Naruto: Uchiha is not Raikage!

His little mind couldn't comprehend why there were two "mothers" who looked exactly alike; it was beyond his current understanding.

The moment Sasuke uttered that innocent question, Mikoto's emotions, which she had been forcibly suppressing, finally began to change.

A crimson hue appeared in his black eyes, followed by three black tomoe spinning continuously at such a speed that they almost merged into a blur!
Immediately afterwards, the three tomoe quickly connected and transformed into a more complex pattern.

That was Uchiha Mikoto's Mangekyou Sharingan!
The invisible pressure emanating from those crimson eyes made it difficult for Sasuke to breathe.

This was the first time Sasuke had ever witnessed his mother awaken the Mangekyou Sharingan!
He never imagined that his mother, who was always gentle and quiet, who would coax him to sleep in soft voices and prepare delicious lunches for him, could have such a terrifying side in her eyes.

He was so frightened that he took a half step back, his back slamming against the cold wall. His face instantly turned pale, and his heart pounded wildly in his chest as if it were about to explode.

The mother in front of him felt like a stranger.

Seeing her son's face turn pale and his body stiffen with fear at her out-of-control gaze, Mikoto's long eyelashes trembled violently. She took several deep breaths, trying to calm the anger that was about to consume her reason.

When I opened my eyes again, the eerie light of the kaleidoscope had faded, and it had returned to its warm black color.

She forced a gentle smile that was somewhat distorted by her emotional outburst, squatted down, and tried to soften her voice.

"Sasuke, don't be afraid, it's Mommy's fault."

She reached out to touch Sasuke's head, but found her fingertips were still trembling slightly, so she gently held his cold little hand instead.

“Tell Mom, where did you see ‘her’ and…your father?”

Sasuke was even more bewildered by his mother's sudden extreme shift from cold to gentle, and his heart continued to pound.

But he still answered honestly:

It's...it's near the intersection leading from the shopping street to Nanga Shrine...near the dango shop..."

"Okay, Mom understands."

Mikoto stood up, and the forced gentle smile on her face vanished instantly, replaced by a blank expression.

"Sasuke, stay home and don't go anywhere. Lock the door. Mom has something very important to do and needs to go out right away."

After saying that, she didn't even have time to change out of her casual home clothes. She turned around and walked quickly towards the door.

Not long after, a slight turning sound came from the lock of the door.

Sasuke thought it was his mother returning, but it turned out to be his older brother, Uchiha Itachi.

Having just finished a day's mission with the Anbu and returned home covered in dust and exhaustion, Itachi Uchiha pushed open the door and walked in.

"Sasuke, what's wrong? What happened?"

Itachi put down what he was holding and walked over to Sasuke.

"Nissan!"

Sasuke seemed to have found his only support and quickly ran to Itachi's side, tightly gripping his sleeve with his small hands.

"Mom...Mom's eyes just turned really scary, they were red and they kept changing shape, and then she went out in a huff!"

He described it incoherently.

"Does it have a magatama pattern?"

"Itachi asked."

"No, it's a different pattern."

Upon hearing this, Itachi's delicate brows immediately furrowed tightly.

In this way, it can be determined that it is not the Sharingan with tomoe, but the Sharingan with mangekyou.

He was one of the very few people who knew that his mother possessed the Mangekyou Sharingan, but his mother had always been calm and reserved with a strong ability to control her emotions. What could have caused her to lose control of her emotions to the point of involuntarily activating the Mangekyou Sharingan and even frightening Sasuke?

"Why is Mother angry? Sasuke, tell me slowly, tell me everything you know."

Itachi calmly pressed for answers while gently patting his younger brother's back to comfort him.

Sasuke calmed down a bit under his brother's steady voice and then recounted how he had encountered "another mother" with his father at the crossroads, and how "mother" had strangely asked him his name and didn't even remember his father.

He recounted in as much detail as possible the terrifying reaction his mother had when he told her, a reaction so intense it was like turning on a kaleidoscope.

Upon hearing this, even someone as composed as Itachi showed a fleeting moment of realization in his eyes.

With his wisdom and insight, he immediately understood the crux of the problem.

The person who looked exactly like her mother could not have been disguised by ordinary transformation techniques or clumsy disguises; otherwise, there would have been no way she could have fooled her father's all-seeing eyes.

Thinking back to his father's unfathomable, almost divine, space-time abilities, Itachi guessed that this woman who looked exactly like his mother might just be someone who looked the same.

Or perhaps it's Mikoto from another world.

Of course, Itachi wasn't entirely sure what it was.

After all, no matter how outrageous the thing is, it won't seem outrageous when it happens to your father, Kiyoshi.

He gently patted Sasuke on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, Sasuke, Mother is just... dealing with some things that need immediate attention, and she's a little agitated. It's not directed at you."

