Fugaku has gone mad; he's going to create a new Uchiha clan in Kirigakure.

In front of the mirror, Fugaku Uchiha touched his face. He could feel it; it was warm. It wasn't a dream. He recalled the last scene in his memory: being hit in the waist by a lucky charm.

Therefore, the conclusion is quite simple.

With the help of the Great Luck, he was "sent" to the world of "Naruto" and became the head of the Uchiha clan, Uchiha Fugaku.

"only..."

Recalling his predecessor's memories, the new Uchiha Fugaku frowned.

In his attempt to glimpse the future, the original owner of this body recklessly used the power of his Mangekyou Sharingan, resulting in the exhaustion of his eye power and his collapse. Just then, his soul crossed over from another dimension, unexpectedly usurping the body and absorbing the slumbering soul...

Of course, he didn't feel guilty about killing Fugaku Uchiha. When it comes to life and death, only the most primal animalistic instincts come into play, and everything else has to take a backseat.

Furthermore, this guy is the biggest person responsible for the tragedy of the Uchiha clan.

Indecisive and hesitant, he dared not fight or surrender. Knowing his son was scheming, he still dared to send him to the Anbu. What was the result? He was brainwashed by the Third Hokage and became the number one beast in the ninja world.

He felt no psychological burden at all for possessing such a person's body. In fact, he would even curse back, because based on what his predecessor had seen, he already knew that the legendary night of genocide was today!

This is also why he frowned; his own situation was, damn it, no different from Guo Degang's crosstalk "I Want to Time Travel"...

General, Huanggutun is just ahead.

..

Of course, it wasn't all bad news.

Through this process, the overexertion of the Mangekyou Sharingan was cured, and its abilities were refreshed, based on the obsession in his heart.

Unfortunately, as an ordinary person, his biggest obsessions were only those two things.

so..

A kaleidoscope in my left eye, the Yellow Springs Restaurant—I can eat whatever I want and never gain weight...

A kaleidoscope in her right eye, Takami Sanju, and inexhaustible 'energy'.

..

Looking up at the twilight sky outside, Fugaku Uchiha couldn't help but sigh.

Right now, the Uchiha clan should be completely surrounded, not even a mosquito could fly out. That beastly son of the original owner is probably hiding in some corner with Uchiha Obito, spying on the Uchiha clan.

What?

Cold dish...

As an outsider, he felt no psychological pressure to abandon anyone, but even for himself, escaping was impossible.

After all, everyone knows that.

A Border Collie is a Border Collie, and a dog is a dog.

Madara Uchiha is Madara Uchiha, and the Uchiha clan is the Uchiha clan.

Madara Uchiha could sweep through Konoha in a Gundam even without his eyes, but others, even with the Mangekyou Sharingan and Susanoo, are at best at the level of a summoned beast from one of the Three Sacred Lands, and they can wear you down to death.

Not to mention, he had just transmigrated. Although he had integrated the memories of his predecessor, he still needed time to adjust and adapt to the control of his body, the use of ninjutsu, and the understanding of the entire chakra system.

Basically, from all perspectives, and frankly speaking, he's doomed.

so..

Since things have come to this, let's go to sleep...

..

"Fugaku..."

Fugaku Uchiha pushed open the door to the second-floor bedroom. Mikoto Uchiha was sitting there with a worried expression. A few days ago, Itachi Uchiha, her son, had the most intense argument in history with her husband, and then he never came back.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the entire Uchiha clan's settlement area was inexplicably eerie.

As a former Jonin and the owner of the three-tomoe Sharingan, even after being a housewife for many years, she still retains basic analytical skills.

She felt that something big might be about to happen soon.

So, when she saw her husband walk in, all she could do was hope that he could find a solution to the problem.

"Honey.."

Looking at Uchiha Mikoto who was staring at her.

A smile appeared on Fugaku Uchiha's face as he sat down beside her. His gaze fell on his wife's face, and a ripple of emotion stirred within him.

Before he transmigrated, he had only seen this character on the screen. At that time, he thought she was gentle and beautiful, the "perfect wife" in the hearts of countless Naruto fans. But now, the real person was right in front of him, and the impact was far beyond what the two-dimensional world could compare to.

The predecessor was so stubborn, all he thought about was family, coups, and the future. He was guarding such a treasure but didn't know how to cherish it. It was such a waste.

With that thought, his hand naturally wrapped around Uchiha Mikoto's waist.

Mikoto's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed, and she leaned gently against her husband's broad shoulders.

