UTBW: Ch. 63

"Agree to it," Hiruzen repeated tiredly.

Inoichi remained silent.

Since the Third Hokage had agreed, he had no reason to refuse. He immediately nodded at Junichi and said, "Understood. Leave it to me."

"Good!" Junichi clapped his hands lightly and smiled. "I'm sure that under your interrogation, we will be able to dig out all of Danzō's dirty deeds."

Inoichi could only give a bitter smile. On the ground, Danzō looked at Hiruzen in disbelief, his face full of despair. Had he been completely abandoned?

No!

He didn't want to be interrogated!

Then let's all go together... Danzō's expression twisted viciously as he tore open his shirt.

At his heart, a patch of black ink appeared.

Reverse Four Symbols Sealing!

The ink immediately came to life, writhing like worms, crawling out from his chest and spreading.

Everyone was shocked and horrified. They recognized this jutsu, it was a self-destructive sealing technique that would permanently seal everything within a certain range into the Pure Land.

"Useless!" Fugaku shouted coldly, his Sharingan eyes flashing brightly. He grabbed Danzō's head with the intact hand, forcefully prying open his eyelids, forcing Danzō to meet his gaze.

A cold, oppressive ocular power burst forth, and through direct eye contact, completed the casting of the genjutsu.

"Ugh..." Danzō's eyes instantly became vacant, his eyeballs trembling wildly, as if struggling against something.

A flicker of blood-red light, like a flame, slowly lit up in his right eye socket. It seemed as though it might shine through the bandages.

Swoosh!

A figure flashed at high speed, appearing before Danzō in an instant.

"This eye should be returned to the Uchiha," Junichi said lightly, tearing off the bandages and thrusting his fingers directly into Danzō's right eye socket.

Rip!

An eerie Sharingan, along with optic nerves and blood vessels, was violently ripped out from Danzō's right eye socket.

Before anyone could even react, Junichi had already placed the Sharingan into a glass container for preservation.

So fast!

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, their faces turning slightly serious.

His speed was astonishing.

No one had expected that Junichi, in addition to possessing the powerful Mangekyō Sharingan, would also be so terrifyingly skilled himself.

It was strange, when exactly had he grown so strong?

The crowd exchanged subtle glances, all carrying the same doubt. Normally, a person's growth had traces you could follow.

Academy entrance exams, ninja school grades, graduation teams, first missions, Chunin Exams, and so on... those who were outstanding would show signs of talent from a young age.

It shouldn't have been possible to hide it completely.

Yet Junichi had risen quietly right under everyone's noses.

It was baffling.

Hiruzen also gave him a long, deep look.

Koharu and Homura lowered their voices, looking like they wanted to say something.

"Enough," Hiruzen waved his hand, cutting them off. "This time, we've lost. We can't save Danzō."

At the same time, he couldn't help rubbing his forehead. Perhaps due to his age, he already felt a deep fatigue, a faint headache pounding in his skull.

In his exhaustion, he decided not to resist anymore. He had no cards left to play. He would have to wait for Jiraiya and Tsunade to return before he could step back into the game.

"As for Danzō, let's have a squad led by Genma guard him for now. No objections, I presume?" Junichi, after putting away Shisui's Mangekyō, smiled at the crowd.

"No objections."

"A very good suggestion."

"I agree."

Naturally, no one objected.

Genma was a man of the Fourth Hokage's generation, and now, entrusted with the Hokage's hat and robes, he was almost entirely neutral.

He didn't belong to any faction present. Having him in charge was more than appropriate.

As for the Sharingan that Junichi had just taken from Danzō, everyone had seen that it was a Sharingan, so naturally, they had no objections.

The Sharingan rightfully belonged to the Uchiha clan. None of them knew it was Shisui's eye, let alone that it was a Mangekyō Sharingan.

"What do you think?" Junichi smiled as he looked at Genma, who avoided Junichi's gaze and lowered his eyes, saying, "I have no objections either."

"Excellent!" Junichi clapped his hands with a smile. His Mangekyō Sharingan faded, and the eerie glow in his eyes retracted.

He restored his original pitch-black eyes.

"Then today's farce ends here. Does anyone still have questions?" he asked as he smiled and swept his gaze across the crowd.

Farce?

Hiruzen and the others couldn't help but have their faces twitch. Today was supposed to be the day they had meticulously prepared for, a day to wipe out the Uchiha clan once and for all!

They had even brainwashed a perfect tool!

But with the appearance of Junichi, everything had changed.

Itachi was dead, Fugaku had shifted his stance, Root's base had been destroyed, Hiruzen had abdicated on the spot, and Danzō had become a prisoner... This chain of events left everyone feeling disoriented.

It was as if it wasn't the high command annihilating the Uchiha clan, but rather the Uchiha launching a counterattack against the upper echelons!

Everyone's gaze converged on Junichi.

"Looks like there are no objections," Junichi said after scanning the room, no one spoke up.

He smiled faintly and looked toward Hiruzen and his companions.

This time, Hiruzen and the others didn't avoid eye contact, since Junichi had deactivated his Sharingan.

There was no need to worry about being caught in a genjutsu through direct eye contact.

"We have no objections," Hiruzen said after a moment of silence, sighing heavily.

Not far away, Shikaku's eyes were filled with complicated emotions. There was a twinge of regret, but also a hint of relief.

He was from the same generation as Hiruzen's nephews. If Hiruzen didn't step down, he would always be suppressed and unable to rise.

"Good." Junichi smiled, his gaze still sharp, sweeping like blades over Koharu and Homura.

The two returned his look with sharp, forceful glares of their own. But they were completely overwhelmed by Junichi's fierce aura.

The moment their eyes met, they felt as if their eyes had been stabbed, as if they had been pierced by blades. They quickly dropped their gazes, their hearts secretly shaken.

What a sharp gaze this young man has!

"It's getting late. Go back for now," Junichi said with a smile, withdrawing his gaze and looking at the others. "If there's anything else, we can discuss it tomorrow."

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"As for the Root base," he said with a smile as he looked toward the ANBU guards beside Hiruzen, "let's have our ANBU friends help guard it for now. After all, Root is a subordinate organization under ANBU. If anything goes wrong, you're responsible too, right?"

The ANBU guards stiffened. Hiruzen couldn't help but twitch his face as well.

What a perfect excuse!

Junichi was openly cutting ANBU away from Hiruzen's control and locking it into the Root base. Until the Fifth Hokage was selected, the ANBU would practically cease to exist.

"What's wrong? Any problems?" Junichi still smiled, but his tone sank slightly.

The ANBU guards quickly shook their heads. "No objections!"