Naruto: From Fake to Real, Deceiving the Ninja World.

The door to the ward was gently pushed open from the inside, and Uchiha Sasuke appeared in the doorway.

He had clearly been awakened by the commotion outside, his face still wet with tears and showing signs of exhaustion.

Feeling the gazes of everyone, Sasuke's body stiffened instinctively, but he quickly pursed his lips.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he slowly knelt down and slammed his forehead heavily onto the cold floor with a dull thud.

"I'm sorry, everyone..."

He kept his head down, his voice trembling: "According to Itachi Uchiha, the reason he slaughtered his clansmen and even killed his parents was because he said it himself."

"He spared my life because of those eyes, to gain even greater power..."

At this point, Sasuke's body trembled, his voice filled with barely suppressed sobs and fear: "He said it's because I also have the potential to awaken those eyes..."

"Wait for me, wait until I have eyes like his, then he will come back to kill me and gouge out my eyes."

"I don't know what he meant by 'eyes,' but that's what he said, please believe me..."

Sasuke Uchiha didn't know what Itachi Uchiha meant by "eyes," but some of the surviving Uchiha clan members present turned deathly pale.

They know, of course they know.

Those legendary eyes, those Mangekyou Sharingan.

Did Itachi Uchiha massacre his clansmen and even his parents to obtain the power of those eyes?

The reason he kept Sasuke was to wait for Sasuke to awaken the Mangekyou Sharingan, and then take it away.

The truth is more cruel than the most vicious reasons they could have imagined.

"..."

Seeing Sasuke kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear and grief, and seeing this child who had also lost everything overnight, the Uchiha clan members present fell into a deathly silence.

Ultimately, these surviving Uchiha clan members were among the more mild-mannered members of the clan.

At this moment, facing a child who is also a victim, even chosen by Itachi Uchiha, and destined to face suffering in the future, what can they say or do?

The anger in their eyes receded like the tide, leaving only a bottomless sense of desolation and helplessness.

Uchiha Yakumi, unable to vent his frustration and anger, suddenly slammed his trembling right hand, clenched into a fist, against the wall beside him.

boom!

With a dull thud, blood splattered out instantly!

His fist, reeking of medicine, was torn open, his knuckles shattered, and blood gushing out, but he seemed oblivious to the pain. His bloodshot eyes were filled with anger and confusion.

The corridor was deathly silent, save for the heavy breathing heavy with the smell of medicine and Sasuke's suppressed sobs.

In the suffocating silence, a faint voice drifted from inside the ward.

"Please don't take your anger out on Sasuke..."

Although the voice was hoarse and weak, it broke the deathly silence of the corridor.

Everyone turned to look into the ward.

On the hospital bed, Uchiha Shisui, who had been unconscious, had opened his eyes at some point.

However, those once sharp black eyes were now empty and pale, their pupils unfocused as they stared toward the doorway.

He struggled and, with his still-functioning arm, roughly ripped off the IV tubing and monitoring equipment inserted into his body.

Seeing Uchiha Shisui's actions, Sasuke instinctively wanted to go over and help him up.

Shisui gritted her teeth and pushed him away, enduring the excruciating pain in half of her body. With her intact arm supporting her body, she staggered off the hospital bed.

His steps were unsteady, his body swayed precariously, each step felt like walking on a knife's edge, and his forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat.

But he walked to the door of the ward and stared blankly at the clansmen outside.

Boom!

With a dull thud, he too fell heavily to his knees, his forehead pressed against the cold floor.

"tell me."

Uchiha Yakumi paid no attention to his actions, looking down at Uchiha Shisui and saying coldly, "That beast slaughtered his clansmen, did you participate?!"

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Chapter 196 Uchiha Sasuke's Sharingan

"..."

Shisui's body was trembling slightly, but not just because of physical pain, but because of the deep pain in his heart.

Of course he participated.

It was even because of his guidance from the very beginning that Itachi Uchiha went down that wrong path.

However, he remained silent for a very long time.

"I'm sorry..." Shisui's voice was hoarse and slow, "It was me. I didn't realize in time that Itachi Uchiha's eyes had been blinded by power..."

"It was my fault for not correcting his wrong and extreme ideas in time..."

"It was me. I couldn't stop him in time from slaughtering my people..."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, his empty eyes looking at Yaowei and the others: "I'm really sorry."

"……Then what?"

Seeing that Uchiha Shisui had stopped talking, Yakumi reached out and grabbed Shisui's collar!

Shisui's already weak body was lifted up, his feet off the ground, and he was roughly dragged in front of her like a broken sack!

"So, what you mean is..."

His face, reeking of medicine, was almost pressed against Shisui's. His breathing was heavy, and he stared intently into Shisui's empty, pale eyes, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth:

"You mean you weren't involved? You knew nothing about it? You're completely innocent? Is that it?!"

His voice boomed through the silent corridor, and the clansmen behind him also looked at Zhishui.

Shisui's body swayed slightly as he was lifted, his face expressionless, only showing a numb stillness.