The worries, fears, and uncertainty about her son and family's future that had been building up over the past few days were almost crushing her. At this moment, her husband's steady body heat and strong arms were the only lifeline she could hold onto. She needed this support to relieve her stress, even if it was just for a moment of peace.

However, this peace was soon shattered.

Because she sensed that her husband's hand, which was around her waist, was starting to wander...

"Fugaku..."

Mikoto Uchiha looked up, a blush rising on her cheeks. She glanced at her husband with a mixture of helplessness and reproach. What time was it? The world was in chaos, the clan was in imminent danger, and their son was missing. How could he still be thinking like this...?

Fugaku Uchiha looked at her blushing face; even without her Sharingan activated, it was still clear and captivating.

He smiled, tightened his grip on her arm, and pulled her closer to him, his voice low and carrying a strange certainty.

"Don't worry, I'm here for you."

After saying that, before Mikoto could say anything more, he leaned down and gently pushed her down onto the soft bed.

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The flickering candlelight cast shifting shadows on several aged, somber faces.

Hiruzen Sarutobi had a pipe in his mouth, and smoke swirled around him.

Danzo Shimura leaned on a cane, his one eye lowered.

Mitokado En and Utatane Koharu sat on either side, their expressions serious.

The one kneeling before them was Itachi Uchiha.

His face was in shadow, so his expression was not visible.

"The Uchiha clan has already decided to rebel."

Itachi Uchiha's voice was calm and even, as if he were stating something that had nothing to do with him.

What are your thoughts?

Hiruzen Sarutobi slowly opened his mouth.

"I will carry out the purge."

Uchiha Itachi raised his head, his eyes filled with unfathomable darkness.

"On the condition that the village guarantees the safety of my younger brother, Uchiha Sasuke, and allows him to live a normal life in Konoha as an unsuspecting survivor."

Hiruzen Sarutobi remained silent for a moment, then exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.

"Sasuke is a ninja of Konoha. In the name of the Hokage, I promise that Konoha will take full responsibility for his safety and well-being."

His gaze toward Itachi was filled with complex emotions: regret, heaviness, and a hint of barely perceptible manipulation.

"Uchiha Itachi, your resolve was for the greater good of the village, and Konoha will remember your sacrifice."

..

A gust of wind blew by.

Itachi Uchiha emerged from his recent reverie...

At this moment, he was standing in the shadows outside Konoha Village, with the mysterious masked man who called himself "Uchiha Madara" beside him.

"It's getting dark, Itachi, let's prepare to make our move."

The masked man's hoarse voice rang out.

Itachi Uchiha nodded.

After devising a plan with Hiruzen Sarutobi, he also received a mission to investigate the Akatsuki organization.

Just then, this person who called himself "Uchiha Madara" came to their door. He helped complete the purge of his clan in exchange for Madara joining "Akatsuki". This was part of the deal, and the reason given to the outside world was sufficient: he killed his father and awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan, and he spared his younger brother for the future "Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan".

"So, who should we start with?"

The masked man asked with great interest, as this was both a confirmation of the order of actions and a test of Itachi's "determination".

"Starting with my parents, my father was the clan chief, the strongest and most vigilant. If he had noticed this in advance and organized the clan to resist, it would have been very troublesome even with your help."

Uchiha Itachi spoke almost without hesitation, his voice icy.

Upon hearing this, the masked man let out a soft, enigmatic laugh, and the Sharingan behind the hole in his mask slowly rotated.

"That's decisive..."

Ignoring the masked man's taunts, Itachi Uchiha took the lead and headed towards his home.

..

The night was deep and the mansion was silent, with only a faint light coming from the window of the second-floor bedroom. Uchiha Itachi took a deep breath, preparing to push open the door and fulfill his duty of "sacrificing family for the greater good".

However, just as his fingers were about to touch the door, a very faint, yet unmistakable, peculiar sound emanated from the door and walls.

Itachi's body froze instantly, as if struck by lightning.

The masked man next to him was also visibly stunned for a moment, tilting his head as if he doubted that he had misheard.

The two exchanged a glance in the darkness, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange and awkward.

The masked man seemed to want to say something joking to break the awkward silence, but Uchiha Itachi suddenly grabbed his arm and quickly pulled him away from the vicinity of the mansion to a slightly more distant shady spot.

"They are still my parents."

Itachi Uchiha's voice was somewhat hoarse, and he turned his face away.

"They should be given enough respect in their final moments."

"Yes, that's true, it's only human nature."

