Chapter 6: Am I Going to Become the Sensei Leading the Team?

Early morning.

A hazy mist suddenly descended, dressing up Konoha, this nearly fifty-year-old small village, looking like it was forty-nine, with no hint of vitality.

"Ha~"

Asuka, who had finished washing up, pushed the door and walked out. He looked at the thick fog around him and muttered,

"At this time, if only I could eat a grilled fish covered in chili flakes, wouldn't that be great."

Turning to look back at the house, he saw the fat orange cat still sleeping. After a twitch of his mouth, Asuka snapped his fingers, summoning two buckets of honey mustard-flavored fried chicken. He placed one on the table and carried the other as he walked out of the house.

Today is the monthly clan meeting again. Since I've decided not to desert, I might as well attend the meeting properly and see when they plan to turn the tables.

Click Click

There weren't many pedestrians on the street early in the morning, and Asuka's loud eating could be heard from far away.

When he arrived at the shrine, he saw many old men already gathered there.

"Hmph!"

Hearing footsteps from afar, Uchiha Mamezu saw that it was Asuka who had come. He snorted coldly, turned his head away, and looked elsewhere.

"Hey hey, Elder Mamezu, haven't forgotten about yesterday's incident yet?"

"Shut up. I don't want to talk to you."

"Eat something. It's not good for an old man not to eat a couple of pounds of meat in the morning."

"Take it away. I don't eat such greasy food in the morning."

"Greasy??"

Asuka lowered his head and stared at the bucket in his hand, his expression suddenly serious.

"You think who we are? We are Uchiha.

Other clans' elders need to maintain their health, eat light foods, that's because they have poor digestion.

Don't put our clan on the same level as others.

Moreover, I heard that even though Madara-sama's grandfather was over seventy, the old man ate five pounds of fried meat for every breakfast and still lived to see the founding of Konoha."

Watching Asuka raise five fingers towards himself, Mamezu's cheek twitched.

Indeed.

Some people are truly healthy. Even at an old age, they can smoke two packs a day, drink a pound of wine per meal, and eat ten pounds of meat a day.

But, I'm not.

Bang!

At this moment, Asuka used the Summoning Jutsu to summon a pile of greasy food and distributed it to the nearby old men one by one.

Just when Mamezu thought these old men would refuse such food, he then saw those white-haired elders, one after another, calmly accepting and eating the greasy food.

Damn it, yesterday they were talking about eating vegetable porridge with pickled vegetables for health, and today they're eating this stuff.

"You old folks won't live to see an Uchiha become the Fifth Hokage."

Taking a deep breath, Mamezu suddenly felt a hint of competitive desire. He looked at the chicken wings dripping with oil and gritted his teeth.

"Give me two buckets."

When Fugaku arrived at Naka Shrine for the meeting time, smelling the strong aroma of fried chicken in the air and seeing the clan ninjas with grease around their mouths, he kindly advised,

"Everyone, it's not wartime now. There's no need to eat this kind of food in the morning."

"Hmph!"

Uchiha Mamezu snorted coldly. Although he felt a bit nauseous now, he still endured the discomfort and said calmly,

"The Uchiha Clan is the strongest in Konoha, and naturally, we have iron stomachs. Back then, Madara-sama's grandfather could eat twenty pounds of meat in one meal. Eating a little in the morning is just an appetizer."

Burp~

A melodious burp came from Elder Mamezu, and smelling the increasingly rich fried chicken aroma in the air, Uchiha Fugaku's eyelid twitched slightly before he cautioned.

"Mamezu Elder, don't address the traitor as 'sama' in public."

"I understand."

With that said, Mamezu, belly protruding, walked straight to his seat.

At this moment,

In the hall of Naka Shrine, tables were arranged from east to west in four rows, each row with a different number of tables. The most tables were in the southernmost row, with dozens of them, while the northernmost row had only one table.

Watching this sudden change in arrangement, Asuka, standing at the door, was momentarily dumbfounded.

"It used to be just two rows, right? Whoever is older sits in the front rows."

Why has it suddenly become four rows today??

However, the other Uchiha clan members who came for the meeting seemed to have known about this change beforehand. They quickly found their seats and sat down directly, leaving Asuka to seat on the very end.

After Asuka sat down with a bewildered expression, he looked at Uchiha Fugaku sitting very close to him and then reached out to pull the elder sitting next to him, asking quietly.

"I ended up coming here?"

"Oh!"

The elder wiped the oil from his mouth casually and said,

"You ran off last time, didn't you see how furious I was? After the last civil war ended, the Grand Elder divided us into these tables, openly displaying our factions. The outermost row with the most people is the bold and fierce faction. The middle row, second in number, is the competitive faction. Our row, not many, is the Shisui-like faction.

As for you."

After glancing at Asuka, he dipped his finger in the water from his teacup and wrote a few words on the table.

['Encouraging divorce faction']

Asuka's face instantly darkened. He looked at the distracted Grand Elder sitting at the table and gritted his teeth.

"Does Elder Dengan have something against me?"

"Huh, you actually know that Grand Elder has something against you?"

"Since the time you insisted on learning Medical Ninjutsu, the Grand Elder has been displeased with you. Yesterday, when you proposed the alliance plan, the Grand Elder became even more displeased with you.

So, what do you think? Now that the Grand Elder is getting older, are you interested in nominating me to become the Grand Elder?"

"Quiet!"

