Naruto: I'm in Konoha, my name is Uzumaki Menma

Chapter 242 Fugaku's Ambition! Success means revolution!
the next day.

The night in Star City is quiet and deep, and the offices on the top floor of the administration building are brightly lit.

Uchiha Hikaru presented Menma with a detailed list of action plans.

"Sir, the preliminary list of personnel and the plan have been finalized. Please take a look." Guang's voice was clear and cold, echoing in the quiet room.

Even if the two have a close relationship, they still need to address each other by their job titles when working.

Mianma took the scroll, his gaze sweeping over the familiar names and meticulous plans on it.

The first squad, led by Hikaru himself, was tasked with rescuing the survivors of the Uchiha clan.

The members include: Uchiha Shisui (Mangekyou Sharingan), Miyagi En (Blood Dragon Eye), Gota (Smoke Kekkei), Kaguya Kimimaro (Shikotsumyaku), Mizuki Haku (Ice Release), and Yukimi (Smoke Kekkei).

All seven of them possessed bloodline limits, and even the weakest among them firmly stood at the level of a special Jonin.

This is an absolutely sharp dagger, enough to tear through any defense.

The second squad, led by Vanilla Uzumaki, was tasked with supporting the Hyuga branch family.

The members include: Natsume, Hotaru, Chino Miyajo, Toshito Morishita, Hazuki Murahashi, and four other experienced special Jonin, for a total of nine people.

This team is generally equipped with chakra-powered armor, which combines infiltration, protection, and a certain degree of offensive capability, making them capable of handling various situations that may arise during the rendezvous.

The third squad, tasked with creating chaos and ambush, is under the full command of Kisame Hoshigaki, the leader of the Dark Division.

All members are from the Anbu, totaling nine members, including even bloodline limit holders like Miyajo Jin and promising newcomers like Ita Suke.

They are experts in sabotage, assassination, disguise, and sniping, making them ideal candidates for creating panic and delaying the enemy's elite forces.

In terms of the action plan, Guang proposed a key modification.

She pointed to a hidden marker on the map located on the border of the Land of Fire: "Considering that the Flying Thunder God Technique can transport a large number of people over long distances, especially including many women and children from the Uchiha and Hyuga clans, the chakra consumption is enormous and the spatial tremors may have unpredictable effects on them. I suggest that we activate this backup passage."

Mianma's gaze fell on the mark.

That was a hidden exit left on the border of the Land of Fire, connecting to the moon.

After the main passage was connected to the Star City, this original entrance was not completely destroyed; it was simply temporarily hidden by a powerful seal placed on it by the sealing team led by Vanilla.

“We can quietly lift the lockdown here ahead of schedule,” Guang continued to explain.

"Before the operation begins, the three squads will quickly reach the border exit of the Land of Fire through the main entrance of the Moon Passage in the Star Capital. From there, they will advance to the outer perimeter of the Konoha Village Protection Barrier and lie in ambush. Once the signal for the operation is given, we can forcefully break through the barrier from the outside, which will allow us to intervene in the battlefield at the fastest speed. The commotion of breaking through the barrier will also effectively create chaos and distract Konoha's attention."

With a numb face, he tapped his fingers lightly on the table, pondered for a moment, and then slowly nodded: "The plan is thorough and the personnel allocation is reasonable. Let's proceed with the preliminary preparations and drills according to this plan."

He raised his head and looked at Minato and Kushina beside him: "Father, Mother, you will accompany the team, but unless absolutely necessary, you do not need to take direct action. Your task is... to witness firsthand and, if necessary, ensure the safety of some key figures."

Minato nodded solemnly, a hint of sorrow in his gray eyes.

Kushina clenched her fists tightly, her red hair seemingly swaying slightly with anger, but she tried her best to control herself and nodded emphatically: "I understand. We will hold back."

"As for Shisui..." Menma stood up: "I'll go and inform him myself."

As night deepened, Uchiha Shisui sat alone on the veranda of his courtyard, gazing at the sparse stars in the sky, his brow furrowed, deep in thought.