The masked man coughed twice, his tone somewhat strange, but he didn't object to the reason.

"but.."

The masked man paused, but couldn't help himself, and lowered his voice.

"Your father is really in high spirits, haha..."

The laughter sounded somewhat out of place in the night.

Uchiha Itachi did not respond, but stood there silently, his gaze fixed on the direction of his own residence with a complex expression.

Time ticked by in suffocating awkwardness.

However, the "commotion" that was expected to end quickly did not end as Itachi had hoped. During this long wait, Itachi's expression went from stiff at first, to awkward, to expressionless, and finally even turned slightly dark.

"Um...your father...is in very good health."

Uchiha Itachi turned his head sharply and glared at him with eyes that could kill.

The masked man wisely shut his mouth.

Just then, the ground rippled slightly, and a white figure, White Zetsu, emerged from underground.

"Madara-sama~"

Bai Jue reported in his unique, slightly comical tone.

"Uchiha Sasuke, that brat, he's finished his evening training and is heading home. He's almost there."

Upon hearing this, Itachi Uchiha involuntarily raised his hand and rubbed his temples vigorously. As the saying goes, one should strike while the iron is hot, but one's energy will wane and be exhausted. His carefully prepared and cultivated state of mind, which he had cultivated all night, was shattered by this series of unexpected events.

Moreover, Sasuke is coming back, and the current situation is clearly not suitable for taking action.

"The plan is temporarily cancelled."

Itachi Uchiha took a deep breath, his voice tinged with exhaustion and annoyance.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow. Also, send your subordinates, disguised as my clansmen, to stop Sasuke. Make up some excuse and don't let him go home."

"it is good."

The masked man, that is... Uchiha Obito, readily agreed.

Just now, the White Zetsu underground had quietly infiltrated the mansion to conduct reconnaissance, and the information it sent back was shared with him through a special connection between spores.

It's not fake, it's not a smokescreen. Judging from the scene, the "battle" inside really lasted for a long time.

"Damn it, is this guy an animal?"

The masked man, Obito Uchiha, couldn't help but remark on his stamina and energy.

He even suspected that Fugaku Uchiha had awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan, and that its ability was specifically designed to enhance his stamina...

...

Daylight broke...

Morning light streamed through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the messy bedroom.

Fugaku Uchiha leaned against the headboard, a cigarette between his fingers, slowly exhaling a wisp of smoke. His expression was calm, even with a hint of lazy satisfaction. Beside him, Mikoto Uchiha had already fallen into a deep sleep, her breathing even and long, with lingering blush and fatigue on her face.

So, why didn't Itachi come back?

Fugaku Uchiha pulled himself out of his satiation and began to analyze the situation calmly.

According to the original storyline, last night was the night of the massacre of the clan, and Itachi and Obito should have come.

However, the commotion he and Mikoto caused lasted for almost the entire night. Even if Itachi was the number one beast in the ninja world, he would most likely have chosen to avoid such a scene. Moreover, Sasuke's absence was also evidence of this.

Thinking of this, Fugaku Uchiha pinched his chin and suddenly chuckled softly.

Could this be considered a lucky accident?

Last night, he was truly prepared to die after he had his fun, because from any perspective, he had no chance of surviving yesterday.

As a result, his reckless indulgence unexpectedly delayed the process and disrupted the "filial son's" massacre plan.

How to put it? It's absurd with a touch of comicality...

"call.."

He slowly exhaled, then turned his gaze to the sleeping Mikoto, his eyes softening slightly, though a hint of lingering satisfaction also flickered across them.

All I can say is that youth is blind to the beauty of married women; Boss Cao was over a thousand years ahead of his time.

However, he won't bother her anymore.

Firstly, he felt sorry for her, since from now on, she would belong only to him.

Secondly, this night's "battle," though seemingly absurd, was like a complex chess game that blocked his own moves, but instead opened up a new world, giving him precious time to completely integrate his soul with his predecessor and adapt to this body and vast memories.

At this moment, he had fully inherited all of Fugaku Uchiha's combat skills, ninja experience, and chakra manipulation abilities, which gave him a deeper understanding and control over his newly acquired Mangekyou Sharingan abilities.

Last night, he simply took these two abilities as the embodiment of "dry rice" and "lewdness".

But now, combining his memories of battle with his own insights after merging with his predecessor's, he carefully savored the meaning behind the names "Yomizu-jin Restaurant" and "Takamiya-sansu," and a bold and completely different idea gradually became clear in his mind.

I am not entirely without a way out.