Uchiha Shrine
Uchiha Swain was lecturing a few crows, which seemed very strange to outsiders. But in fact, only Swain himself knew how cute these crows really were.
Especially since they had collected a lot of Sharingan and Byakugan during World War II...
A demon's intuition is very accurate. Swain only has one demon arm, and even his willpower hasn't been affected. His current strength mainly relies on his passive ability.
Luckily, he traveled back to World War II. If it had been after the story started, it would have been really hard to gather enough fragments of souls for his passive ability.
"Caw! Caw!"
A crow with a Byakugan was calling out to Swain.
"Oh, so Shisui brought a little guy with him."
Swain lightly touched the crow's forehead, and the synchronized images appeared in his mind.
The great Uchiha destroyer, Uchiha Itachi. I wonder what kind of lies that pot-stirrer Danzo has been feeding him.
"Come in."
Today's Shisui has both his eyes intact. It seems Danzo is still enjoying it. I'll have to encourage him to keep going.
Shimura Danzo: Oh, thank you so much.
"Uncle Swain, this is the Clan leader's son, Uchiha Itachi."
Shisui smiled and patted Itachi's head, his eyes full of affection. You can really tell they're from a clan of brother-lovers, huh?
But actually, that's not bad either. Obito proved how scary it is when an Uchiha likes a woman, didn't he?
Ten-year-old Itachi is very mature, and the expression on his face is no different from an adult's. He respectfully bowed and said, "Greetings, Great Elder."
Although the Uchiha clan practices inbreeding to ensure the purity of their bloodline, and everyone is somewhat related, they are not direct relatives. So Itachi still respectfully calls him Great Elder.
Back when his own father didn't have enough authority, it was this unassuming Great Elder who stood up against everyone in the Elder Council, beat them into submission, became the Great Elder himself, and then held a new vote to elect Uchiha Fugaku as Clan leader.
Actually, Swain's thoughts weren't that complicated. He mainly wanted to get the Mangekyo Sharingan after Uchiha Fugaku died.
"Just call me Uncle. Since you and Shisui are like brothers, tell me, what's the matter?"
Uchiha Itachi blushed rarely, and awkwardly said, "Brother Shisui uses crow ninja beasts. I, I want one too, but Brother Shisui said that these crows are yours, Uncle Swain, so I..."
Looking at the shy Itachi, Swain couldn't help but smile. This kind of scene is really rare. If there was a live broadcast, just this one scene would be worth ten or twenty thousand in tips.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect the Uchiha genius to be shy too. You and Shisui were so alike when you were kids... but you're better at hiding it than he is. I don't want to care about the clan or the village. If you don't have enough strength, don't always think about sacrificing yourselves. It's insignificant."
As he spoke, a crow with three pairs of red eyes flew out from behind Swain and landed on his shoulder.
Shisui shouted jealously, "Huh?! Uncle Swain, you're not going to give this crow to Itachi, are you? No way, no way, should I leave?"
Even without activating his Sharingan, Uchiha Itachi could feel the overwhelming evil aura coming from the crow.
"Uncle Swain, if you give me this crow, will Brother Shisui be angry?"
Swain's eyes twitched. "You two are enough!" Acting like it's worthless.
"This is one of the first batches of crows I trained. It's been influenced by my aura. Shisui is strong and talented, so he doesn't need it. You're naturally slow, so you need to work harder. Let it protect you."
Is this what it feels like to lecture a genius? So great!
Uchiha Itachi looked deeply at Shisui, then nodded seriously. "Yes! I will work hard, Uncle Swain! Then we'll go train."
Uchiha Swain shook his head. "So impatient? Don't you want to spend time with an old man like me? You just take the thing and leave? Filial son?"
Shisui and Itachi's clean and handsome faces showed a hint of red.
The Uchiha are already thin-skinned, and after being said that, the two wouldn't dare to leave today.
"It's been a long time since I went to the market. I guess Konoha has forgotten I exist. Do you two have money?"
The two silly Uchiha obediently nodded. Then they saw Swain smile contentedly. That's good.