Suddenly, extremely subtle ripples appeared in the space behind him, like water droplets falling into a calm lake.

Shisui's body tensed instantly, and his right hand instinctively gripped the hilt of his sword, causing the three-tomoe jade to suddenly light up in the darkness!

"Don't be nervous, it's me."

A figure appeared silently in the center of the courtyard, as if he had always been there.

The black divine robes and white three-eyed fox mask exuded a mysterious and majestic aura under the cool moonlight.

Shisui's tense body slowly relaxed: "Lord Shura? What brings you here so late at night?"

Menma slowly raised her hand, her fingertips holding a black letter made of a special material. The letter had no words on its surface, but was an exquisitely crafted invitation bearing the red five-pointed star emblem of the Star Kingdom.

"This is an invitation." A calm, unwavering voice came from behind the mask: "The 'Night of the Massacre' theater, prepared by the Konoha leadership for your clansmen who share the same blood, is about to open. Don't forget to attend on time."

The black letter floated lightly towards Zhishui and landed precisely in his hand.

It was icy to the touch, yet seemed to carry a scorching heat.

Shisui's fingers trembled slightly, and the bloody, desperate, and real fragments of the future that Shura had shown him through illusion magic uncontrollably resurfaced in his mind.

Clan members lay dead in pools of blood, familiar streets were engulfed in flames, and the executor, wielding a sharp blade and with an expressionless face... was none other than Uchiha Itachi!

Could it be... that all of that is really going to become a reality?

Itachi... he really will...

Overwhelmed by immense grief and disbelief, Shisui found it nearly impossible to breathe.

He gripped the invitation tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

After a long silence, he suddenly raised his head, his crimson three-tomoe Sharingan gleaming eerily in the night. His voice was hoarse from the effort he was putting down: "If... if Konoha really raises its sword against the Uchiha... if Itachi really..."

He paused, as if using all his strength, before continuing, "...Then I will no longer hesitate. I will lead all my people who are willing to live away from that rotten prison!"

Beneath the mask, Mianma's lips seemed to twitch slightly.

He didn't speak again, but simply nodded slightly. The next moment, his figure disappeared quietly as if it had never existed, as if it had blended into the night.

Only Shisui remained standing alone in the courtyard, clutching the black invitation that symbolized despair and choice, speechless for a long time.

A few nights later, at the Nanga Shrine in the Uchiha clan compound of Konoha.

The atmosphere was more somber and oppressive than at any previous clan gathering.

Inside the massive shrine, flickering candlelight illuminated faces etched with anger, resentment, and determination.

Those who were able to enter this place were almost all clan members who had awakened the three-tomoe Sharingan. Even Uchiha Mikoto, who had long since retired and was now a stay-at-home wife and mother, appeared in the crowd, her face filled with deep worry.

Uchiha Itachi, hidden in the shadow of a large tree on the outskirts of the shrine, wearing an ANBU mask, coldly watched as familiar clansmen entered the shrine one by one.

His heart felt like it was being torn apart, with the blood ties and bonds of his family on one side and the orders of the village and the so-called "righteousness" on the other.

After the clan meeting ended, the clansmen left, and the shrine gates were closed, Itachi gestured to the other Anbu members behind him and whispered, "Continue to keep a close watch on this place and record everyone who enters and leaves. I'm going to report to the Hokage and Lord Danzo."

"Yes!" several secret agents responded in low voices.

Itachi's figure vanished instantly. But instead of heading to the Hokage Building, he took a long detour and, relying on his familiarity with the clan's security arrangements, silently infiltrated the shrine in a few leaps and bounds, expertly finding the entrance to the underground chamber.

Pushing open the heavy stone door, the secret room was dimly lit, with only a few torches providing illumination.

Fugaku Uchiha stood quietly in front of the ancient stone tablet with his back to the entrance, as if deep in thought or waiting for something.

"You've come, Itachi." Fugaku didn't turn around; his voice was low and calm, as if he had already anticipated his son's arrival.

