Konoha's son of the wind

Shisui finished his training for the day and wandered home.

I haven’t seen Ri Xiangyan for several days, and I don’t know where he is hiding and secretly flirting with me. Alas, it’s so difficult to be a human being.

But today's progress is obvious. I have made a big breakthrough in illusion. It seems that I can play some different tricks.

"Whoosh!"

After a muffled sound, the sound of kunai cutting through the air came.

Shisui tilted his head slightly, kunai wiping the raised ends of his hair and nailing it to the door panel of his home.Shisui did not look back, but took a step forward and took the kunai off the door panel, but there was another deep scratch on the door panel.

There were a lot of scratches like this on the door panels, but Shisui didn't care because the door panels had to be replaced every year anyway.

Shisui slowly turned around and looked back at the telephone pole ahead. A ninja wearing the Uchiha family battle uniform looked down at Shisui under the moon.

"Haha, I thought they were just boasting, but it seems you have some skills."

The two magatama in Shisui's eyes disappeared and were replaced with black pupils.

"Uchiha Shisui, oh, Uchiha Kagami's grandson, it's really easy for me to wait." The man looked at him arrogantly: "At nine o'clock tonight, the clan will hold an ancestral meeting. You are not allowed to be late."

Shisui has never liked such self-righteous guys, and has been like this since his grandfather was still alive. Unfortunately, there are many such self-righteous guys in the clan.

The Uchiha ninja who conveyed the message didn't say anything and disappeared in an instant.

Zhisui shook his head and ignored him.

Even I can see Shunshen clearly, so it would be great if he can serve as a messenger.

After entering the house, he put down his ninja bag, washed his body after practicing for a day, put on a kimono embroidered with the family crest, and walked towards Nanga Shrine.

Along the way, we can see many people of the same race, some adults walking alone, and some adults with children.

Zhisui walked silently among the crowd. After arriving at the shrine, he found a place to sit back and in an inconspicuous place.

As the time approached nine o'clock, there were gradually more and more people in the shrine. At a glance, they were all the backbone of the clan.

When the young Uchiha Fugaku entered the shrine, the shrine suddenly became quiet. It was obvious that Fugaku was still very prestigious in the clan.

"Nothing important has happened recently. As usual, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"Chief, Danzo's hand is getting longer and longer. How dare he do it without the acquiescence of the third generation! This village can't stay any longer, let's go!"

As soon as Fugaku finished speaking, an angry Uchiha stood up and shouted.

Hearing this, Shisui raised his head, his eyes faintly turning red.

"You coward! Are you going to run away in disgrace with your tail between your legs! Let the world think of me, Uchiha! Where is the glory of my Uchiha! This is the Konoha we built, why should we run away! Why should we? !”

Fugaku glanced at the two of them, lowered his head, remained silent, and looked calm.

"We have no chance of winning. We are no match for Konoha! We will die! We will all die!"

"You coward! Get out! Keep your last name and don't say you are Uchiha outside! Keep your eyes! Stop being a ninja and find a place to farm!"

Listening to the fierce argument between the two adults, Shisui silently clenched his hands.

He didn't understand why the tribesmen were angry and quarreling, just like he didn't understand why the tribesmen targeted his grandfather and never let him go even after he died.

Just like the door panels at home, they always need to be replaced several times a year.

More and more Uchiha echoed excitedly.

"The village doesn't regard us Uchihas as part of the village at all!"

"Who is the fourth generation? Will he be the so-called Princess of Konoha? What about us Uchiha? If a member of the Senju clan becomes Hokage again, then the fifth generation must not be our Uchiha!"

"Obviously we and the Senju founded Konoha, but we are the only Uchiha in the whole village and it seems like we are outsiders!"

"It's ridiculous!"

…………

Zhisui only felt that the Nanga Shrine was getting more and more noisy.

Although the situation on the scene seemed to be out of control, more Uchiha just sat silently in their seats, waiting for Fugaku to speak.

"So, what to do?"

This was not the first time Fugaku asked.

"Of course we must rely on our own strength to regain the rights we deserve!"

"The last Senju can all die in the Kingdom of Whirlpool. Who in Konoha can stop us Uchiha?"

"Haha!" Fugaku sneered twice, and the scene that was about to get out of control suddenly became quiet.

In Uchiha, a family that worships force, being able to become the clan leader is enough to illustrate Fugaku's power.The current Fugaku had just defeated a large group of competitors to become the clan leader, and now was the time when his prestige was at its peak.

"Times have changed. Now it is not Konoha who needs Uchiha, but Uchiha who needs Konoha."

"Sarutobi Hiruzen is in his prime, Danzo's roots are now unknown to what extent they have expanded, the old Hyuga Tennin is still there, Hatake Sakumo is taking care of the children at home, and Namikaze Minato's Flying Thunder God has been inherited. The Second Hokage, not to mention Mito Uzumaki."

"These people are standing beside the Third Hokage. If we go to war with the Third Hokage, the result will only be a war with the entire Konoha. What are you going to fight with? Why can you fight?"

After Fugaku's few words, everyone was speechless, and Shisui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is no longer the Warring States Period. Each family is playing its own game. Now is the era of villages. Which of the five great ninja villages is not better than our Uchiha?"

"Be patient. Maybe the Fourth Hokage is not from the Senju family? Maybe he is Hatake Sakumo. Where is Namikaze Minato?"

Under Fugaku's strong suppression, everyone stopped talking about this topic. It gradually turned into a trivial matter within the clan, such as training, funding, what happened to the police force...

It was almost twelve o'clock, the clan meeting had ended, and clan members began to leave.

When Shisui wanted to leave, Fugaku stopped him.

"Shisui, please stay, I have something to say to you."

"Yes, Mr. Patriarch." Zhisui nodded.

In fact, he has a very good relationship with Fugaku in private, but this is clan territory and rules must be followed.

When everyone was gone and only two people were left, Fugaku's sullen face relaxed and said, "Shisui, come here."

"Yes." Shisui stood up and moved forward, sitting in front of Fugaku.

"Show me your eyes."

Zhisui hesitated for a moment, remembering what Yan once said, but he still opened his eyes.

The moment he saw Shisui Sharingan, Fugaku was frightened.

Three magatama were spinning quietly in Shisui's eyes.

when?

just.

Fugaku subconsciously touched his eyes and looked at Shisui, hoping that you would not have that day.

"Your Aunt Meiqin gave birth to a boy a few days ago. They have both returned from the hospital. Come over for dinner tomorrow night."

"Uncle Fugaku, what's his name?"

"Uchiha, Itachi."