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"You'd better stop being a ninja."

In the dark and empty dojo, an old man with silver hair and a strong body sat cross-legged with his back and said coldly.

Behind him, Uchiha Mikoto had tears in her eyes. She gritted her teeth in disbelief and asked, "Grandpa... why?"

"You are too mediocre." The old man named Uchiha Chuan stood up slowly, turned around, and looked at her condescendingly with cold eyes: "Even if you only have half the talent of your brother, I will not do such a thing. Decide. Don’t have any illusions. Even if you become a ninja, what can you do if you are so mediocre? "

Seeing that Uchiha Mikoto looked unconvinced and wanted to argue, the old man's pupils turned into a scarlet color, and the three magatama kept flowing. Uchiha Mikoto's body stiffened when he looked at her, and she lost the ability to refute. courage.

Seeing this, he sighed and waved Uchiha Mikoto to leave: "You are already 12 years old, but you don't even have the courage to face these eyes. However, I didn't have any expectations for you in the future. At home, learn from your mother how to be a virtuous wife. I will marry you to the best descendant of this generation of the family, and you must become his virtuous wife."

"If you insist on playing ninja games, report to the police force. I will tell them and leave a position for you."

Uchiha Mikoto walked on the busy street with dull eyes.The noisy atmosphere around her seemed to have nothing to do with her. Thinking of this conversation with her grandfather many days ago, she only felt that her body was extremely cold.

She recalled the day before the class separation...

"Oh? Orochimaru? That's interesting."

Uchiha Chuan, who was sitting cross-legged in the corridor, raised his gray eyebrows when he heard the report from his subordinates. He turned to Uchiha Mikoto next to him and said, "Orochimaru is a disciple of Sarutobi Hiruzen. It's a bit surprising that he would choose you. It’s beyond my expectation.”

"Well, becoming a teammate with the grandson of the Shodaime and becoming the direct descendant of the Hokage line. How could such an opportunity come to you? It's a pity. If it were Sosuke, maybe..."

Speaking of this, Uchiha River's wrinkled face showed a look of regret: "If I had known, I would have arranged for Sosuke to graduate this year. Alas... forget it, since Orochimaru has chosen you, then you can follow him for the time being."

Grandpa, maybe he is right, I am really... too mediocre.

If it were a younger brother, he would definitely do better.

I am like this... Even if I become a ninja, even if I am lucky enough to become Master Orochimaru's disciple, what can I change?

He can neither control his own destiny nor become the glory of the Uchiha family. He can't even get the attention of his parents and grandfather.

Presumably, Orochimaru-sensei’s expectations for me will eventually turn into disappointment.

No one in Orochimaru's team would have imagined how much today's scenes would have a huge impact on this little girl.

Human beings' expectations of themselves will eventually disappear due to the gap with similar people.

"According to what Orochimaru-sensei said, even he would have to work hard for five or six years to master the nature change, but Kuramahiko, who is the same age as me, has already mastered it skillfully. How long did it take him? Four years , or two years?”

Thinking of the sword wielded by Kurama Yan that afternoon, she felt cold all over.

There is no need to form seals, no need to accumulate strength, no warning, just a light wave, you can cut through gold and wood.

If she encountered this sword on the battlefield, what kind of reaction would she make?

I'm afraid I'll just swing out my kunai stupidly and block it.

And the only conceivable result of that was that the kunai and her fragile body were chopped into two pieces.

"The funny thing is, before I thought Kurama Yan was the weakest player, and I was the best in the team. Now it seems that I was too arrogant and naive."

Even the normally carefree Rope Tree had an amount of chakra that was beyond her reach.

The Shadow Clone Jutsu that Naoki often used was a B-level ninjutsu. She was originally interested in it, but after reading the description in the family book collection, she temporarily gave up on learning it.

It wasn't that she couldn't learn it, but in her opinion, this technique didn't have much use other than detecting information.

After all, using it once would have to divide half of her body's chakra, and her total chakra is only so small that she can only release three or four ordinary fire escapes.

If she divides another half to use the shadow clone, how much does she have left?

Although the remaining chakra of the shadow clone will be transferred back, just using the shadow clone itself consumes a lot of chakra.After the shadow clone disappears, some chakra will be lost, and chakra will also be consumed to maintain the operation of the shadow clone.

The result is that even if the remaining chakra can be transferred back, not much can be transferred back.

Uchiha Mikoto even suspected that if her shadow clone was assigned to perform a slightly more complicated task, it might disappear halfway due to chakra exhaustion.

As a member of the Uchiha tribe, her chakra was considered excellent among her peers, but she could not even think about such a thing like Naoki randomly creating hundreds of shadow clones.

"How much does it cost to create hundreds of shadow clones? And if the chakra is divided equally, how much chakra will each person get? How can it be possible to move for such a long time, or even..."

Just as she was walking and thinking wildly, a hand suddenly came from behind and gently tapped her shoulder.

"Who?"

Uchiha Mikoto was startled and hurriedly turned her head. She saw that it was a familiar teammate and she calmed down a little.

"Ayan? Hasn't it been disbanded?"

Kuramahiko didn't answer her directly. Seeing Uchiha Mikoto's red eyes, he frowned and asked, "Are you crying?"

"Huh? I'm not, I didn't." Uchiha Mikoto quickly denied hearing this and secretly wiped her cheek with her hand.

Kurama Yan did not turn a blind eye to her little move. He pushed up his glasses, and the light of Conan was reflected on the mirror: "It seems that you have something on your mind."

"I'm just feeling a little unwell." Uchiha Mikoto turned her gaze slightly.

"Really?" Kurama Yan was a little doubtful: "From the way you performed your tasks and practice today, it doesn't look like you're feeling unwell."

Faced with the questioning, Uchiha Mikoto glared at him in embarrassment: "Mujizai, does this have anything to do with you?" Then she snorted coldly, shook her head and strode forward.

"Mikoto-chan." Kuramahiko stood there. Seeing her walking faster and faster, he quickly shouted: "You are going in the wrong direction."

The alley leading to the Uchiha clan is on the right, and Uchiha Mikoto had already gone too far in her desperation.