Itachi slowly walked into the secret chamber and closed the stone door.

He looked at his father's retreating figure with a complex expression: "Father."

Fugaku slowly turned around, his gaze not falling on Itachi, but still fixed on the stone tablet: "This stone tablet, inherited from the era of the Sage of Six Paths, records the origin of the Uchiha and... their true power. Ordinary Sharingan can only see the most superficial part."

He finally turned his gaze to Itachi, his three-tomoe Sharingan slowly rotating in the dim light: "Those with higher ocular power can see more. For example... you, who have awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan, should have already seen deeper things, right?"

Itachi's pupils contracted slightly, but he did not deny it. He simply said in a deep voice, "Father, do you need me to tell you what is recorded above?"

"That's not necessary." Fugaku shook his head slightly, and then the three-tomoe pattern in his eyes suddenly changed!
The complex patterns quickly connected and transformed, turning into the Kaleidoscope Sharingan!
"Father! You..." For the first time, Itachi's face showed genuine shock. Could this be the source of his father's confidence to plot a rebellion?
Looking at his son's shocked expression, Fugaku explained calmly, "These eyes were opened during the Third Shinobi World War when I witnessed my dearest friend sacrifice himself to protect me, amidst extreme grief and bloodshed."

A flicker of reminiscence and pain crossed his eyes, but it quickly vanished.

He turned back to the stone tablet: "However, even with these eyes, what can be glimpsed is only the tip of the iceberg of the tablet's secrets. I speculate that the path of the Sharingan can go even further..."

"Like...Uchiha Hikaru?" Itachi blurted out instinctively.

Currently, the strongest Uchiha in the entire ninja world, capable of surpassing them and the missing Shisui, is that one from the Land of Stars.

Therefore, both Fugaku and Itachi speculated that Hikaru Uchiha's Mangekyou Sharingan may have surpassed the limits of the ordinary Mangekyou Sharingan.

Fugaku nodded slowly: "Perhaps. Although I cannot see through what lies ahead, Itachi, with your wisdom, you should have already seen the desperate situation the Uchiha clan is facing."

"But that cannot be a reason to start a rebellion!" Itachi's tone became somewhat agitated: "Once war breaks out, it will only drag our clan and village into the abyss!"

"But the higher-ups in Konoha have never stopped fearing and persecuting us!" Fugaku's voice rose a few decibels, filled with long-suppressed anger.

"They constantly shrink our living space, scrutinizing every Uchiha with suspicious and isolating eyes!"

"That's because of the Nine-Tails' rampage!" Itachi retorted. "Many people saw the Sharingan pattern in the Nine-Tails' eye! The higher-ups are worried that the Uchiha will once again control the Tailed Beast and destroy the village!"

Fugaku turned around, his gaze fixed intently on his son: "In all the Uchiha history I know, only the legendary Uchiha Madara was able to control the Nine-Tails! Since him, no one else has been able to do it! Even if the current Uchiha Hikaru might possess that power, what about eight years ago?"

Fugaku recalled his visit with Uchiha Hikari and Shura. Uchiha Hikari looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old. How old was she eight years ago?

"Are they really going to drive the entire Uchiha clan to the brink of destruction just because of a baseless suspicion?"

His tone was filled with helplessness and sorrow: "Since the path of peaceful coexistence has been completely blocked, then replacing those prejudiced leaders may be the only option for the survival of the family."

Itachi's Mangekyou Sharingan stared intently at his father: "So... Father, are you planning to use the power of these Mangekyou Sharingan to overthrow the higher-ups by force and become Hokage yourself?"

"This is... the common wish of the majority of the clan." Fugaku's voice lowered, carrying a hint of barely perceptible weariness: "As the clan leader, I cannot go against this overwhelming public opinion. But I... have never truly considered resolving this through force."

He pointed to his eyes: "Precisely because I possess these eyes that could potentially control the Nine-Tails, I must conceal their existence even more."

"Why?" Itachi asked, puzzled.

