Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha lacks motivation.

Chapter 68 The man is dead for three days but still stubborn.

In Uchiha Mio's sealed memories, six years ago, when the clan's territory was attacked, Uchiha Gin awakened the legendary eye of the Uchiha clan in despair.

Due to excessive use in a single instance, his body was backfired by the power of his pupils, and his genes were on the verge of collapse.

Left with no other choice, Uchiha Tajima ordered him to remove Uchiha Gin's eyes and transplant them into Uchiha Mumei, who was also cultivating the Mangekyou Sharingan. Uchiha Gin, who had lost his eyes, was then given a pair of ordinary human eyes to quell the conflict within his body.

Unexpectedly, six years later, Uchiha Gin, who had been performing mediocrely throughout, awakened his Sharingan once again while on a mission.

This incident was unbelievable to him as a scientific researcher. Afterwards, he specifically asked Uchiha Yan, who had provided the eyeballs, and Yan repeatedly assured him that the eyes transplanted into the Uchiha Silver Eyes were taken from the corpse of the intruder.

This sparked his keen interest in Uchiha Gin's Sharingan, so when they bumped into each other on the street, he invited Gin to have it examined.

Before your Sharingan awakened, did you experience any discomfort in your eyes?

Having conducted human experiments for many years, Uchiha Miao knew very well that there was a high probability of rejection after transplanting other people's eyes.

Discomfort? I felt incredibly good after opening my eyes, and I never felt any discomfort. I felt that these eyes were even more suitable than my original ones.

"No, everything was normal before I opened my eyes, and there were no abnormal reactions."

Uchiha Gin truthfully told Uchiha Miao about his situation.

There was no rejection? Uchiha Miao frowned.

According to his research, even people with Uchiha bloodlines will experience some degree of rejection when transplanting other people's eyes, let alone transplanted eyes from non-Uchiha bloodlines.

"What level is your Sharingan at now?"

Uchiha Miao changed the question.

Uchiha Gin remained silent, his eyes turning crimson as he thought, revealing a chilling aura.

"Hmm, you've already reached the three-tomoe level?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Uchiha Miao's indifferent face; he knew Uchiha Gin's physical condition better than anyone.

The image of that mangled body from six years ago is still vivid in my mind. If it weren't for timely treatment, Uchiha Gin, who was severely affected by the backlash of his eye power, would have been dead long ago.

"It was a lucky fluke."

Uchiha Gin said very modestly.

"Leave me some samples of your eyeballs."

Uchiha Miao pondered for a moment, then took out a set of gathering tools from the drawer and handed them to Uchiha Gin, saying...

Looking at the tool in his hand used to collect eyeball samples, Uchiha Gin nodded.

After a series of operations, rubbing his slightly red eyes, Uchiha Gin handed the collected samples to Uchiha Miao.

"It's nothing serious. I'll send someone to let you know when the results are out."

After accepting the gift, the other party immediately asked them to leave.

Uchiha Gin wisely refrained from asking any further questions and left Uchiha Miao's laboratory directly.

After leaving the research institute, Uchiha Gin rubbed his empty stomach, thinking that he was only eating two meals a day, morning and evening. If this continued, wouldn't his weak body be unable to support his excellent soul?

No, no, I need to go out and have a proper meal.

But eating alone seemed rather boring. Looking at the bustling crowds on the main street of the clan's territory, Uchiha Gin felt a strange sense of loneliness welling up inside him. As an outsider, he felt like he hadn't truly integrated into this world yet.

Anyway, the original owner was all alone, so she didn't have to manage any family relationships, which was an advantage, although she sometimes felt lonely.

Gin Uchiha, standing out from the crowd, was searching for food in his clan's territory based on the original owner's memories. As he passed through the market, he spotted a familiar figure in the distance.

"Boss, how much is this fish?"

Senju Itama, who always carries an Isobu doll with her wherever she goes, was out shopping alone.

The vendors at the market were mostly from out of town, protected by the Uchiha clan and conducting trade there. They regularly paid taxes to the Uchiha clan.

"Is the child here to buy things for their parents?"

The fishmonger was strong and powerful, with no trace of chakra on his body; he was just an ordinary businessman from out of town.

"Yes, indeed!" Senju Itama, holding the three-tailed doll, looked longingly at the plump fish in the vendor's hand, imagining how delicious it would be if it were made into sweet and sour fish.

"Haha, this little one is so capable! Running errands for the family at such a young age!"

The fishmonger laughed heartily, looking at Senju Itama who was staring intently at the fresh fish in his hand, and said...

"I'll give you a 50% discount on this fish!"

"Really? Thank you, boss!"

Senju Itama, clutching her doll, jumped up excitedly, her eyes sparkling.

Carrying the fresh fish she bought at half price with great satisfaction, Senju Itama walked excitedly towards home.

Senju Itama hadn't taken more than a few steps when he bumped into a tall figure, causing him to stumble.

"Whose child are you?"

The figure who had been bumped lowered their head, looked at the unfamiliar Senju Itama before them, and asked coldly,

Because Senju Itama was wearing clothes that Uchiha Gin wore when he was a child, and the fan adorning his clothes was very eye-catching, it was quite normal for the Uchiha clan members to mistake him for one of their own.

"I...I am..."

Senju Itama, being questioned for the first time, was at a loss for words, and the hand holding the Isobu doll began to tremble with nervousness.

Seeing Senju Itama's shifty gaze, the Uchiha clansman who had been asking the question became somewhat wary, his scrutinizing eyes sweeping over the nervous kid.

"Hey, hey, hey, you little rascal, why did it take you so long to buy a fish!"

Gintoki Uchiha, who had been observing from afar, noticed Senju Itama's predicament and arrived just in time.

"Who are you…"

The Uchiha clansmen questioning Senju Itama saw Uchiha Gin, who had interfered, and their eyes flashed with obvious disgust.

"Keep an eye on your little devil, don't let him run wild on the road."

The man who recognized Uchiha Gin didn't press the matter further, coldly tossing out a remark before turning and leaving.

"Come home with me."

Uchiha Gin sighed, looked at Senju Itama who was bowing his head and remaining silent, and said softly.

The two walked home one after the other.

Uchiha Gin glanced helplessly at the silent kid behind him. This was also his fault; he had told the kid to go to the clan's territory to make purchases.

However, even with his hair dyed black, Senju Itama still aroused suspicion from some members of the clan.

"If anyone questions you when you go out in the future, just say you are a child of the Uchiha Gin family, and the clansmen generally won't make things difficult for you."

After organizing his thoughts, Uchiha Gin spoke to the kid behind him.

"?"

Upon hearing this, Senju Itama looked up in surprise. He had thought that after this incident, Uchiha Gin would put him under house arrest, but he didn't expect that the other party would actually let him go out as a member of his family.

"Hmph, return your child? Dream on! Why don't you come to our Thousand Hands and be my child?"

But the pride of the Senju clan wouldn't allow him to back down; the Senju clan's motto is toughness, toughness from head to toe.

"Don't you want to eat fish anymore?"

When Uchiha Gin heard the brat's rebellious words, he rolled his eyes in anger and unleashed his trump card. Taking down a brat was a piece of cake.

"Waaaaah, Godfather, no!"

To reiterate, this is a lighthearted story.

(End of this chapter)