Inside a dark, unknown cave—
"Hahahahahaha!"
"What a bunch of naïve brats!" Uchiha Madara laughed wildly as he listened to White Zetsu's report, covering his face in amusement.
After a long bout of laughter, he finally muttered coldly, "Unification, huh…"
"How foolish."
"The Eye of the Moon Plan—that is the only true path to peace."
As he spoke, the scarlet glow of his three-tomoe Sharingan flickered within his eyes.
Like any true Uchiha, he still kept a set of Sharingan in reserve. Though he had transplanted his Rinnegan into Nagato, the three-tomoe Sharingan was more than enough for him.
For someone who could summon Susanoo without even using his eyes, the power he could unleash with a mere three tomoe rivaled even the Mangekyo.
Madara scoffed at the words of Yuki Seisui, dismissing them outright.
"Letting humanity live inside an eternal genjutsu—that is the only perfect ending."
"Madara-sama," came the curious voice of the goofy White Zetsu, "are you… feeling the urge to poop right now? I've never seen a human act like this. Is this what you people call bowel movement?"
Madara, who had been calmly conversing through chakra communication, froze mid-thought. His expression darkened instantly.
"Go. Keep watching them," he ordered coldly. "And don't come back unless necessary!"
"Yes, sir!" White Zetsu chirped, but before leaving, he couldn't resist asking again, "But seriously, Madara-sama—are you sure you don't have the urge?"
"Get out!"
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Meanwhile, Yuki Seisui sat up in bed with a sigh, glancing helplessly at Minato, who was already fully dressed.
"Minato, can't you let me sleep in just once?"
Because of limited rooms, the two were sharing one—and Minato, being an early riser, was up at dawn.
"Seisui, the meaning of life lies in movement!" Minato said with perfect seriousness. "Have you forgotten your youth?"
Yuki's eyes twitched as he stared at the green skintight jumpsuit Minato was wearing.
"Minato… why is that thing still alive?" he asked, looking genuinely disgusted.
Minato looked down at the outfit and blinked innocently. "Why wouldn't it be? Might Guy gave it to me. It's actually really comfortable! I even asked him where to buy more—so I bought several sets!"
"This," Minato declared, giving a bright thumbs-up, "is the energy of youth!"
Should I start calling him Might Minato from now on?
He gave up on sleeping after that.
After changing clothes, he and Minato stepped outside—only to find Uchiha Haru and Konan already walking toward them.
Haru shot a suspicious glance at Minato before turning to Yuki. "Breakfast is ready."
She hadn't slept well last night. The thought of Yuki and Minato sharing a room had left her oddly restless.
"Good morning, master!" Konan greeted sweetly, handing them two paper flowers she had folded herself.
Yuki accepted them with a grin. "These are beautiful, Konan."
Her eyes lit up. "As long as you like them, master."
By the time they reached the yard, Yuki realized everyone else was already up.
"Huh… so maybe I really am the lazy one here."
He turned to Minato with mock accusation. "This is all your fault!"
Minato blinked. "My fault?"
"Of course! You woke up too early—it threw off my rhythm!"
"Unbelievable," Minato muttered, his expression darkening. "Seisui, you can't just blame others like that."
"Why not?" Yuki placed his hands on his hips solemnly. "Blaming yourself is exhausting. Blame others and enjoy life."
"Reject inner self-conflict. Embrace a shameless lifestyle."
Minato could only gape at him speechlessly.
Just then, Jiraiya strolled up with a wave. "Morning! What are you all up to today?"
"Nothing," Yuki replied simply. "We specialize in doing absolutely nothing."
"In that case," Jiraiya said with a sly smile, "how about helping me train Nagato and the others for a bit?"
"And what about you?" Yuki asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Me?" Jiraiya puffed out his chest. "I'm heading into town to buy supplies, of course."
"…Really?" Yuki stared suspiciously.
Minato and Haru exchanged knowing looks—they knew their master far too well. Strong, wise… but utterly unreliable and a hopeless pervert.
"Come on!" Jiraiya growled, veins popping on his forehead. "I am going for supplies!"
"Sure, sure." Yuki waved it off. "We'll handle the kids."
"Actually," Jiraiya added, pausing, "I'll be gone for a few days. When I return, whoever's been the best teacher will get a reward—an S-rank jutsu!"
"Really?!" Yuki's suspicion instantly vanished, replaced by pure excitement. "Leave it to me, sensei! I'll handle everything! Even if Uchiha Madara himself shows up, I'll bury him right here!"
"Brat!" Jiraiya snorted, but left with a grin.
After breakfast, Yuki, Haru, and Minato gathered before the trio—Nagato, Yahiko, and Konan—scratching their heads.
"Alright then, Nagato," Yuki began, "do you want to learn the sealing techniques of the Uzumaki Clan?"
"Eh?" Nagato pointed to himself. "I can?"
"Of course," Yuki nodded. "You're more of an Uzumaki than I am, honestly."
"...I'm not good at teaching," Haru said quietly from the side.
She rarely spoke, and her skills were limited to Fire Style, the summoning jutsu, Rasengan, and Chidori—plus her swordsmanship and body flicker technique.
Yuki rubbed his chin. "Alright, then Nagato and Konan will stay with me for now."
He turned to Minato. "You take Yahiko—sound good?"
"No problem," Minato replied with a firm nod.
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