He paused, looking out at the deep night. "You rest at home first, lock the door, I'll go out and check the situation."

…………

Meanwhile, on the streets of Konoha.

The two continued walking.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Mirror Image Mikoto turned around.

In her gaze, there was a woman looking at her.

The woman's expression was icy cold, filled with undisguised rage, and she was staring sharply and directly in this direction!

Mirror?

Mikoto's first reaction.

Do not……

That's definitely not me!
Mikoto's mirror image exclaimed inwardly.

At almost the same time, Mikoto, filled with icy anger and determined to find the "imposter," also spotted Kiyoshi at a glance.

And the people around Kiyoshi.

A woman dressed in an unfamiliar style but clearly a ninja outfit, and looking exactly like her, was standing next to Kiyoshi, looking at her with her head slightly turned to the side.

"!!!"

Through the same "mirror," and with Kiyoshi as the connecting point, the two Mikotos clearly saw each other's existence!

Both of them were filled with unprecedented surprise, their minds going completely blank.

There really is another version of myself that looks exactly like me?
Humans are visual creatures, so visual impact is often the greatest.

Kiyoshi immediately noticed Uchiha Mikoto's arrival and the Mangekyou Sharingan in her eyes that had not yet completely subsided.

There was no surprise on his face; this situation was already within his expectations or control.

Uchiha Mikoto suppressed the raging storm in her heart and quickly walked forward. She stared intently at the mirror image of Mikoto for several seconds, scrutinizing every detail from head to toe.

With the insight of her Mangekyou Sharingan, she was absolutely certain that the person in front of her was not using illusion or any known "transformation technique"!
Then, she turned her gaze to Qing.

"Kiyoshi! What's going on? Who is she... why... why is she with me..."

She pointed at the mirror image of Mikoto, her words filled with confusion and bewilderment.

Mirror Mikoto was also intimidated by the powerful aura of the main world Mikoto, especially the faint kaleidoscope pressure in the other's eyes, which made her subconsciously take half a step back, her body slightly tense, and she looked at Kiyoshi, the only one in the field who remained calm, with some helplessness.

She doesn't have the Mangekyou Sharingan, she only has the three-tomoe level.

In the other world, she seemed much more powerful, and even possessed the Mangekyou Sharingan!

Kiyoshi took a step forward, his figure positioned precisely between the two Mikotos.

"Do not be nervous."

Qingsi spoke lightly.

He first looked at Uchiha Mikoto, who was looking at the Mangekyou Sharingan.

"Let me introduce you. This is Uchiha Mikoto from another world. You can think of her as... someone from a parallel world who went in a different direction at a crossroads of fate."

He then turned to Mikoto, whose expression was awkward and wary, and spoke in the same flat tone:

"And this one is my lover in this world, Uchiha Mikoto."

'spouse……'

Hearing Kiyoshi's words, especially his public admission, Mikoto's anger subsided considerably.

She could even conclude that she had misunderstood Kiyoshi.

"So this is... me from a parallel world?"

Mikoto carefully examined the mirror image of Mikoto again, and gradually noticed that the other person's temperament was indeed slightly different from her own. There was less of the gentleness of a wife and mother between her brows, but more of a sharp and independent aura.

In this light, it's understandable that Sasuke would admit his mistake.

The mirror image of Mikoto was also filled with confusion and surprise. She looked at the main world's Mikoto and realized that this was "herself" in this world.
This is the person who conceived a child with Kiyoshi, and who would unleash such terrifying rage and possessiveness simply because a woman resembling himself appears in Kiyoshi's life...?
The feeling was incredibly strange, like looking into a distorted mirror—both familiar and alien.

Am I really that petty?
Mikoto's reflection couldn't help but think.

"Let's go, this isn't the place to talk."

Qingsi asked the two women to find a place to sit down and talk slowly.

The two Mikotos subconsciously exchanged a glance, and both saw complex and unfathomable emotions in each other's eyes, which were exactly the same as their own.

So they silently followed behind Kiyoshi, one in front and one behind.

The three of them arrived at a beverage shop called "Ganli Gan". The shop was softly lit and filled with a faint, sweet chestnut aroma.

Kiyoshi found the quietest corner booth and gestured for the two of them to sit down.

He ordered three cups of the local specialty chestnut tea.

The drink was quickly served by a waitress in a cute uniform. The rich milk tea in the delicate porcelain cup emitted an enticing aroma. Kiyoshi calmly picked up the cup in front of him, stirred it gently with the straw, and then took a sip. The warm, smooth liquid, with the unique sweetness of chestnuts, spread in his mouth.

He nodded slightly, seemingly satisfied with the taste.

Looking at Kiyoshi's calm demeanor as if nothing had happened, and then at the "herself" opposite her holding a cup, Mikoto Uchiha felt a surge of jealousy and a sense of unease about her territory being threatened.

