The Senju Remnants Of The Uchiha Clan

A secret training ground somewhere in the Uchiha Clan's territory.

"Wind Style: Vacuum Bullets!"

Countless highly compressed blasts of wind chakra spit out from Shiratori's mouth. These blasts of wind chakra were as fast as the wind and knocked Yashiro on the opposite side away.

"Wind Style: Great Breakthrough!"

It's not over yet. While Yashiro was trying to dodge the compressed blasts of wind chakra with his awkward movement, Shiratori spit out a violent wind from his mouth again and directly blew Yashiro away before he could dodge!

"Stop it, kid—Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"

Facing the huge fireball, Shiratori calmly formed a seal and clapped his hands on the ground.

"Earth Style: Mud Wall."

A thick wall of rock rose from the ground, completely blocking the flames out.

At the edge of the training ground, while watching the battle, Setsuna took a sip of tea with a look of satisfaction on his face.

His disciple has finally mastered all five types of Chakra changes. Although he is best at fire and Lightning Style, he can also use other ninjutsu with some skill.

This battle is to test Shiratori's proficiency in the three types of Jutsu: Wind, Earth, and Water, so Yashiro was temporarily brought in to act as the opponent.

Yashiro disagreed at first; after all, no one would get addicted to being beaten, but Setsuna promised to forbid Shiratori from using Taijutsu, Mangekyō Sharingan, Fire, and Lightning Style Jutsu.

He became excited as soon as he heard it!

Isn't this just asking him to beat someone up for fun? I'll take this mission!

Hey, Shiratori! Let the distinguished Uchiha elite Jonin, Yashiro Uchiha-sama, teach you a lesson!

But things seem to be going a little wrong…

"Beat him! Beat him hard, Shiratori!" 

Seeing Yashiro howling in pain after being beaten, Arata behind Setsuna was so happy that he went crazy!

"Oops! You missed the target! Shiratori, you don't have to hold back; just aim at his face and shoot him to death!" Toru was also dancing with excitement.

That's it! That's it! You old man, you've got what it takes!

"Ahhhh, I'm so pissed!" Hearing the interference from outside the venue, Yashiro became furious. He felt that the hand seal movements he made had never been so fast in his life.

"Lightning Style: Lightning Spear Jutsu!"

His arms were wrapped in lightning, and he punched Shiratori's earth wall, but… He didn't break through it, and there wasn't even a noticeable mark from the punch.

Yashiro: "…"

What the hell is this?! You hid steel plates in this mud wall?!

At this moment, the earth wall collapsed with a loud bang, and Yashiro saw the malicious smile on Shiratori's face behind the wall.

"Not good!"

"Earth Style: Great Mud River!"

The mud wall transformed into a mud river and swept Yashiro in!

And Shiratori hadn't stopped making hand seals yet; he was ready to finish the battle with a Water Jutsu.

"Water Style: Water Dragon Jutsu!"

A water dragon circled around Shiratori, aimed at Yashiro, who was struggling in the mud river and flew over. However, no one expected the water dragon… Disintegrated and collapsed in the air…

Shiratori: "…"

Outside the field, Setsuna shook his head helplessly, as if he was already used to it…

Is this child really the offspring of that bastard, Tobirama Senju?!

Did he find the wrong offspring?

Otherwise, what is this Water Jutsu?

Yes, Shiratori is not good at Water Jutsu, and the degree of his badness is… Basically equivalent to not knowing how to use it.

After teaching him for a long time, Shiratori's grandfather decided to throw him to Setsuna.

Regardless of whether it can be taught or not, it really makes him angry just looking at it!

Raising his hand to wipe away the water drops on his face, Shiratori was a little embarrassed.

"Earth Style: Earth Dragon Bomb!"

The ferocious dragon head broke through the ground, opened its mouth, and aimed at Yashiro…

"Wait… Wait! I give up! I give up! Stop fighting! People will die!" Yashiro raised his hands without any shame and admitted defeat decisively.

Arata and Toru's faces fell as if they were deeply disappointed that Yashiro didn't bathe in the earth dragon bomb…

The test was over. Shiratori followed Setsuna away, and Yashiro walked towards the two brothers with firm steps.

You two little bastards, you were shouting so happily just now!

Seeing the hideous smile on Yashiro's face, the two brothers looked ashen…

After returning to Setsuna's house, Shiratori cleaned up first and then sat side by side with Setsuna in the yard to bask in the sun.

The late autumn wind brought a hint of coolness, and the leaves in the yard showed signs of turning yellow.

"Is the time almost up?" Setsuna picked up the small blanket, covered himself with it, and threw one to Shiratori as well.

"Yeah… It should be these two days."

"Are you sure?"

"Well, the future fourth Hokage's son doesn't know the fourth Hokage and the nine-tails were sealed inside him…"

Setsuna nodded, never expecting that the young and promising Minato Namikaze would actually die.

"This time… Just do whatever you want to do. Don't pay attention to Fugaku's orders."

Shiratori turned his head in surprise, not knowing what his old man was thinking.

This is… Asking him to openly compete for power with the clan head Fugaku?

"Do you know what Fugaku's greatest weakness is?"

"What is it?"

"It's his character."

This was the first time Setsuna told Shiratori what he thought of Fugaku.

Fugaku would think carefully before making any decision.

He strives to make the most correct decision, so he likes to constantly weigh the pros and cons, firmly believing that only by remaining absolutely rational can he get the most reasonable answer.

Fugaku Uchiha is a qualified clan head, and it can be said that he serves the family with all his heart and soul.

He hopes that the Uchiha Clan can obtain the greatest relative benefit in everything!

Only…

"It's just that this makes it easy for those bastards in the village's upper echelons to predict what will happen!"

Whether it was Hiruzen Sarutobi, Danzo Shimura, Koharu Utatane, or Mitokado, they all knew what Fugaku was thinking. As long as it was the option that was relatively most beneficial to the Uchiha Clan, Fugaku Uchiha would definitely choose it.

Every step he takes is reasonable, and there are no unexpected situations.

By predicting Fugaku Uchiha's thoughts, Konoha's high-ranking officials could make arrangements in advance, secretly and slowly luring the Uchiha Clan into a trap.

"What the family urgently needs now is not a shrewd chess player but a madman who has the ability and ideas to overturn the chessboard!"

"That unpredictable, arbitrary, and powerful madman!"

Setsuna stood up and prepared to go back to the house as if he couldn't stand the cold wind due to his old age.

"Do whatever you want to do. You don't have to follow the rules. You can even… Go a little crazy! Hiruzen Sarutobi is indecisive and always puts the overall situation first. As long as you don't cross his bottom line, it's okay to act recklessly."

Setsuna closed the door.

Shiratori looked at the sun in the sky, which was gradually obscured by clouds, and suddenly chuckled.

"Going crazy? The Uchiha Clan is best at… Going crazy!"