Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 210: "I Am the Smartest Person in the Ninja World"
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A few days later, at the main gates of Konoha—
"Onii-san~"
With great effort, little Uchiha Nagisa moved her short legs, her chubby hands waving eagerly, trying to catch her older brother's attention.
"My, what an adorable child!"
Before she could even reach her brother, however, she was scooped up by a stranger—a young woman who seemed utterly smitten.
Looking at the soft, sweet little Uchiha Nagisa, Princess Eri's eyes practically turned into heart shapes.
(°°)?
Clearly, little Uchiha Nagisa was not pleased. She had been trying to get her brother's attention, only to end up in the arms of a complete stranger instead.
She blinked at the unfamiliar woman, then turned her gaze toward her slowly approaching father. The next moment, she opened her mouth—
And let out a wailing cry at full volume.
"Waaah! Waaah! Waaah!"
Her piercing cries echoed through the air, causing Anzai Eri to freeze in panic.
This was unexpected. She had always been popular with children. People often praised her beauty, and she had never had trouble charming little ones before.
So why was her usual charm completely failing today?
Just as she was puzzling over this, Haruto arrived. And as if by magic, the moment the little one was back in her brother's arms, she immediately stopped crying.
"I see…" Anzai Eri muttered, realization dawning upon her.
She glanced at the now smug-looking little girl. Their gazes met, and for a brief moment, it was as if invisible sparks crackled between them.
"Papa~"
Despite her earlier distress, little Nagisa did not forget to greet her father, Uchiha Kyōsuke, who had finally caught up to them.
However, it was evident that what she truly cared about was the gift he had brought for her.
Seeing the expectant chubby hand reaching toward him, Kyōsuke chuckled lightly, then took out a beautifully crafted gift box and placed it in her tiny palm.
"…Why do I feel like I've become nothing more than a tool?"
The God of Ninja pondered this thought, and he was not wrong.
Mito was not here to welcome him back—she was likely at home, preparing their meal.
Not wanting to waste any more time, Kyōsuke lifted both of his children into his arms and, with his free hand, took hold of Princess Eri's.
"Come, let's go home."
And with a swift motion, the four figures vanished from Konoha's gates.
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Konoha, Senju Clan Compound
"He's back."
Senju Tobirama placed a teacup in front of the woman seated across from him.
There were very few people in the entire village of Konoha whom he would personally serve tea. Even fewer among them were women.
But in his eyes, the woman before him was deserving of such courtesy.
Her status, her demonstrated strength—both were more than enough to earn his utmost respect.
"It's good that he has returned."
Hyūga Yayoi nodded slightly, but in the depths of her gaze flickered a hatred so deep that it was almost seared into her very being.
"The murder of my master is an unforgivable crime. Tomorrow, I will personally seek him out and demand justice."
"If that is your intent, I will arrange the challenge."
A subtle smile played on Tobirama's lips. Deep down, he took great satisfaction in his meticulous planning.
To him, Hyūga Yayoi stood little chance against Uchiha Kyōsuke.
Even if her Tenseigan had surpassed the power of a Tenjin, did she truly think Kyōsuke had remained stagnant?
This battle was not about victory. His true purpose lay elsewhere—he wanted to completely sever any potential ties between the Hyūga and Uchiha clans.
If the Hyūga Clan Leader suffered a crushing defeat before the eyes of all, then any Hyūga with even a shred of pride would seek to challenge the Uchiha.
An alliance?
Impossible.
That was Tobirama's real objective.
Whatever Hyūga Yayoi thought, it was of no concern to him.
Once the possibility of an alliance with Uchiha was erased, she would have no choice but to turn to the Senju Clan.
Otherwise, how could the Hyūga, caught between the two great clans, hope to survive?
If she were foolish enough to try, their only future would be annihilation.
Hyūga Yayoi was a clever woman. Tobirama was certain that, when the time came, she would make the only rational choice.
"This is what one calls an open conspiracy—one without a solution."
Senju Tobirama took a deep breath, feeling an immense satisfaction from the brilliance of his own strategy.
So what if Uchiha Kyōsuke was powerful?
In the end, he would still have to drink from the cup Tobirama offered.
"I, Senju Tobirama, am the greatest strategist in the ninja world."
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After finalizing the arrangements for the public challenge, Hyūga Yayoi took her leave.
Once she was gone, a shadow appeared in the room.
"You've come."
"I shouldn't have come."
"And yet, you're here."
"It was you who called for me."
"No… it was your heart that led you to me."
Placing his teacup down, Tobirama turned to face the man whose very presence exuded an ominous and oppressive aura—Sanfang.
"In tomorrow's battle, the Hyūga Clan Leader has only a thirty percent chance of victory."
"If she loses, the reputation she has built up over the years will be utterly shattered."
At these words, Sanfang's lips twitched slightly, as if he were about to express some emotion.
But his reaction was fleeting, and Tobirama failed to notice anything amiss.
"…Is that all you have to say?" Sanfang asked.
"Help me crush the Uchiha."
Tobirama's voice was steady and solemn as he made a promise.
"In return, the Senju Clan will do everything in its power to raise your status, ensuring that you become someone truly worthy of Hyūga Yayoi."
"…I only wish to watch over her. Nothing more."
'Hah. The most foolish thing in the world is lying to oneself.'
Twirling the teacup in his fingers, Tobirama spoke with quiet amusement.
"Hyūga Yayoi is beautiful, powerful, and commands great respect. Countless men must covet her."
"Speaking of which… Uchiha Madara is not young anymore, is he? I wonder what kind of woman would be worthy of him."
At those words, Sanfang's expression finally shifted.
Of course, no one knew better than he did—Hyūga Yayoi was already on Uchiha Kyōsuke's side.
Seeing Tobirama act as though he had everything under control, Sanfang almost couldn't stop himself from laughing.
He was eager to see the look on Tobirama's face when he finally learned the truth.
Still, there was some truth in the Senju's words.
With his current status, he was unworthy of Hyūga Yayoi.
If he wished to achieve his greatest desire, perhaps borrowing the power of the Senju Clan was not a bad idea.
Besides, when the time came for Yayoi to reveal her true allegiance, he could simply discard the Senju.
By then, he would have his status, his power, and his influence—and with his relationship with Yayoi, he would have nothing to fear from Senju's retaliation.
Yes, that was the best path forward.
Sanfang's eyes sharpened, and his presence grew even more menacing.
"It's decided, then."
His voice was firm.
"What do you need me to do?"
"No rush."
Seeing his plan falling into place, Tobirama remained calm.
"The key to tomorrow's battle lies in leveraging its momentum."
"Momentum?"
"That's right. We will use the duel's attention to elevate your status, officially placing you among Konoha's five greatest warriors."
Konoha's fifth greatest warrior…
Sanfeng took a deep breath. His eyes burned with newfound determination.
If he succeeded, would he finally stand by her side?
As for facing Kyōsuke, he had no reservations.
His obligations to the Uchiha were long since fulfilled. His allegiance was his own choice.
"The only question left is…"
Tobirama's gaze was sharp as he spoke.
"…Are you capable of bearing such a reputation?"
"I will win."
Sanfeng lifted his head to the night sky, as if he could see the face of the woman he loved.
"No matter the cost."
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