Haruki and Uchiha Mikoto came to the street where the Uchiha clan was.
It was already afternoon.
As two people, the Uchiha people they met greeted them one after another.
Haruki responded with a smile.
In the original work, the reason why the Uchiha clan rebelled, in addition to their own personalities, was mainly because Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura were too tight.
After the Nine-Tails Rebellion, it would be too straightforward to ask Uchiha to relocate.
Tell them openly that they are suspected to be the murderers of the Nine-Tails Rebellion.
Other villagers will definitely have similar thoughts.
With the pride of the Uchiha clan, no, if it were an ordinary ninja, he would be looked at strangely by everyone every day, and it would be more normal if he couldn't stay any longer.
Except for protagonists like Uzumaki Naruto.
How to say it.
Haruki felt that if Uchiha Fugaku was courageous enough during the Nine-Tails Rebellion, he should have risked his life to protect the Fourth Hokage Namikaze Minato.
Or there may be a turning point.
When Minato was holding Uchiha Obito, Uchiha Fugaku was controlling Kyuubi or trying to stall for time.
With his strength, he can definitely do it.
As long as Minato doesn't die and he possesses the power of 'King of Kin', the Uchiha will not fall to the level of annihilation.
However, perhaps because of Kishimoto's intention, the Uchiha clan has almost no talented people with political minds.
"Mikoto, Haruki-sama."
Fugaku saw Mikoto smile and bowed slightly to Haruki.
In the clan, the only girl he likes or has eyes for is Mikoto, and he also respects Haruki more and more.
Because he could see that Haruki's status in Mikoto's heart was relatively high.
Although he couldn't understand why a medical ninja teacher could be treated like this by Mikoto?
Maybe there is a life-saving grace?
Fugaku recovered his thoughts and suddenly heard Mikoto's request for a sparring session, and was a little confused.
The two of them often competed, but Haruki had never watched the battle in person.
Could it be that Mikoto asked Haruki to come over and test herself?
Fugaku thought of this possibility and agreed with a smile.
Qingshu retreated to the edge, waiting to watch the show.
Mikoto calmly knots the seal of opposition.
Doubts flashed across Fugaku's eyes.
During usual sparring sessions, Mikoto's expression was usually very serious and solemn, and she would never be as relaxed and indifferent as she is now.
But he didn't have time to think too much.
The three magatama appeared in his eyes.
He knew Mikoto's strength very well, so he skipped the trial stage and started using the Sharingan.
However, in the next moment, his body couldn't help but trembled, and the three magatama in his eyes seemed to be turned upside down, and he regained his composure.
Fugaku was slightly startled as the surrounding environment changed.
He is on a sailboat.
The blue sky is reflected in the river water.
Illusion?
Are you under an illusion?
How is that possible?!
Fugaku frowned, and all his pupil power rushed to his eyes.
The Uchiha clan's genjutsu is almost based on the Sharingan, so the civil war means a confrontation between the eyes.
In the original work, Uchiha Sasuke relied on the curse seal to strengthen his eye power and used his Sharingan to crack Tsukuyomi.
A few seconds later, Fugaku covered his eyes and couldn't help making a painful sound.
According to the past, he could directly solve the genjutsu by relying on the Sharingan.
But he couldn't open the Sharingan.
Hitomi encountered an obstacle.
No matter how hard he tried, it was of no use.
It was as if some force had fundamentally dismantled all his eye skills.
It’s simply a fantasy!
He had never seen or heard of such an outrageous thing.
Qingshu outside blinked.
Has it started? No, it's over.
He saw the moment Fugaku's seal of opposition dissipated, and he stood there like a puppet, not moving at all.
In other words, instant kill.
In the current Uchiha clan, apart from Uchiha Madara, Fugaku is almost the top jounin.
But it still couldn't last more than a second in Mikoto's hands.
The Sharingan, which the Uchiha clan is proud of, has no effect, and its combat power has been reduced by almost two-thirds.
