The Senju remnants of the Uchiha clan

Chapter 3 He has to thank me!
The early winter sunshine shines on my body, making me feel warm.

Obviously, Konoha Village's snow removal plan did not include this remote path.

Shiratori walked on the path in the forest, the sound of snow crunching under his feet. His destination was the familiar abandoned training ground at the end of the road.

He decided to increase his daily practice time by one hour.

the reason is simple--

The young man who exterminated his clan was born, fighting seven people alone.

This means that according to the normal timeline, the demise of the Uchiha clan has officially entered a thirteen-year countdown.

In fact, according to the experience of countless predecessors who time traveled, the "Guo Zi Jue" is the safest way. Bai Niao also thought about whether he should take his cheap father to hide outside the village, in an unknown deep forest in the mountains until the son of prophecy comes to save the world.

But when I think of those uncles and aunts in the clan who are so kind to me... I still feel a little bit reluctant.

Besides, hiding outside the village is not necessarily safe.

Shiratori has not forgotten why her father, who had already settled down outside the village, brought her back to live in Konoha Village.

According to my father and grandfather, my mother died of a serious illness. I was too young at the time and have no memory of it at all.

But Bai Niao is a time traveler. Even though he was in his cradle, unable to speak or move, he still saw everything with his eyes...

.........

The white bird suddenly stopped and looked back suspiciously -

The woods were as quiet as usual, and a small squirrel could be seen hopping around on a branch all by itself.

Illusion?
The white bird scratched its head and continued walking forward.

It is the end of the month now, and grandpa will come to check my "homework" at the beginning of next month.

Thinking of that big rock with a diameter of almost one meter, Bai Niao felt a little scared...

At the age of five, he had to do twenty squats while holding this thing... a bit cruel!

He usually practiced on his own, and occasionally some Uchiha ninjas would sneak over during their free time and pretend to meet him by chance, and teach him some usage of ninja tools or some minor ninjutsu.

And there were always a few days every month when his grandfather would come to Konoha Village to practice with him.

Unlike the Uchiha ninjas who were restrained and did not dare to teach too many clan ninjutsu during instruction, Shiratori's grandfather, Senju Takiichi, had no taboos and taught whatever he wanted. One day, he even made a list of the Senju clan's secret techniques and asked Shiratori which one he liked...

Regarding the arrogant and even retaliatory behavior of the former clan leader, the top leaders of the reclusive Senju clan chose to turn a blind eye and let him be!
Compensation may be the main reason, but fear may also be a factor.

They will never forget how this person changed himself from "Patriarch" to "Former Patriarch"...

.........

The white bird stopped again and looked back.

It was still the small forest covered with snow.

"That's weird... am I hallucinating?"

This forest is located in the eastern suburbs of Konoha and is sparsely populated. Together with the abandoned training ground, it belongs to Shiratori's secret base.

Apart from the occasional sighting of two mysterious green-clad men, one big and one small, running upside down from a distance, there was basically no one else.

Speaking of running circles upside down, Shiratori has actually tried it, and the training effect is indeed good. It has greatly improved upper limb strength, muscle control and sense of balance, but in the end he still removed this item from his training plan... mainly because it was too embarrassing!

Of course, if his grandpa is willing to be embarrassed with him, he doesn't mind... Who the hell is this? !
There was a blood-red glow in Shiratori's eyes, and he suddenly turned his head to look behind him - in each of his eyes, there was a magatama rotating around the pitch-black pupil.

Sharingan!
Although it was only opened for a moment, under the powerful insight of the Sharingan, everything around became extremely clear at that moment, and even time seemed to slow down.

In his eyes, a piece of clothes "slowly" hid behind a big tree.

"Got you."

Shiratori took out a rusty shuriken from his ninja tool bag and flicked his wrist.

Boom!
The shuriken pierced deeply into the tree trunk. The person behind the tree was startled and jumped out in a panic.

"Who are you?" Looking at the boy who was no more than ten years old not far away, Bai Niao looked confused.

You're so young and you're already doing the job of following people?

