Memories
I quietly stood in the shade of the main clan's courtyard wall and watched the children of the main clan walk towards the school in groups of three to five. Then, they continued to wait for the main clan that I belonged to. This was a habit that I had developed. Similarly, she also had the habit of being late.
I've been in Naruto for almost five years. Unfortunately, I didn't know anything about qigong or martial arts, nor did I have the ability to create weapons that could surpass the era. I'm not a genius either. That's why I'm very ordinary now.
Just like the Hinata family, the Uchiha family was also divided into the main family and the branch family. The main family held the absolute power of the family and used the name of the family to control the branch family. They easily took the fruits that the branch family members exchanged for at the cost of their lives, and enjoyed the halo of the strongest clan in Koba. As a branch family, they had to experience life and death again and again to become the new main family and join the ranks of the ruling families. Under such circumstances, it was only natural for them to do anything to become the new main clan. My father in this world was one of them. He accepted a secret mission at the behest of his family. If he completed that mission, he would be allowed to become the new main clan.
The Thousand-Hands family was once incomparably glorious. They were once incomparably active on the stage of this world. They established the wooden leaf. Among them, there was the first generation Naruto, and the second generation Naruto. The powerful Uchiha clan could only use their own strength to make themselves stronger. The huge statue in the Valley of the End had destroyed their glory and the shame of the Uchiha clan.
As time passed, the first and second generations were no longer around. The Thousand Hand Clan, which had become the target of public criticism due to its excessive glory, had also exhausted its vitality in the battles, and was slowly falling. Following that, the princess's phobia dealt the final and most fatal blow to the family. After leaving the center of power, the Thousand-Hand Clan had almost faded out of everyone's sight. However, the Uchiha Clan still did not forget this former opponent.
No one could deny the power of the Thousand Hands Clan, not even the powerful Uchiha. Of course, the Uchiha Clan had a hard time as well. After the Uchiha class, there was no other peerless master with the Kaleidoscope Sharunan. Moreover, they had always been in the awkward position of the Muye garrison. At the same time, he was also suspected and suppressed by Muye's higher-ups. Therefore, the Uchiha clan, who desperately wanted to obtain power, turned their attention to the declining Thousand Hands clan.
My father in this world was a man named Uchiha Sho. He was a capable and ambitious man from a branch family. To realize his dream, he first had to become a main family. Therefore, he named his first son, my half-brother, Uchiha Sho, as a constant reminder to himself.
Under such circumstances, my father took the initiative to accept the clan's mission: Seducing a woman from the Thousand-Hand Clan in order to improve the bloodline of the clan and see if it could produce a stronger bloodline. Under the scheme of his family, Sho Uchiha's first wife died in an 'accident'. Then, the 'frustrated' Uchiha Sho met my mother, Azuresi, and a romantic story that could be written into a novel happened. Then, I was born.
Unfortunately, all the data of my body shows that I'm just an ordinary person. I don't have any outstanding characteristics. When I was three years old, most people had lost their confidence and patience in me. Only the second elder stubbornly believed that I would perform extraordinary in the future.
There will always be a time when lies are exposed. Not long after giving birth to me, my mother died of depression.
I heard all of this with my own ears. After all, even the most scheming schemer wouldn't avoid a baby that was only a few months old when plotting.
Even though the elders in the clan did not get the desired result, the child fulfilled his promise to his father and allowed him to become the new main clan. Our branch will be inherited by my elder brother, Uchiha Sect, while I will be a branch family.
His father's actions were naturally cursed and despised by others. My brother, who had lost his mother, hated him and me even more, and I was despised because of my impure bloodline.
In my long repressed life, even with my adult mind, I couldn't help but become perverted. As long as I had free time, I would unconsciously plan how to kill all those who treated me badly. In the manga, I knew the secret of the eyes of the Uchiha clan. I would often look at my nominal elder brother, Uchiha Mune, in a daze. At the same time, I set a goal in my heart to achieve-I must get his eyes and become the second Uchiha class. In this cruel world, strength was everything.
When I was four years old, my father finally lost his life in a mission. When the nine-and-a-half-year-old Uchiha Sect learned of this news, they opened their eyes. In addition to his relatively outstanding performance, he was regarded as a promising talent by the elders and began to focus on nurturing him. At my father's funeral, for some reason, I felt a sense of joy that I had never felt before. Every cell in my body was trembling with excitement. I couldn't suppress this feeling and hurriedly ran back to my room. I looked into the mirror and realized that I had opened my eyes.
With the Shurakyuen, I have a lot of confidence in myself. I believe that as long as I continue to work hard, I will become extremely powerful one day. After all, in my memory, the amazingly powerful Uchiha Weasel in the manga only used the Shurakan at the age of 8.
From that day on, I became more active in training myself. I even used the plots I saw in martial arts novels and comics in my previous life to train myself. Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, I became more reclusive. Of course, the result was that their attitude towards me became even worse. The days passed unknowingly as I worked hard for the future.
"Kai, let's go. We're going to be late soon." Aoi Uchiha hurriedly ran out of the main courtyard and shouted at me before continuing to run forward.
Sunflower's cry woke me up from my memories. I smiled bitterly in my heart and followed her to the school. She was the granddaughter of the Second Elder, the little princess of the family. After his father died, his elder brother inherited the position of the main family. As a branch family member, I was assigned to Aoi as a servant. Although Sunflower's temper isn't very good and she's quite pampered, she's still quite kind overall and treats me quite well. Most importantly, I can learn some basic ninjutsu from her and secretly learn some tricks that only the descendants of the main family can learn.
The Ninja School's curriculum was not like the kindergarten I had imagined when I read the manga. On the contrary, as long as you studied it seriously, you would be able to learn a lot of useful basic knowledge. This was especially so during the Third War of the Ninja Realm. The village was in dire need of consumables such as mid-level ninjas, and the time needed to nurture low-level ninjas had been greatly shortened. Generally speaking, those with excellent aptitude could graduate at the age of seven to eight and become Genin and go to the battlefield. Those with mediocre aptitude could also graduate at the age of ten. Shortening the learning time would inevitably affect the quality of teaching, especially now that everyone was still children. It was difficult to calm down and study. The result was naturally that a large number of children died on the battlefield not long after graduation.
However, this was not a problem for any Ninja Village. In times of war, there was no shortage of orphans. Among the many children, only those with outstanding talent would be assigned to the groups with the highest survivability and receive missions with the highest survivability. Then, they would constantly struggle between life and death, striving to become independent ninjas one day. The rest were basically cannon fodder. Perhaps in just a few years, only a few of the graduates would survive. It was a pity that children did not understand this principle, and there were no elders to teach them.
On the other hand, the descendants of the Muye clan could receive a certain amount of education in their own clan. At the same time, due to their family connections, they basically wouldn't become members of the cannon fodder team. Some of them even had powerful blood heirs, so their chances of survival were naturally much higher.
I don't know where my future lies!
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