Facing the gazes of Uchiha Yakumi and the other clan members, he remained silent for a long time before finally nodding almost imperceptibly.

"Yes……"

In the end, he still chose to conceal the truth.

He did not reveal his involvement in the matter, nor did he mention that Itachi bore the guilt of slaughtering his clan and parents in order to protect Konoha.

He cannot tell the truth.

Because that would only incite hatred towards Konoha among the surviving clansmen, rendering everything he and Itachi Uchiha had done meaningless.

He could only bear this lie and hide it deep in his heart.

But Shisui's nod and the word "yes" caused the muscles on Yaowei's face to gradually contort.

"asshole!"

Uchiha Yakumi roared and yanked the hand that was grabbing Shisui's collar away!

Pfft!

Shisui was slammed to the ground, his body hitting the cold floor with a dull thud!

Then, Yaowei stepped forward, looking at the disheveled Zhishui without a trace of pity in his eyes.

boom! !

A dull, solid impact rang out.

The fist that had been used to pound the wall, now injured, slammed hard into Shisui's cheek.

This punch was delivered without holding back any force.

Shisui's head was jerked to one side by the blow, his pale cheek instantly swelled up, and his mouth cracked, with a trickle of bright red blood slowly flowing down his lips.

His already severely injured body was further impacted, and he couldn't help but let out a painful groan. The intense pain made his forehead covered in cold sweat.

“Brother Zhishui…”

Sasuke's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop him.

But Shisui simply shook his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and used his intact arm to slowly prop himself up.

His movements were clumsy and slow, and each exertion aggravated his wounds, causing even more cold sweat to pour down his forehead.

He sat up unsteadily, then knelt down again, buried his head deeply, and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry, this is my mistake. Please give me a chance to make amends."

"make up?"

Uchiha Yakumi's face was a mixture of anger and grief as he looked at Shisui's lifeless, empty eyes and sneered, "Your eyes are blind, aren't they?!"

"You're just a cripple now, a cripple who can't even stand up straight! What can you do now? What can you do to make up for it?!"

Faced with Uchiha Yaku's almost roaring questioning, Uchiha Shisui's face remained completely expressionless.

He simply stared with his empty eyes in the direction from which the smell of medicine was coming.

“Yes, I have gone blind.” His voice was not loud. “But the Uchiha clan still exists.”

"The Uchiha clan is still alive."

"My memories are still there, my experience is still there, and my understanding of the Uchiha clan's ninjutsu, taijutsu, and genjutsu is still there."

"I will teach you everything I know without reservation, including Sasuke."

"I will do my best to help you become stronger and help you kill Uchiha Itachi!"

"To avenge our fallen kin!"

He uttered the last four words almost through gritted teeth, each one deliberate and deliberate.

Uchiha Shisui chose to conceal the truth not because he agreed with Uchiha Itachi.

Because he now knows that Uchiha Itachi, that bastard, not only attacked the radicals, but also killed their families and many innocent clansmen.

He could never condone Itachi Uchiha's insane and extreme actions; he simply didn't want the surviving Uchiha clan members to become enemies of Konoha.

"..."

Uchiha Yakumi and his clansmen behind him fell silent.

Uchiha Shisui, this name once represented the strongest member of the Uchiha clan. As can be seen from the words of others, he awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan earlier than Uchiha Itachi.

Although he is now blind, severely injured, and practically useless, in the Uchiha clan where the high-level fighting force has been almost completely wiped out, leaving only the elderly, weak, women, and children, he is still the most experienced person with the deepest understanding of the Sharingan.

Everyone looked at Uchiha Yakumi, who was staring intently at Shisui, his chest heaving violently.

He wondered what his elder brother Yashiro and Lord Fugaku would do in this situation.

The dead are dead.

These survivors must continue the Uchiha clan, they must become stronger, and they must kill Itachi Uchiha with their own hands so that their dead clansmen can rest in peace.

Yes, not only must we kill Uchiha Itachi, but we must also let those dead clansmen rest in peace!

Finally, Yaowei took a deep breath, as if trying to force down all the anger and resentment in his chest.

He slowly walked forward, reached out a hand, and helped Zhishui up.

"Remember, Shisui." His voice, hoarse with the smell of medicine, said, "Killing Uchiha Itachi and avenging the fallen clansmen is our common goal!"

"From today onwards, I will keep a constant watch on you. If I discover anything unusual about you, or if I find that you are colluding with Uchiha Itachi, I will kill you without hesitation!"

"As for Uchiha Sasuke..."

He looked at Uchiha Sasuke, whose head was bowed low and whose shoulders were still trembling slightly.

Seemingly sensing the scent of medicine, Uchiha Shisui also looked at Sasuke.

Then, he raised his arm with a resolute calm that was chilling, and stabbed his eye socket with his five fingers.

puff!

A chilling sound of flesh being torn apart rang out.

Crimson blood spurted out, staining his fingers and half of his cheek.