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Reborn into Hyuga

Franz was one of the leading geneticists of his country. During his long work with the government, he has done many unforgivable things. Unfortunately, when the work and dream of his whole life were nearing completion, news of his atrocities leaked to the masses. The government, fearing an angry crowd, turned all the arrows on Franz, and the almost killed him altogether. Being in a desperate situation, he applies the decision to inject himself with an unfinished mutagen, after which he loses consciousness. Author. Just one of the ideas in my head. I can't say anything about the new chapters, if there is time and activity, I will definitely write more. I've only watched anime and if I make a mistake somewhere, please point out the mistake. This is a translator, so there are errors. You can also read my original work "The Path of Omniscience"

lonhet · 漫画同人
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Chapter 80. Throwing up the necessary information

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*A gust of wind

Landing on a cracked wall, a man of about twenty-eight, with long spiky hair standing up, frowned at the city plowed by destruction. His face catchy opposite-sex and black eyes expressed gloomy thoughtfulness.

- Not bad, apparently they had quite loud celebrations last night.

Behind the man, a rather cheerful, youthful and a little like a woman's voice was heard. It comes from the mouth of a boy of twelve, thirteen years old. He had rather short black hair and an attractive face, with a visible grin on it. Unfortunately for him, the grin quickly disappeared from his face, due to the strong slap on the back of his head that followed his words.

- Shut up, you idiot.

Removing her hand, a twenty-year-old girl standing next to him spoke calmly. On her beautiful and cold face, looking at the devastation, irritability was noticeable, and sadness and concern could be seen in her black eyes.

The clothes of the whole trio were similar black cloaks with a high collar and the symbol of the Uchiha clan on the back. The man leading the group, in addition to a variety of pouches under his cloak, hung on his belt, also had a rather long katana attached to his back. As if imitating the elder, an elongated tanto was also fixed on the boy's small back. The girl, not paying attention to the probably heavy weight, carried a significant-sized shuriken on her thin back.

Suddenly, sensing movement nearby, the man abruptly turned his head to the side to just see the members of the two clans appear. Without letting him speak, Rakosi, pretending to be angry on his face, quickly examined all three of them in turn, especially lingering his gaze on the boy, after which he spoke in a sharp tone.

- You took too long to get here. Apparently you don't care what happens to your clan members.

Frowning even harder, the Uchiha who led the group, keeping calm, spoke. – I'm sorry, but I was ordered to take these two for rotation. As for your message… Foruma-dono because of the crumpled description, didn't really understand its meaning, so he sent me here. My name is Makatoshi Uchiha and I ask you to bring me up to date.

Listening to Uchiha's calm tone, Rakoshi grinned inwardly, seeing irritation in the eyes of the trio. For someone the youngest, it was more noticeable and practically displayed on the face, while for others it could only be seen in the eyes. After listening to the man, Rakosi made a demonstrative sigh and portraying a calmer expression on his face, said.

- I'll accept your apologies. Follow me to Ame-dono, he will bring you up to date. – starting to turn around, Rakoshi saw Makatoshi's lip twitch for a moment at the mention of Ame, but nodding, he wanted to wave his hand to two of his clansmen so that they went to the rest of the Uchiha. – Wait! You cannot rotate until we make sure that there are no traitors among the remaining Uchih.

- What? – Those who wanted to move already, the young Uchiha and the girl froze in place, staring blankly at Rakoshi. – What are you talking about, Uncle?!

Raising his voice, the boy demanded. The girl, waiting for an answer, did not even pay attention to the discourtesy of the clansman, on the contrary, even nodded to his words. Makatoshi, continuing to maintain an imaginary calmness and despite internal misunderstanding and an increasing feeling of headache, said.

- Can you please tell me what you mean by…

- Don't you get it, red-eyed? He told you in clear language that Ame would tell you the full information. Maybe you got a shuriken in your ear that you're so deaf? – Interrupting the man's speech, Oroto, who had been silent all this time, exclaimed. – Damn, I should have swatted a couple of your…

Ignoring Oroto's subsequent whisper, Rakoshi said again, - Follow me. – Already without listening to a new, repetitive, and, in his opinion, a stupid question, Hyuga, not paying attention to the maliciously looking sharingans at Kaguya, Uchih, jumped down on the roof of a dilapidated house next to him.

