Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara

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Nighttime, in the commander's tent.

"Kyosuke, you're here. Please, sit down."

Uchiha Rei put down the documents in his hand, his expression showing clear signs of exhaustion.

Promoting Kyosuke was something Rei had deliberately done, albeit as a helpless measure.

Once upon a time, the Southern Corps was entirely under his control, with no such nonsense as a deputy commander.

Unfortunately, two years ago, Uchiha Hikoichi leveraged his merits in battle to seize a portion of Rei's authority.

Now, the corps had two Deputy commander's: Kyosuke and Uchiha Hikoichi.

It had to be said—Uchiha Tajima's tactics were ruthless.

Spotting an opportunity, Tajima directly caused cracks to appear in what was once the united Southern Corps.

No, to be precise, internal discord had existed from the very beginning.

Uchiha Rei's transparent ambitions were apparent to even the cooks in the corps.

While some chose to support him, others naturally opposed his wolfish ambitions.

Thanks to Uchiha Hikoichi's maneuvers, the opposition within the corps had grown louder, to the point where it was nearly uncontrollable.

If not for Rei's immense strength keeping people at bay, he might have already faced a mutiny from his own subordinates.

"Sigh."

Kyosuke maintained a neutral expression but couldn't help sighing inwardly.

In his view, Uchiha Rei was an excellent commander, perhaps even a virtuous superior, but he was not someone suited for political scheming.

Uchiha Tajima, who sat thousands of miles away, could easily undermine Rei's authority remotely.

If Tajima truly decided to act, Rei would be left with no path but death.

The only reason Tajima allowed the situation to fester was twofold: first, he valued Rei's strength, as only Rei could suppress the restless factions in the Southern region.

Second, Tajima likely wanted to avoid drawing criticism.

Most importantly, Tajima never considered Rei to be a worthy opponent in the first place.

Kyosuke understood all of this but could never bring himself to say it aloud to the man in front of him.

Doing so would only humiliate him outright.

'Let him keep dreaming his beautiful dream.'

Aspiring to become the clan leader?

The truth was, it wasn't even remotely possible.

Setting Uchiha Tajima aside, the real obstacles were Tajima's two sons.

Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Izuna.

For now, battles in the shinobi world still adhered to relatively reasonable standards.

But once the "Dance King" fully matured, it would herald the beginning of a new era—where gods fought among mortals.

Against the overwhelming power of Perfect Susanoo and the terrifying Wood Release techniques, sheer numbers would become laughable.

What could Uchiha Rei possibly bring to the table against Madara?

Forget Madara—even in a few years, Rei might not even be able to defeat Uchiha Izuna.

Such was the cruel reality of the world.

Kyosuke understood this all too well, but it didn't stop him from continuing to work for Rei.

Uchiha Tajima had made Kyosuke's life miserable time and again, and over the past year, his targeting had become more overt.

What kind of person was Kyosuke?

If his strength had been sufficient, he would've already taken a blade to that son of a b*tch Tajima.

Since he wasn't yet strong enough to challenge the clan leader, he found some satisfaction in dealing with Tajima's subordinates.

'Uchiha Hikoichi.'

Recalling that man from before, Kyosuke sneered coldly as he began secretly discussing countermeasures with the corps commander.

The Southern Corps was critical to him, and it had to be fully under his control.

The day Uchiha Rei kicked the bucket, the entire corps would fall into Kyosuke's hands.

Before that happened, he had to eliminate all destabilizing factors.

"Commander, about that spy list we discussed earlier—"

"Oh, I've compiled it. What do you plan to do?"

"I have a good idea."

That night, Kyosuke sat cross-legged, his expression filled with anticipation.

[Points: 26,316]

After a grueling series of battles, he had finally accumulated enough for the down payment on an S-rank jutsu.

Why use the term "down payment"?

The reason was simple—mastering the Flying Thunder God technique required upgrading its level to at least 5.

Otherwise, it was essentially just a fixed-point teleportation skill.

Upgrading further would require an enormous amount of points. To reach the level where he could move freely at will, a conservative estimate was 100,000 points.

Enough to exchange for a Mangekyo Sharingan.

Fortunately, Kyosuke now had plenty of time and could slowly grind his way toward improvement.

Three to five months might not be enough, but surely three to five years would yield some progress.

His expectations weren't even that high—he just wanted to be able to consistently suppress Hashirama Senju.

Feeling a rush of excitement, Kyosuke extended his hand and navigated the system menu until he found the S-rank jutsu list.

[Forbidden Jutsu: Edo Tensei – 80,000 points.]

[Forbidden Jutsu: Izanagi – 75,000 points.]

[Forbidden Jutsu: Eight Gates – 70,000 points.]

[Forbidden Jutsu: Creation Rebirth – 60,000 points.]

[Sealing Jutsu: Strength of a Hundred Seal – 60,000 points.]

[ Forbidden Jutsu: Spirit Transformation – 50,000 points.]

[Sealing Jutsu: Dead Demon Consuming Seal – 30,000 points.]

[Puppet Jutsu: Performance of the Hundred Puppets – 35,000 points.]

[Flying Thunder God Technique – 25,000 points.]

[Lightning Release: Kirin – 20,000 points]

[Wind Release: Rasenshuriken – 20,000 points]

[Chidori – 20,000 points]

Each technique made Kyosuke salivate with desire.

As for the even higher SS-rank jutsu—like Truth-Seeking Orbs, Yomotsu Hirasaka, Daikokuten, or Indra's Arrow—he chose not to think about them.

Kyosuke believed the jutsu rankings were determined by their lower limits and the heights they could ultimately reach.

Some forbidden techniques offered immediate, devastating power upon mastery.

The Flying Thunder God, however, had an exceptionally low entry level.

For instance, Konoha's Gennai during the past had to team up with two others to barely utilize a fixed-coordinate version of the technique.

In essence, knowing it and not knowing it made little difference—it was completely impractical in combat.

On the other hand, mastering the Dead Demon Consuming Seal would give him a guaranteed way to take down any opponent below Kage level—if he managed to grab hold of them first.

"So many jutsu to learn…"

"My Kenjutsu needs further improvement, my chakra control and hand seals can't be neglected, and now I've added the Flying Thunder God to the list…"

"Sigh, it can't be helped. Space–time ninjutsu is an absolute necessity."

[System Notification: Successfully redeemed "Flying Thunder God Technique" for 25,000 points.]

As the points he painstakingly accumulated disappeared in an instant, Kyosuke suddenly felt a strange sensation. New knowledge flooded into his mind.

At the same time, he faintly sensed an unusual ripple in the air.

Kyosuke understood that this was likely the "space" he could now perceive. In the past, lacking the corresponding talent, he had been unable to sense it.

Mastering the Flying Thunder God required a natural spatial affinity—that innate ability to sense its presence.

"Finally, success."

[Chapter End's]

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