Upon hearing whispers from below, Fugaku pressed down with his hand. After scanning a few people in the front row, his gaze fell on Asuka. In a low voice, he said,

"Uchiha Asuka, just now, an order came from the Fourth Hokage, appointing you temporarily in charge of three newly graduated students. After some time, you will enter the Fourth Hokage's direct department, the ANBU.

I hope you can take on the role of a bridge between the village and the clan."

"I'm becoming a sensei?"

Asuka pointed at himself, blinking incredulously at his Clan Head.

Someone actually wants the Uchiha Clan to become sensei??

What is the Hokage thinking?

After giving the other person an affirming look, Uchiha Fugaku then pointed to two others and informed them of the news about entering the ANBU. He then lowered his head to look at the clan members below and continued,

"The Fourth Hokage intends to mend the conflicts between the village and the clan. As the Clan Head, I should also show goodwill proactively. In some time, I will allow Itachi to enter the Ninja Academy for studies, and after graduation, he will apprentice under the Fourth Hokage."

"Mm~"

The surrounding clan members nodded one after another, showing their agreement.

Minato Namikaze's strength was widely recognized across the ninja world. Being able to apprentice under the Fourth Hokage was naturally a good thing, especially since Itachi was the Clan Head's son , no one could object.

Most importantly, becoming a disciple of the Hokage meant the clan would once again have a chance at the Hokage position.

Thinking of this, many old men looked at Asuka with glee.

While the clan assembly was a place where opinions could be freely expressed, and even if someone did something outrageous, it could be brushed aside with a smile, some things once done would be firmly imprinted in everyone's minds, unforgettable.

For example, advising the Clan Head to divorce.

Cough Cough

At this moment, Asuka cleared his throat lightly and looked towards where the Grand Elder was, speaking in a calm tone,

"Grand Elder, I'd like to introduce a marriage proposal to you. The woman is a grandmother of a Hyuga friend of mine, and for the honor of our clans, I hope you won't refuse."

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Suddenly, a series of sharp whistles echoed through the air. Countless Kunai, emitting a dark gleam, flew like locusts, controlled by some force, descending towards Uchiha Asuka.

The Kunai covered half the sky, forming a massive funnel that firmly enveloped the sky above Asuka's head.

"You old geezer!"

Asuka looked up at the sky, facing the barrage of Kunai. He raised his right hand, letting his wide sleeve fall back to reveal a sculpted arm like polished jade—white, smooth, and strong.

A red sphere of light formed in the palm of his right hand, and in the next moment, it burst into a dazzling radiance. Intense, scorching heat radiated in all directions, instantly vaporizing the tea water in the gathering area.

At this moment, Asuka appeared godlike, raising a sun with one hand.

"Fire Release: Scorching Sun!"

This was his original Ninjutsu. When he was researching the Rasengan years ago, he felt that its power was insufficient. Thinking about the Lava Release·Rasenshuriken, he integrated his own Fire Release Chakra into the Rasengan, creating this formidable Ninjutsu with immense destructive power.

The key point was that no hand seals were needed.

Gurgle!

The Uchiha ninjas around looked at the incredibly fierce and violent fiery red sun, swallowing their saliva involuntarily.

No matter how many times they saw it, this Ninjutsu was always so shocking.

However, did he have to go this far?

Looking at the Kunai in the air being burned into molten iron by the intense heat, resembling a rain of fire, molten iron splashed continuously onto the ground, leaving large black pits.

"Enough!"

Seeing that there were no more Kunai in the sky, Asuka casually dispersed the fireball in his hand. He reached out, using a Kunai to push aside the molten iron dripping on the table, then took out pen and paper from his pocket to make notes.

"On February 2nd, 51st year of Konoha, since Uchiha Asuka became a ninja, the Uchiha Clan Grand Elder has continuously challenged Uchiha Asuka. After rigorous training and difficult battles, Uchiha Asuka finally defeated the Grand Elder for the 27th time.

Justice once again stands on the side of victory."

Looking at the disgruntled Grand Elder, Asuka shook the booklet in his hand and casually said while picking his nose,

"Grand Elder, don't forget the rules you set. One move per person. Using too many techniques can breed resentment and undermine unity within the clan."

Huff Huff

The Grand Elder stared at Asuka's face, took several deep breaths to suppress the urge to attack again, his emotions towards this guy were incredibly complex.

Equal parts of love and hate.

Within a clan, it takes decades, even generations, for a genius to emerge.

However, the birth of a genius can determine the course of history for years, decades to come.

Those events that unfold slowly and simultaneously will compress into a brief moment, which will make irreversible decisions for generations to come. It determines life and death for an individual and the survival of a clan.

Such moments often occur on a specific day, at a certain hour, sometimes even in just a single minute.

And Uchiha Asuka is such a genius.

Except this genius damn well isn't focusing on the right things. Before becoming a Jonin, he went to study Medical Ninjutsu, then during Jonin training, he tinkered with some bottles and cans for scientific experiments. After graduating from the Ninja Academy, he started researching the legendary Sage Arts.

Apart from Medical Ninjutsu, everything else was a waste of time, none of which he fully understood.

And now, it's rumored that this guy has even given up on Medical Ninjutsu.

So many years wasted in vain.

After watching Asuka for a while, the Grand Elder slammed the table heavily and turned his head away, looking elsewhere.

He hates geniuses, especially geniuses who waste time.

A genius's time should be spent on cultivation, not on researching potential partners for me.

Potential partners?

From the Hyuga family.

Hmph!

Who cares which Hyuga it is.