"Ahem!" The young man cleared his throat, feeling a little timid as he looked at Shiratori's Sharingan. "My name is Uchiha Teimu, and I'm the grandson of Elder Setsuna."

"so what?"

"…I am Elder Setsuna's grandson!"

"I know, you just said it."

"Then why don't you do it?"

"Why should I do it?"

The air suddenly became quiet, and an awkward atmosphere surrounded them. Ting Mu didn't know what else he should say...

My grandfather is Uchiha Setsuna! The most respected elder of the Uchiha clan, and the one who ordered you and your son to be expelled from the clan. Don't you want to beat me?
"Goodbye."

Seeing that Tingmu stopped talking, Bai Niao waved his hand and turned away.

"Hey? Hey!" Shiratori's decisiveness caught Tingmu off guard. He hurriedly chased after him, "Don't you hate my grandfather?"

"Why hate him? He is just following the clan rules."

"Well, then also..." Tingmu was speechless.

Brother, are you so sensible? This is the reason I finally came up with! You interrupted my train of thought!
"Any thing else?"

"No... No, I do! I heard that you are the most brilliant genius of this Uchiha generation, and I want to challenge you!"

Shiratori shook his head and kept walking: "First of all, I am not a member of the Uchiha clan. My name is 'Shiratori', not 'Uchiha Shiratori'. Secondly... you win, I admit defeat."

"Ah? No—"

Tingmu stood there in a daze, and Bai Niao walked past him and ignored him.

In fact, Shiratori was also a little helpless.

What's this? Getting up so early in the morning just to block me? And judging from the other party's appearance... it seems that he is not very willing.

I don’t understand, I don’t understand…

Just when Shiratori thought the matter had come to an end -

"You are such a rude brat! Is it because your mother died early? Or is it because your useless father doesn't care about you that makes you so uneducated?"

Bai Niao paused, then turned around with an expressionless face.

You aimed your personal attacks at your parents with such precision... I'm afraid your last name is Haruno, right?
Little boy, your forehead is black today!
I calculated with my fingers, and I think you might be in danger of bloodshed today!
"I, I--" Looking at Bai Niao's uncertain expression, Ting Mu couldn't help but tremble, "Sorry, I just..." "You just want to be beaten, I can see that." Bai Niao stretched out his right hand and hooked his fingers, "Come on, I'll satisfy you."

Ting Mu took a deep breath. He finally achieved his goal. After he knocked the guy down, he should apologize. Eh? Where is he?
Just when Tingmu was distracted, the white bird not far away suddenly disappeared. Before he had time to look around, he felt an attack on his head!
Bang!
Tingmu staggered to steady himself and found that Bai Niao suddenly appeared beside him.

He subconsciously punched back, and then saw a flash of red in Bai Niao's eyes.

Sharingan, activated.

Shiratori dodged the punch by slightly leaning to the side, and then grabbed the opponent by the collar.

The world was spinning, and Bai Niao thrust the garden tree head downwards directly into the snow pile, and then kicked it again without any mercy.

Bang!
Tingmu flew out while spinning in the air, and rolled several times when he landed.

"hateful!"

Tingmu quickly stood up, took out a kunai, and threw it hard at Shiratori.

Under the observation of the Sharingan, the flying speed of the kunai became extremely slow. Shiratori stepped on the ground with his left foot and rushed over at high speed. He ignored the kunai that flew past his face and swung his arm to hit Tingmu's stunned face heavily -

Snapped!
"You - you -" After being hit by a big beating, Tingmu turned around on the spot and sat on the ground, dizzy and with fire in his eyes.

The damage is not great, but it is extremely insulting!
"Why, is it also an Uchiha clan rule not to slap someone during a fight?"

Bai Niao looked down at him with a teasing smile on his face.

Makes your mouth dirty!

"If you have the ability, don't use your Sharingan!" Tingmu stood up awkwardly, took a few steps back, and put himself at a distance from Shiratori that he thought was safe.