"Because once the clansmen learn that I possess the power of the Kaleidoscope, what will the most radical clansmen do?" A fierce glint flashed in Fugaku's eyes: "They will force me, they will use even more extreme methods to achieve their goals! That will only drag the clan and the village into an abyss of no return!"

Before he could finish speaking, Fugaku's Mangekyou Sharingan suddenly aimed at Itachi!

Itachi felt the scene before him suddenly change, and his consciousness was instantly pulled into an incredibly realistic illusionary world!

He felt as if he were in Konoha engulfed in flames, with shouts of battle deafening the heavens.

He saw the crazed Uchiha clan members kidnap young Naruto, roughly shoving him in front of Fugaku. Countless bloodshot eyes stared intently at Fugaku, roaring.

"Clan leader! Use your power! Unleash the Nine-Tails! Let them see the wrath of the Uchiha!"

"If Konoha won't give us a way out, then we'll destroy it!"

"Use the Nine-Tails! Tear them apart!"

Amidst the chaos and extreme emotions, Fugaku was forced to unleash the power of his Mangekyou Sharingan on the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki.

A gigantic nine-tailed fox roared as it appeared, its blood-red Sharingan mark clearly visible in its eyes!

The Nine-Tailed Fox is wreaking havoc! It has begun to destroy the village!
A gigantic claw slammed down, shattering houses like building blocks! A beam of light from a Tailed Beast Ball swept across, leveling a bustling street!
Countless Konoha ninja resisted in terror, but their flesh and blood were like ants in the face of the power of the tailed beasts!

Screams, explosions, and the sounds of collapsing buildings intertwined to create a symphony of hell!
Konoha ninjas charged relentlessly towards the Nine-Tails, suffering heavy casualties...

The Uchiha clan's territory was also engulfed in flames, and the elderly, children, and women cried out in despair...

In the end, the entire Hidden Leaf Village was reduced to ruins, and the Uchiha clan was almost completely wiped out...

"Ugh!" The genjutsu ended, and in reality, Itachi Uchiha's knees buckled, and he collapsed heavily to the ground, his forehead covered in cold sweat, panting heavily, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

The scene was too real, too tragic!

"Did you see that clearly, Itachi?" Fugaku's voice carried weariness and a hint of relief as the kaleidoscope in his eyes slowly faded. "This is one of the most despairing futures I foresaw. The kaleidoscope brings not only power, but also heavy shackles..."

He looked at his son, who was almost completely exhausted, and his voice suddenly became heavy and filled with a sense of entrustment: "But, Itachi... if your strength can join in, if you are willing to help me..."

The weasel suddenly raised its head.

Fugaku's eyes were filled with complex emotions as a father and clan leader: "With your strength, if we cooperate from the inside and launch a lightning-fast attack, we can control the Third Hokage, Shimura Danzo, and those two advisors, Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu!"

"As long as we control Konoha's top decision-making level and paralyze their command system, even if some small-scale battles and conflicts break out during the process, as long as the core objective is achieved, the entire coup can be completed at minimal cost!"

"At that time, we Uchiha will regain control of the village and gain the status and respect we deserve! Konoha will no longer have to suffer the ravages of war! This is the best outcome!"

"A coup... no, if it succeeds, it will be a revolution! A bloodless revolution!" Having made up his mind to rebel, Fugaku also prepared for the worst.

“Bloodless…revolution…” Itachi murmured, repeating the word over and over, his heart filled with turmoil.

On one side is the hellish scene in the illusion, and on the other is the seemingly feasible, bloodless path described by her father...

Fugaku stepped forward, placed his hand on Itachi's shoulder, and said in a tone heavier than ever before, even with a hint of pleading, "Itachi, you are my son, and a genius that the Uchiha clan sees only once in a century. For the future of the Uchiha clan... I beg you!"

Inside the sealed room, only the crackling of the burning torches and the rapid beating of the weasel's heart could be heard.

A choice as heavy as a mountain weighed on Itachi Uchiha's shoulders.

(End of this chapter)