Chapter 320 Morning

"Is this... the Mangekyou Sharingan?"

Having regained his memories, Toshiro looked at himself in the mirror, especially noticing the unusual pattern in his eyes.

I was overwhelmed with emotion.

Since he came into this world, he has been working silently in order to change the possible tragedy that might befall him.

And these kaleidoscopes were one of the cornerstones that allowed him to change these things.

"Does the pupil technique need time to develop?"

Feeling the power gathering in his eyes, Toshiro knew that this was a sign that the eye technique in his eyes was being developed.

The Sharingan, also known as the Eye of the Soul.

The pupil technique that develops in one's eyes is generally closely related to one's mental state when opening one's eyes, as well as one's inner desires after opening them.

If the mental stimulation at the moment of opening one's eyes is sufficient, it is possible to develop pupil techniques on the spot.

Take Obito Uchiha, for example. Upon witnessing Rin's death, he was completely unable to accept the reality and consequently denied the truth of the entire world.

It gave birth to Shenwei, such an alternate dimension.

Then there are characters like Shisui, Itachi, and Sasuke, who awakened their own unique eye techniques only after their Mangekyou Sharingan had been opened.

Furthermore, it will manifest corresponding eye techniques based on one's truest thoughts at the time of awakening.

He was clearly just like Sasuke and the others.

"But... this mental stimulation thing..."

The thought of this gave him a headache. With his current strength, it was clearly not easy to find an opponent who could push him into a corner.

"Do you want to court disaster and go looking for trouble?"

Extinguishing these random thoughts from his mind, Toshiro began to carefully sense the changes within himself.

"The Sharingan's dynamic vision has improved significantly. Chakra has increased noticeably, control is easier, and spiritual energy is exceptionally active..."

"Isn't she a little too lively?"

As he carefully sensed the fluctuations in his spiritual energy, Toshiro couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Is this a side effect of the medication? Overstimulation of chakra? Or a bug inherent in the Kaleidoscope Sharingan?

His mental energy is currently very unstable, especially when he recalls some things that left a deep impression on him.

His entire mental state seemed somewhat out of control, and he was a little too active.

Some seemingly extreme ideas, such as wanting to eliminate all the culprits who caused these things, spontaneously emerged.

Even when recalling happy memories from the past, he feels an urge to burst into laughter.

"The influence of kaleidoscopes on the mind is indeed enormous!"

Bloodline limits seem to allow certain personality traits from the original individual to be passed down through generations via chakra.

Along with this, the bloodstain disease has also been passed down through generations. On the Uchiha side, however, it seems to be more of a mental issue.

"And eye power!"

Feeling the power in his eyes—powerful, violent, and cold—that was different from before, Toshiro carefully sensed it.

"It seems... it can recover some on its own, but the amount is far too little!"

I took out the eye drops I had prepared in advance and put two drops of the light green liquid into my eyes.

Feeling the changes it brought to his eyes, Toshiro breathed a sigh of relief.

He had just tried it out, using a tiny bit of the kaleidoscope's power. His eyes seemed to be able to restore some of the power, but only a very small amount, barely anything at all.

However, the effect of this 'eye drop' was very good, effectively replenishing the depleted pupil power.

This way, there is no risk of going blind.

……

Konoha, 50 years.

On a bright morning, atop the Hokage Rock on the back mountain of Konoha, a figure sat quietly in meditation.

It was Uchiha Toshiro.

It has been almost three months since he awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan.

During this period of time, he did nothing but try to calm his restless mental energy.

Therefore, he even stopped using shadow clones to help him cultivate.

Meditation was the best method he could think of.

Especially every morning, above the Hokage Rock, you can feel the village slowly awakening from its slumber and gradually becoming full of life.

This effect is particularly noticeable.

"It's so peaceful and serene!"

With a sigh, Toshiro prepared to end his day of training, but unexpectedly, an old figure was standing behind him, quietly watching him.

"Countless ninjas sacrificed their lives for the peace of the village!"

'That old man's words have a hidden meaning!'

"I never expected the Third Hokage to have the leisure to come here and enjoy the scenery!"

Toshiro wasn't surprised at all when he saw the old man slowly walking up to him.

"Commoners, ninjas, clans, and countless others gathered together for the same goal, creating this rare peace in this war-torn world."

"In order for children and the elderly to enjoy this hard-won peace, the First, Second, and Fourth Hokage, one ninja after another, sacrificed their lives. I hope that Toshiro can also cherish this hard-won tranquility."

The third generation leader stood on the edge of this cliff, directly above his own rock statue, and seemed to speak these words on a whim.

"Third Hokage, you're overthinking it. I actually agree with Konoha's policies!"

There's nothing you can do if you disagree; in this ninja world, finding a suitable place to settle down is no easy feat. Konoha Village is undoubtedly one of the best choices.

Hearing Toshiro's words, the Third Hokage was quite pleased, but before he could even smile, Toshiro's next words instantly dispelled his good mood.

"I actually have a good impression of the civilians and ninjas in the village, but the behavior of some of the higher-ups..."

"I wonder what the First Hokage, with his kindness, and the Second Hokage, with his wisdom, would think if they saw some of the darkness in the village."

As he spoke, Toshiro glanced at the stone statue of the Second Hokage at his feet and gave a playful smile.

"This... is all for the better protection of the village and everyone!"

The more he spoke, the softer the Third Generation's voice became, as if he himself was somewhat lacking in confidence.

"These words are useless to explain to someone as insignificant as me."

"The Third Hokage is practically on his deathbed. Think about how you'd respond when the First Hokage asked about the village in the afterlife!"

(End of this chapter)

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