"Okay." Shiratori did not hesitate and really closed the Sharingan, "Are you ready?"

"Don't look down on others, you guy!"

The white bird moved.

Tingmu's eyes blurred and he saw a shadow appear in front of him in an instant. Before he could react, he felt a huge impact on his chest.

Bang! !

Bai Niao kicked Tingmu in the chest, sending him flying, and his embarrassed figure fell in the middle of the road.

"Cough-cough--" Tingmu lay on the ground, holding his chest and coughing continuously - this kick squeezed all the air out of his lungs.

This strength... this speed... this is five years old?!
He struggled to get up, staring at the white bird that was slowly walking towards him, feeling a strong sense of oppression... He didn't expect that the other party had such a domineering aura at such a young age!

"Great...awesome! It's my turn now!" Tingmu took a breath, clenched his fists, and charged towards Bai Niao.

Shiratori quietly looked at the rushing Tingmu and raised his hand casually——

Snapped.

Ting Mu's heavy punch was caught easily by a small hand.

"Impossible!" Ting Mu's face changed drastically.

"Nothing is impossible. Have you forgotten that my mother...is from the Thousand Hands?"

Shiratori grabbed the opponent's fist and pulled it towards himself - mainly because his arms were short and he couldn't hit him unless he got close enough.

Tingmu staggered when he was pulled, and just when he was about to resist, Bai Niao kicked him hard.

And this time, Shiratori didn't waste any more words. He rushed forward the moment Tingmu was kicked away. The large amount of chakra gathered on his arms caused his sleeves to flutter constantly, and even the air around his arms was slightly distorted.

He punched Tingmu's head!
Tingmu in mid-air finally came up with a countermeasure in the critical situation. He raised his arms in front of him, thinking that he could block the attack, but he did not see the smile on Bai Niao's mouth.

You are so naive, kid!
Bang!
Bai Niao's heavy punch hit Tingmu's crossed arms solidly, and then without any pause, he smashed the opponent's arms together with the incredulous face!
boom! !

A loud bang——

The air was filled with smoke and dust, and the snow was flying.

Tingmu fell to the ground, unable to get up. His arms were bent unnaturally, and his entire face was sunken from the beating. The pair of nostrils, whose shape could only be barely seen, were still spewing blood...

The white bird approached slowly, as if intending to make the final move.

"My grandfather is Uchiha Setsuna..." Tingmu's eyes were very terrified.

"I know, you've said it many times."

Shiratori squatted down and punched Tingmu in the face.

Tingmu rolled his eyes very decisively and fainted completely.

"You were defeated so easily, which shows that you don't practice seriously. It's a good thing that I beat you up. I can find out what you lack and make up for it later! Your grandfather should thank me!"

The white bird stood up, mumbling something, but kept glancing at the surrounding woods out of the corner of his eyes.

Strange... Am I really hallucinating?

.........

When the white bird's departing figure disappeared, two figures walked out of the woods.

"Hehe, if I show up right now, bow to that little devil and thank him solemnly, will he be very excited?"

Uchiha Setsuna, with his hair and beard all white, has a kind face, and there is almost no trace of the sinister and cunning nature of his youth.

Uchiha Fugaku lowered his head and did not respond.

"Boring, I was just joking." Setsuna turned his gaze back to the direction where the white bird left.

"He is indeed an interesting little devil, but..."

He patted his head and said dissatisfiedly: "He doesn't dodge when he can, he fights head-on, he's like a reckless man... Why does our little Uchiha have a strong flavor of Senju when fighting?"

"Master Setsuna, from what I know, Shiratori trained with his grandfather, and he is not considered an 'Uchiha' at the moment. If the status quo is maintained, no matter how talented he is, he will have nothing to do with the Uchiha clan."

When Setsuna turned around, he was greeted by Fugaku's unflinching gaze.

The two looked at each other.

One second...two seconds...

"Ah!"

Uchiha Setsuna sneered, turned around and left, his voice echoing in the cold wind of early winter -

"Fugaku, you finally look like a clan leader..."

(End of this chapter)