She took a deep breath, picked up the cup of tea in front of her, but instead of drinking it immediately, she suddenly made a bold move.

She held the tea she had just taken a sip of to Kiyoshi's lips.

"Kiyoshi, would you like to try my drink? I feel like the sweetness is a little different from yours. Why don't you give it a try?"

Kiyoshi glanced at her, then naturally lowered his head slightly and calmly took a sip from the straw where Uchiha Mikoto had just drunk.

"Hmm, they are a little different; yours seems to be sweeter."

He commented, then handed the cup back as if it were a trivial matter.

Mikoto Uchiha took the cup, her fingertips seemingly still carrying the subtle sensation of Kiyoshi's lips touching the straw.

She felt a strange sense of security because of Kiyoshi's actions.

As Mikoto watched this scene, she felt her cheeks burning hot.

Although it was "herself" from another world who was making such intimate gestures, and theoretically it had nothing to do with her, she still felt a sense of shame.

The person opposite her looks exactly like her. Wouldn't it look like she herself had just done that thing?
She quickly lowered her head, held the warm porcelain cup tightly in both hands, and sipped the milk tea slowly.

Kiyoshi took in the starkly different reactions of the two "Mikotos," and without further ado, he explained the general origins of the mirror image Mikoto in concise and clear language.

After hearing Kiyoshi's explanation, Mikoto Uchiha's anger and unease subsided, replaced by curiosity.

It turns out that I really am someone from another world... not some scheming imposter.

Looking at the other person's blushing profile, which was lowered in embarrassment, and the features that were exactly the same as her own, she suddenly felt that she wasn't so angry anymore.

"So, she's only here temporarily, for...tourism?"

Mikoto Uchiha confirmed again, her tone much softer.

"I won't stay for long."

Mikoto Mirror spoke up.

She has so much to do in another world, how could she possibly stay here forever?

"If it's just for a day or two, it's not a big problem."

"Yes, just wait a bit."

Mikoto nodded in the mirror image.

She originally intended to take one look and leave.

But once she actually saw the world, she felt like she wanted to stay a few more days.

As for her world, there won't be any problems as long as she doesn't show herself for a short period of time.

The tribespeople would assume that she was constantly practicing her spiritual cultivation at home.

“I’ll arrange the accommodation. We’ll stay in the settlement. I know there’s an empty room there with all the facilities.”

Uchiha Mikoto said.

“Sure, you can arrange it.” Kiyoshi had no objection; he was happy to see things develop in a controllable direction.

Seeing that the main matters had been preliminarily arranged, Kiyoshi stood up and straightened the hem of his neatly pressed garment:

"You can get to know each other first. I have some things to take care of back in that world, so I'll come back later."

After saying that, without waiting for the two Mikotos to respond, his figure vanished into thin air without warning, leaving no trace, right before their eyes.

Through the stable spatial portal, Kiyoshi instantly returned to the Ino family in the "Limited Tsukuyomi" world.

Upon seeing Kiyoshi's figure appear out of thin air, Ino's face immediately broke into a smile.

"Mr. Kiyoshi, you're back just in time. Dinner is ready. I tried making a new flavor of miso soup today."

Uchiha Hikaru sat up slightly.

Hinata, the leader, let out a soft hum through her nose and deliberately turned her head away, presenting the back of her head to Seiji. However, her white eyes couldn't help but secretly glance at his every move out of the corner of her eye.

Kiyoshi, as if returning to his own home, naturally walked to the head seat of the dining table and sat down, his eyes sweeping over the colorful, fragrant, and delicious dishes on the table.

"Let's eat."

Kiyoshi picked up his chopsticks.

Dinner began in this atmosphere that is difficult to describe accurately in words.

Ino tries her best to play the role of a warm hostess, constantly looking for topics to talk about.

Uchiha Hikaru ate quietly, making almost no sound, and his presence was extremely minimal.

Yecang didn't eat much; he spent most of his time observing everyone, especially Kiyoshi, whose lips always held a faint, theatrical smile.

She was curious whether Kiyoshi would ever make a mistake.
Hinata, the eldest sister, clearly had no appetite. She poked at the plump grains of rice in her bowl with her chopsticks, obviously preoccupied and unable to swallow.

Kiyoshi ate a few bites of food, tasted the new miso soup Ino had mentioned, and found it to be quite delicious. As if suddenly remembering something, he put down his chopsticks and turned his gaze to Uchiha Hikaru beside him.

"Hikaru, how's your advanced training in chakra nature and form transformation going lately? Have you encountered any difficulties?"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Hikaru spoke up:

"Lord Kiyoshi, I have been training, and my sustained chakra output and precise control have improved significantly, and at the same time..."