Going out without a walking wallet? Is that my style, Swain?
A certain red-eyed Clan leader: Achoo!
Konoha's market is lively, and the daily drama of chasing away the fox demon is always playing out.
But Swain, who is also known as a black demon, is treated completely differently.
There is fear, there is panic, but mostly, there is respect. This man, who would definitely have been chosen as Hokage if he weren't from the Uchiha Clan or if the Hokage wasn't Senju Tobirama, is the idol of Konoha's current generation.
"Senior Swain! Long time no see! I just made some three-colored dumplings, would you like to try some?"
"Oh, you're Uemiya Ryusui, right? Why aren't you a ninja anymore?"
Uemiya Ryusui smiled embarrassedly. "Well, my talent was lacking. I was a ninja for so long, but I was still just a Chunin. So I made up my mind to quit and do some small business. It's pretty relaxed."
Swain nodded approvingly. "Hmm, that's not bad either." Then he pointed at a little kid with yellow hair and yellow clothes in front of him and said very loudly, "Isn't that the Fourth Hokage's son?! Why are you treating him like this?!"
The crowd suddenly fell silent.
The mask shop owner who was chasing Naruto away was stunned. This wasn't just some rumor. These were the words of his former idol, the Black Demon. This child was actually the Fourth Hokage's child?!
But before the crowd could start discussing, a white-haired Anbu with his arms crossed said to Swain, "Master Swain, the Third Hokage has requested your presence."
Uchiha Swain snorted coldly. "Hatake Sakumo's son turned out this way! Go back and tell the little monkey, do I look old?"
Hatake Kakashi's eyes flashed. After Swain said Hatake Sakumo's name, he didn't listen to anything else.
Raikiri!
Before Swain could even move, Uchiha Shisui behind him snorted coldly. The Mangekyo Sharingan bloomed magnificently. Kotoamatsukami!
He was protecting Uncle Swain's pride, but also protecting Kakashi.
Uchiha Shisui knew that if Uncle Swain made a move, this teenage boy would definitely not have a good ending.
Then Shisui said to Itachi, "Itachi, Uncle Swain doesn't like going to other people's houses uninvited. Go tell the Third Hokage that we'll be waiting for him at this three-colored dumpling shop."
There was no other way. Kakashi was down, and the others hiding around were mostly from Root. He could only send Itachi to make a trip.
Shisui, on the other hand, was watching Uncle Swain, in case some fool angered Uncle Swain and got killed.
Sigh! Uncle Swain really is a worry.
Sigh! Uchiha Shisui really is nosy.
Itachi obediently agreed, and disappeared with a Body Flicker Technique.
Swain poked Kakashi on the ground with his left hand cane, like he was poking something gross. He was stopped by Shisui. "Uncle Swain, how old are you? You still like to play around so much."
"What?! Isn't he just a 700-month-old baby? Drag him away. He's annoying to look at. Every time I see him, I think of Sakumo. He had more talent than the monkey, but his mental strength was like glass. Ryusui! Give me three skewers of extra spicy dumplings. I'll sit here and eat them. Charge it to him!"
Swain pointed to Kakashi lying on the ground and said shamelessly.
Uemiya Ryusui gave an awkward smile. "Senior, you're here, so I can afford a meal of dumplings. My treat, my treat." He did want to charge it to Kakashi, but didn't you see that the guy was wearing Anbu clothes? And the main thing was, he was already knocked out. How could he charge him?
As soon as Swain sat down, he saw Naruto running towards Swain, crying and stumbling. He was speaking unclearly through his snot and tears.
"Uncle! Is what you said true? Am I really the Fourth Hokage's child? Then why are they treating me like this!?"
Uzumaki Naruto's words were like a heavy punch, deeply striking the hearts of the Konoha villagers.
Maybe in the next ten years or so, they would completely forget that they had ever bullied the hero's descendant. But right now, they regretted it.
The air was filled with a familiar smell of smoke. The Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, wearing his Hokage robes and the "Hokage" hat, arrived.
"Cough cough, Senior Swain, you've gone a bit too far."