Haruki felt that he had underestimated the power of Mikoto's Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Mikoto?"
He immediately looked at Mikoto opposite. Her face was no longer as calm as before, and she looked a little painful.
Is there such a big side effect when using the ability for the first time?
Qingshu quickly walked up to her.
Light green chakra emerged from her hands, covering her eyes.
As his perception spread, he clearly noticed that her retina and optic nervous system had suffered varying degrees of damage.
Qingshu was silent for a moment.
As expected, Mikoto's two abilities are too incredible.
Ifu Yasaka and Izanagi have similar qualities but the price is far inferior.
After all, Izanagi costs one Sharingan every time he uses it.
Not to mention Huang Quanjin, except for the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, the Samsara Eye and the Reincarnation Eye, which are higher than it, all other pupil techniques can be invalidated.
"In the future, unless it is a life or death crisis, do not use your Mangekyō Sharingan."
Qingshu retracted his hands and said, "You should also feel the condition of your eyes. If you use them frequently, you will soon lose your sight."
Mikoto nodded silently.
Qingshu said nothing more.
He was relatively reassured about Mikoto.
It is impossible for her son Uchiha Sasuke to be so reckless. After opening the Mangekyo Sharingan, he transformed into a pillar of sunshine, fought against the sky and the earth, and became blind in fifteen days.
Then he had some doubts again.
Because Fugaku is still in the illusion and has not woken up.
"What content did you set for him?"
Haruki knew that Mikoto would not abuse Fugaku for no reason, so he asked.
"It's the teacher's lesson content."
"ah?"
Haruki turned around to look at Mikoto in surprise.
Good guy!
Why didn't I think of using illusions to directly instill knowledge?
But I can only think about it.
The members of the Natsu Organization are all talented people with extraordinary talents. Ordinary illusions are useless unless Mikoto uses the Mangekyō Sharingan.
However, the price is too high.
She probably went blind before she finished studying.
"His thoughts are rather stubborn, and conventional methods may be more time-consuming."
Mikoto looked at Fugaku who was standing still, suddenly smiled softly, and said, "I was just wondering what would you do if you were a teacher?"
"I think you may have misunderstood me."
Qingshu shrugged, noticing that the look she gave him was full of strangeness, and maybe even shameless contempt for him.
With a calm expression, he said: "If it were me, it would be more than just going to class. For a proud person, the first thing is to break his pride. Only by repeatedly trampling on the things he is proud of will he break out of his cocoon and become a butterfly.
"
"..."
Mikoto's eyes gradually turned to admiration.
She is indeed her teacher.
"You still have a lot to learn."
Haruki has always been worried that Mikoto is too kind, but today it seems that she doesn't know how to adapt.
"You play slowly, I'll leave first."
Since he couldn't see the specific situation within the illusion, it was no fun to watch the battle.
Qingshu left time for the two of them to communicate with each other.
He returned to Akihabara in an instant.
"Tsunade."
Qingshu opened the door and shouted.
A moment later, he saw Tsunade walking out of the study, with a look of surprise on her face.
Qingshu smiled, stood there, and opened his arms.
Tsunade remained reserved for a few seconds, walked over slowly, then sped up, jumped up into a trot, and put her arms around his neck.
Qingshu took advantage of the situation and held her long legs with both hands.
"You... uh uh..."
He didn't have time to speak.
Tsunade held his face and kissed him with all her strength.
Three minutes later, Tsunade let go of her hand, lay on Haruki's shoulder, and rubbed his cheek with her head.
She gasped for air.
The sound of breathing was unusually clear.
Qingshu swallowed his saliva, which smelled faintly of orange.
Tsunade's lipstick.
"Miss me?"
Qingshu leaned close to her ear and asked softly.
"think."
Tsunade answered without hesitation. She straightened up slightly and rested her chin on Haruki's shoulder, with a sweet smile on her face.