Uchiha Hikaru described his training progress and the bottlenecks he encountered.

Seeing Uchiha Hikaru so earnestly reporting her training to Kiyoshi, and knowing that Kiyoshi had clearly given her detailed guidance beforehand, Hinata's jealousy and competitive spirit, like a bonfire doused with oil, suddenly surged up!

She suddenly said:
"Kiyoshi-kun, my Gentle Fist... I feel like I've hit a bottleneck lately... I always feel like I can't generate power smoothly, could you give me some pointers?"

Kiyoshi glanced at her, nodded, and readily agreed:

"can."

Hinata, the eldest sister, has a great figure, and her teaching and training would surely be a pleasure to watch.

After finishing his meal, Kiyoshi stood up and said:
"Let's go to the backyard."

Ino watched Kiyoshi and Hinata leave one after the other, her eyes dimming involuntarily. She bit her lower lip gently, but ultimately said nothing and silently continued clearing the dishes.

Yekura sank deeper into the soft sofa, picked up the slightly cool tea on the table and took a sip. The interest in watching the show in her eyes grew even stronger. She was very curious about how this unfathomable Lord Kiyoshi would guide this hot-tempered Hyuga lady.

Using the Flying Thunder God Technique, Hinata led her boss to a quiet training ground. Hinata walked to the center of the courtyard, took a deep breath, and assumed the standard starting stance of the Hyuga Gentle Fist. Her eyes became serious, and she temporarily put aside her miscellaneous emotions.

"Begin, attack with the most proficient and strongest moves you currently know."

Kiyoshi stood a few steps away from her, his hands behind his back.

Hinata, the leader, nodded, her chakra rapidly circulating within her body. In an instant, she sprang into action, rushing forward like an arrow released from a bow.

His palms were enveloped in condensed light blue chakra. His attacks were swift as the wind, his palm shadows flying as he attacked the vital acupoints around Kiyoshi's body, creating a rapid whooshing sound.

It is the "Gentle Fist - Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms," a secret technique passed down by the Hyuga clan, known for its speed and ability to seal pressure points.

However, her swift attack seemed like a slow-motion video to Kiyoshi.

Every movement, every flow of chakra, became clear and slow.

Kiyoshi didn't even move a step, remaining standing in the same spot. He simply raised one hand casually, flicking his fingers, brushing the edge of his palm, or slightly turning his wrist. Each seemingly insignificant movement targeted the weakest point in her moves.

"The speed is acceptable, but the chakra in the palm is not concentrated enough, it is scattered and not condensed, and the penetrating power is insufficient. The coordination between footwork and palm techniques is also too stiff, lacking agility and change when facing an enemy."

Kiyoshi effortlessly deflected her attacks as if strolling in a garden, while pointing out her shortcomings.

Hinata, the leader of the group, became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. How could Kiyoshi be so strong?
"However, there are still many things wrong with your power exertion."

As Kiyoshi spoke, veins bulged on his forehead in Hinata's astonished gaze.

Those black eyes quickly changed to a bright white.

That is the Byakugan, the unique bloodline limit that the Hyuga clan is so proud of!

"Byakugan, how could you... how could you possibly have Byakugan?"

Hinata, the leader, looked at Kiyoshi with suspicion.

During the year that Kiyoshi was away, information about him was constantly being analyzed.

Ultimately, he was identified as a Uchiha clan ninja who had been living away from home.

Only ninjas of the Uchiha clan can use "Susanoo".

But then, where did Kiyoshi's eye roll come from?

The Hyuga clan has never leaked the Byakugan, so how could Kiyoshi possess it?

This completely defies common sense in the ninja world!
"Don't be surprised."

Kiyoshi rolled his eyes at her.

Hinata, the leader, felt as if she had nothing to hide from those eyes, from her meridians and bones to the flow of her chakra and her inner thoughts.

"Power has no single form of expression, and the limits of bloodline limit are not absolute. Now, put away your distracting thoughts and see clearly how chakra should flow more efficiently in the meridians."

As he spoke, Kiyoshi stopped just defending. He used his fingers instead of his palm, and with a slight movement of his body, he began to actively use the techniques of the Gentle Fist.

From his Byakugan perspective, the flow of chakra and the timing of the opening and closing of pressure points are as clear as the lines on the palm of one's hand.

His movements may seem slow, but every subtle change in angle contains the essence of soft boxing.

In terms of Gentle Fist alone, Kiyoshi is ahead of all the Hyuga clan members.

This is what is called... talent.

Hinata, the eldest sister, was initially stunned by Seiji's Byakugan, but soon she was captivated by the exquisite Gentle Fist technique that Seiji displayed, which far exceeded her understanding.

She once again realized that Kiyoshi's strength had far exceeded her imagination, reaching a height she could hardly attain. (End of Chapter)