled, and a small dagger rested across his back.
"Duan, thank you for giving me this chance—to stand beside you and the patriarch," Shisui said as Duan approached.
For Shisui, witnessing the moment Uchiha relinquished the Police Department to restore peace with Konoha…
was worth everything—even the loss of his sight.
Perhaps the Kotoamatsukami should never have existed.
To seal it away forever would be best.
He smiled softly.
"You're welcome," Duan said, patting Shisui's shoulder with a massive hand.
Then, silence.
There was nothing more to say between them—no shared belief, no common path.
---
At last, the Uchiha patriarch, Fugaku, appeared.
Since taking command of the Police Department, he had always worn the black tactical uniform and green vest.
But today, he too wore the Uchiha robe.
Abandoning the police uniform to attend this meeting—
was a declaration in itself.
"Duan, Shisui. Let's go."
With a brief glance, Fugaku led the way.
Duan and Shisui walked to his left and right as they strode down Yile Avenue toward the Hokage Building.
The Hidden Leaf at eight in the morning was radiant and peaceful.
Shops opened, vendors shouted, and the scent of freshly cooked breakfast drifted through the air. Villagers, merchants, and students filled the streets.
A scene of prosperity.
Until the three Uchiha appeared.
As they advanced, the noise faded. The laughter dulled.
Even the air seemed to tighten.
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