Konan and the Uchiha
Uchiha Clan Grounds~
Konan sat on Fuma's broad shoulders, her face full of curiosity as she looked around, occasionally tugging gently at Fuma's clothes, excitedly asking him questions.
Everything here felt incredibly novel to her.
Fuma, on the other hand, wore a helpless expression, allowing Konan to lead him around the clan grounds, sighing inwardly: "Do women love shopping from such a young age?"
After the war ended, Fuma had originally planned to stay home for a few days and discuss his new insights on taijutsu with Tsunade, hoping to deepen their bond.
However, to his surprise, Mito Uzumaki sent Nawaki over to fetch Tsunade, saying they were going to pay respects at Hashirama's grave.
Fuma could only show respect to Mito. This old lady was arguably the strongest person in the ninja world at the moment.
He had no choice but to bring Konan over first. As soon as they arrived at the clan grounds, Konan looked at him with those cute eyes and indicated: "I want to go shopping [insert cute expression]"
The current Uchiha clan grounds were not the newly built grounds at the outskirts of Konoha after the "Nine-Tails Incident," but the old clan grounds established during Madara Uchiha's rule.
Back then, the Uchiha clan was at its peak, and they spared no expense in manpower or materials to build the grounds. Bluestone and mahogany were the most ordinary materials used here.
The entire grounds resembled a closed-off manor. Whether residential or commercial, everything had a style that combined ancient simplicity with luxury.
Konan saw sights here that she had never seen before.
In Konan eyes, everyone here wore smiles on their faces, dressed in beautiful and fitting clothes.
Her eyes widened as she took in the bustling, vibrant street scene, as if she could never see enough.
In a nearby restaurant, freshly fried pork cutlets were piled high, drizzled with sauce and exuding a delicious aroma.
Inside the shop, men drank beer and boasted about their exploits, while the owner loudly promoted his specialties at the door, attracting customers.
In the distance, a tailor shop was filled with girls of graceful figures picking out clothes, admiring each other's figures in the mirror, and laughing as they teased one another.
Children on the street would nimbly slip into the ninja tool shop, eagerly eyeing the long-awaited katana or shuriken, pleading with the owner for a discount.
Konan looked longingly at all this; the prosperity and vitality here deeply captivated her.
"Is this...paradise?"
In the Land of Rain, she had only seen incessant rainstorms, rusty buildings, and fierce ninjas.
Hunger and tattered clothes were the norms for most people's lives.
Seeing Konan's eager yet slightly anxious expression, Fuma patted her head and gently said, "There is no need to envy anything here. This place will be your home from now on."
Konan nodded happily. This was the happiest she had been since her family passed away.
Fuma smiled and continued, "In a few days, I will be the head of the Uchiha clan. Then, I will order you to be included in the clan registry, and you will have a surname from now on."
Konan blinked, looking confused.
In this ninja world, commoners did not have surnames, only given names. Surnames and clan registries were beyond her understanding.
"Simply put, Konan, you will be a member of the Uchiha clan from now on."
"Everyone in the Uchiha clan will be your friend, your family, your support. However, you will also need to contribute your strength to protect the Uchiha clan."
"This is the clan symbol of the Uchiha. It is the emblem of the Uchiha, passed down for generations. You will witness its history and honor from now on." Fuma patted Konan's head and pointed to the clan symbol on the clothes of nearby clan members.
Konan, slightly bewildered, listened, not really caring about hundreds of years of history.
All she knew was that from now on, the people on these streets would be her family, and she would never be alone again.
Seeing the tears glistening in Konan's eyes, Fuma sighed inwardly.
"In this ninja world, countless civilians suffer and endure hardship. Even those who possess chakra, most ninjas struggle to meet a good end."
"War leads to hatred, and hatred fuels war—a vicious cycle that seems unbreakable."
"The first wars in the ninja world stemmed from the ideological clash between Asura and Indra, and the Sage of Six Paths sided unfairly in the conflict."
"Neither Indra nor Asura was content, and their endless reincarnations led the entire ninja world into a grand battle royale, where hatred and war are deeply ingrained in every ninja's bones."
Though the Sage of Six Paths saved the world from Kaguya, Fuma didn't think he truly cared for the Ninja World.
The Ninja World seemed more like a vast experimental field where endless battles were an extension of the ideological battle between Asura and Indra.
These two semi-Six Paths-level figures could always muster grand armies, rallying allies, and leading the ninja world into chaos.
Over millennia, Asura seemed to understand that in a world of the extraordinary, love and peace were mere words and that strength was ultimately the deciding factor.
Indra also seemed to understand the importance of companionship, beginning to care for his kin and clan, and the Uchiha clan gradually gained the reputation of being the "Clan of Love."
However, the Sage of Six Paths sat high above, silently overlooking the world of ninjas, never intervening to stop this endless conflict.
He seemed to have forgotten that all of this started because he helped Asura.
Indra had already proved that strength is the foundation of peace, yet the Sage of Six Paths lent his power to Asura.
Perhaps, to him, the people of the ninja world were mere whetstones to sharpen his two sons or perhaps just an experimental field in his pursuit of the true meaning of peace.
Fuma pushed these thoughts aside; at the moment, reaching the Six Paths level was not something he could contemplate.
But he deeply resented the hypocrisy and arrogance of the Otsutsuki clan.
One day, he vowed, he would shatter their falsehoods and arrogance with his fists!
Fuma took out a stack of thick bills and began to show Konan the daily life of the Uchiha.
After a round of shopping, Konan was completely transformed, looking like a young lady from a wealthy Uchiha family.
Konan, dressed in the dark blue Uchiha clan attire, with a simple hairpin arranged by the auntie at the tailor shop, a cute hair clip, a sparkling necklace, and a skewer of Konoha's specialty three-colored dango in hand, happily ate.
"Fuma-niisan, you should have a bite too!"
Konan offered a dango skewer to Fuma. But this heartwarming scene caused a bit of a misunderstanding.
Tsunade, returning from Mito's place, happened to see this and felt a bit dizzy.
"Fuma-kun, so you have a child already?!"
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