- Come on. Makatoshi muttered to his junior subordinates with displeasure and pushed off from the wall, followed Rakoshi, who had already moved a considerable distance away.

Jumping from one cobblestone roof to another, Makatoshi looked gloomily at the increasing destruction. It didn't take long for their group to reach the most notable areas of the city, which were located closer to the center. By that time, having examined a small part of the damage, thoughts about possible events were already running through the man's head like a herd.

"From what I saw, the explosive tags at the outer wall were initially detonated. Traces of damage definitely look like what an explosive mark leaves behind, but I do not know if the entire wall is damaged, or is it only at the place of our arrival… If the seals were laid throughout the entire wall and the Hugues did not notice an extraneous presence during all this time, then most likely it was done... from the inside… There were also traces of the use of techniques, but some of them are incredibly weak. As if they were used by some junior members of the clan or without clan trash... daimyo guards? Perhaps. As for these rich areas, our people and Kaguya probably fought here..."

Jumping onto the masonry that had gone through a lot of cracks in front of the castle wall, Makatoshi, like his escorts, froze in shock. In addition to the ruins of a previously large castle visible from a distance, the Uchiha company was met by a legendary phenomenon for their clan.

Swirling with black tongues of rapidly changing flame and without making a sound of the crackling sound familiar to fire when burning, parts of the stone ruins were enveloped by a black flame penetrating to fear. Gorenje Like death, it slowly trudged along the "earth", scorching the stones to black and turning the wooden elements of the castle, the remains of rich utensils and scattered bodies occasionally visible to the eye into ashes.

- How? Who! It's not what I think it is, is it?

Quietly, Makatoshi muttered casually, shocked by what he sees. His head was filled with new thoughts that made the man feel more and more insecure.

"Who the hell is this! We should know all the users of these eyes! Where could they have come from here? Among that group of apostates, only Ray had Mangekye. But we eliminated this power-hungry idiot with the help of the Baru group. Baru is also dead, I personally saw his corpse with a hole in his chest... is it possible..."

Turning his head sharply, Makatoshi saw Rakoshi standing in discontented expectation and looking at him with cold eyes. It was as if he knew in advance that after seeing the flames, their group would linger at this place. But having discarded this strange fleeting thought, the man, with seriousness visible in his eyes, demanded of Hyuga.

- Those who did it were two one-eyed teenagers, a girl with purple hair and a guy with white hair? Answer me, is it them?

Outwardly irritated Rakoshi, listening to the demanding tone of Uchiha, again to himself, with a share of malice, grinned. Having put on a mask of irritation, a portion of anger and malice, he made a few seconds of suspense and spoke in a strangled voice.

- Why are you so impatient? We are already almost there, and if you hadn't been frozen here like idols, you would have received the answers you need long ago… But okay, yes, there was this two Uchiha among the Senju. It is a pity that during the battle, they were hit by this strange black flame released by themselves and they burned down. Tsk, there weren't even any bodies left, and I so wanted to make stuffed animals out of them…

- What are you talking about, the old man has completely lost his mind? – dissatisfied and a little muffled, said the young Uchiha. His face, like the face of the girl, was seized with surprise and fear at the sight of the black flame. But not knowing what it was, they only noticed his horror and immediately turned their attention to their escort.

- Are crazy? No little Uchiha, it's just some unpleasant thoughts out loud. You know, losing the comrades you've been fighting for decades is pretty sad, and I wouldn't want you to feel that. – Having dropped a little the heat of anger from his face, Rakosi said, letting in his words an affectation of benevolence and, oddly enough, real sadness.

- Hn. Thank you? – Raising an eyebrow uncertainly, the boy muttered, not understanding the meaning. But this does not mean that the adult Uchiha standing next to them could not help but understand such an obvious meaning of the words. Already calculating the possible losses with the proposed compensation, Makatoshi asked.

- What are your losses?

Having managed to return to the already really irritated expression on his face, Rakoshi opened his mouth in order to repeat the words already said to this Uchiha many times about the need to follow him. But feeling the familiar vibrations of the chakra next to him, he closed his mouth.

- I've been watching you for a long time. And I suddenly wondered what the Forumu was telling you so terrible about me that you are so "stubbornly striving to meet me"?

Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!

Creation is hard, cheer me up!

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