Chapter 121

Chapter 121

**Chapter 121: Uchiha Mikoto’s Mangekyo Sharingan**

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**Konoha** 

“Danzo! What is the meaning of this?” 

Hiruzen Sarutobi slammed his desk, glaring at Danzo. This time, things had gone too far. 

Danzo, holding the report, looked both furious and aggrieved. “Hiruzen! You know me. Root’s plan was simply to use the Cloud ninja to deal with the Uzumaki outsider. I never intended for…” 

Before he could finish, Hiruzen threw a dossier at his face. 

“Danzo! I’m stripping you of your authority over Root!” 

Danzo’s expression darkened in rage. “Hiruzen, everything I’ve done is for the sake of Konoha! This was just an accident! Mark my words, you’ll regret this!” 

“Danzo! I am the Hokage!” 

Faced with Hiruzen’s fury, Danzo left in a huff, slamming the door behind him. 

Hiruzen, you’re ruthless. 

Danzo seethed. *You turned a blind eye when Root acted, but the moment things went slightly awry, you put all the blame on me! How is this my fault? No ninja mission ever comes with a 100% success guarantee!* 

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**A Dimly Lit Cave** 

“Are you telling me there was an accident, and that kid nearly died?” 

Uchiha Madara’s voice was icy as White Zetsu reported what had transpired. 

“Yes, Lord Madara. Your chosen successor’s chest was blown apart. His internal organs were shattered, and his blood and bones were scattered everywhere…” 

White Zetsu’s dramatic description made Madara’s face twitch with irritation. 

“Idiot! He risked his life for a woman? Does a dream of peace for the ninja world pale in comparison to a mere woman?” 

Though his words were harsh, a flicker of nostalgia and envy glimmered in his eyes. *Bonds…* Once, he had them too—Izuna and Hashirama. 

“Fool!” Madara growled as his thoughts drifted to Hashirama and the final clash at the Valley of the End. Rage surged within him. 

“All my plans wasted! If he missed this chance, who knows when he’ll next open his eyes to reality?” 

Despite his anger, a hint of pride lingered on Madara’s face. For him, an Uchiha who risked everything for their bonds was a true Uchiha, unlike one who ran from emotions. 

“Lord Madara,” White Zetsu interrupted, “the red-haired girl also awakened…” 

Madara fell silent, his mind wandering to the loneliness he had endured since the Valley of the End. 

“That boy is luckier than I ever was,” he murmured, his tone tinged with melancholy. 

In his lifetime, Madara had family, comrades, and a clan. But he lost them all—his parents, his brothers, and finally, even his clan abandoned him. 

“Do we still need her, Lord Madara?” White Zetsu asked, oblivious to the weight of his question. 

Madara shook his head, his voice calm. “No. I’ve intervened enough. Despite the unexpected developments, the seeds of doubt have been planted.” 

For Madara, it didn’t matter whether Uchiha Yosuke awakened the Mangekyo or not. Without the bonds of family, Yosuke’s growth would always be limited. 

“The wheel is already turning. Let us see how far this storm can carry the world.” 

Madara leaned back, his voice carrying a faint trace of satisfaction. Even amidst setbacks, his plans to shake the ninja world were proceeding. 

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**A Small Town in the Land of Rain** 

Inside a modest house, Tsunade stood with a cold expression, her gaze fixed on Uchiha Yosuke, who sat on the bed with his head bowed, awaiting a lecture. 

“Uchiha Yosuke, have your wings grown that strong? If not for Kushina, you’d be fertilizer by now!” 

Yosuke remained silent, his posture obedient, but his silence only fueled Tsunade’s anger. In a fit of frustration, she placed a Senju secret scroll on the table. 

“And you, Kushina! What do you have to say for yourself?” 

Her stern gaze softened slightly as it shifted to Uzumaki Kushina. 

“Tsunade-nee…” Kushina hesitated, her eyes flicking to the scroll. After a moment of internal conflict, she smiled brightly and said, “I’ll do whatever you and Yosuke think is best.” 

The fiery façade Kushina often wore had vanished. In its place was a soft, genuine gentleness that she directed toward Yosuke. 

Tsunade glanced at the scroll in Kushina’s hands, her anger bubbling beneath the surface. As she reached for it, another hand stopped her. 

Yosuke, now standing, gently pried the scroll from her fingers. Lightning flickered in his palm as he calmly incinerated it. 

“Kid, do you have any idea what you’ve just done?” 

Tsunade’s voice trembled with anger, though a small part of her felt an unexplainable relief. 

Yosuke nodded firmly. “Tsunade-nee, I know exactly what I’m doing. But you must also realize the risks. As long as this scroll exists, it could destabilize the village.” 

He continued, his tone steady, “The war in the Land of Rain only ended six months ago. The major nations are still restless. If the village becomes unstable now, it could spark another war.” 

Yosuke understood better than anyone that the time wasn’t right for retribution. The Senju, Uzumaki, and even the Uchiha all loved Konoha too much to tear it apart. For now, he chose to delay, letting resentment simmer until the opportune moment. 

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“Tsunade-nee,” Yosuke began, “we’ve also identified the Cloud ninja who attacked us. He’s the cousin of the Third Raikage.” 

Tsunade threw a scroll onto his lap. 

“These are some of the jutsu extracted from his memories. They’re incomplete, but they might still be useful.” 

Yosuke opened the scroll to find instructions for two techniques: **Lightning Release Chakra Mode* and *Hell Stab**. 

“These are Cloud Village’s secrets!” Yosuke exclaimed. 

Tsunade’s smirk was cold. “The scrolls are incomplete, but the recipes for the medicinal baths and key training methods are intact. If the village elders want these techniques, let them figure it out themselves.” 

Her disdain for Konoha’s leadership was evident. 

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Moments later, Tsunade turned her attention to Yosuke. 

“You planned well, dragging the Hyuga and Aburame clans into this. Now, the elders can’t act without consequences.” 

She smirked, clearly impressed by his cunning. 

Yosuke scratched his head sheepishly. “Well, Senju and Uchiha are in a precarious position…” 

Tsunade interrupted with a snort. “So you’re just going to pull the others into your mess? Clever, but don’t think I didn’t notice your little near-death stunts. Care to explain your ‘farewell speeches’?” 

Yosuke chuckled awkwardly but remained silent. 

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The door opened suddenly, and Uchiha Mikoto entered. Her voice was calm but resolute. 

“Tsunade-sama, were you referring to my eyes?” 

Mikoto’s Sharingan spun into three tomoe before transforming into a windmill-like Mangekyo Sharingan. 

Tsunade gasped, muttering, “As I suspected…” 

Mikoto’s gaze softened as she looked at Yosuke. 

“At first, I thought I was content. But after seeing Yosuke hurt, I realized I wasn’t strong enough. I must pursue the ultimate Uchiha power to protect him.” 

Her words carried an edge of desperation and determination. 

Yosuke gently clasped her hand, grounding her. “Mikoto’s Mangekyo ability is *Izanagi*. She awakened it to alter reality and save me, but it never activated because Kushina saved me first.” 

Tsunade nodded, her concern evident. “Mikoto, use those eyes sparingly. Yosuke, help stabilize her emotions. Mangekyo takes a toll on the mind.” 

As Tsunade left the room, Yosuke turned to Mikoto with a soft smile. 

'Mikoto’s awakening changes everything. This isn’t over.' 

*(Chapter End)*