Chapter 108: Tobirama's New Name; The Hokage's Terrifying Intelligence Network
The Ninja Academy had been in a state of absolute frenzy for the past two days.
The cause: Seisui Uchiha had arrived.
Under the strict insistence of Elder Isshin, Tobirama (now Seisui) had
officially enrolled in the Academy. The goal was for him to build a political
base among his peers and "master the fundamentals."
The news had even reached Hiruzen's ears. The Administrative Department's intake
officers had initially suggested that a teenager with a Two-Tomoe Sharingan—even
one without formal training—should be fast-tracked to Genin or even Chunin.
But Isshin had refused to budge. His reasoning, delivered with a straight face
and total conviction, was now the talk of the village.
"Does a boy join the Academy just for jutsus? No! He joins so that every Uchiha
can immerse themselves in Lord Hiruzen's glorious Will of Fire!"
"Power is a secondary variable! You people in the administration... I suspect
you were originally from the Senju clan, weren't you? To have such a low level
of spiritual awareness—it's shameful!"
"If Lord Hashirama could see the lack of zeal in the current generation, he
would weep!"
The sight of the Uchiha Clan Head—historically the village's biggest
grumbler—shouting "Will of Fire" slogans with the fervor of a street preacher
was a piece of high-tier dark humor that most ninjas found hilarious.
The Academy Grounds.
Tobirama sat quietly under a tree, scanning a standard historical scroll while
mentally auditing his new "hardware."
The Flying Raijin is off the table for now. It's too distinctive. No need to
trigger a crisis.
I'll stick to the basics. High-level Fire Style as my primary offensive kit. It
fits the 'Uchiha' brand.
Tobirama clenched his fist, feeling the vitality of the vessel. I'll weave in
bits of Water Style as 'supporting' elements. My blade-work and Taijutsu are
fine—Izuna and I fought for so long that our muscle memory is practically
identical. Even I have trouble telling where my style ends and his begins.
He was adapting to the body faster than expected. Like his previous form, this
vessel possessed an affinity for all seven elemental natures. But surprisingly,
Tobirama found that Fire Style felt... "smoother" now. The Sharingan was a cheat
code.
He had spent ten years of grueling research to invent the Flying Raijin. Yet
these Uchiha simply "woke up" one day with a brain-structure that granted them
god-tier dynamic vision and instant Genjutsu.
If I had possessed these eyes in my first life, Tobirama mused, I could have
invented ten times as many forbidden jutsus. This bloodline really is a
biological miracle. No wonder they're all so arrogant. It's hard not to laugh at
the world when you're born with a permanent advantage.
"Everyone! Meet my brother!"
Shisui came running over, leading a large group of students. He looked like he
had just won the lottery. "This is Uchiha Seisui! He's incredible!"
"He survived the Grass Village black-sites without any training! He awakened his
Sharingan while fighting a dozen scavengers! He helped the village scouts secure
the perimeter!"
"I want you all to be his friends!"
Trailing behind Shisui was the "Azure Dragon Study Group": Kakashi, Obito, Guy,
Asuma, and Rin.
In truth, Seisui didn't need an introduction. He was already the Academy's
biggest celebrity. The "Me-Against-The-World" backstory, combined with his
unique teenage physique and that striking, aristocratic face, had already earned
him a fan club of screaming Academy girls.
Tobirama felt a surge of awkwardness. Even when he was the Second Hokage, he had
never been "popular" with children. He was the "Scary Headmaster" people avoided
in the halls.
"Hello," Tobirama said, offering a stiff but polite nod.
Asuma Sarutobi blinked, staring at the boy. For a reason he couldn't name, he
felt a strange, familiar pressure coming from Seisui.
The way he stands... that look in his eyes... it's just like Dad, Asuma thought.
He carries himself with a confidence that makes the teachers look like Genin. I
must be crazy. He's just an Uchiha.
Asuma shook the thought away and introduced himself, followed by Kakashi and
Guy.
Suddenly, a blur of orange goggles and blue cloth skidded into the circle. Obito
Uchiha had arrived, breathless.
"Hey! No fair! You're making new friends without me? That's not what the
Brotherhood is about!"
"Does the 'Azure Dragon Study Group' mean nothing to you people?!"
Obito tripped over a loose stone, performing a perfect face-plant in the dirt.
He scrambled up, ignoring the dust on his nose. "Dammit! I'm a Sharingan user!
Why does the ground keep attacking me?!"
Kakashi sighed behind his mask. "Obito, literally no one asked."
"You've been reminding us you have a Sharingan every ten minutes for three
months. We get it. You're a 'powerhouse.'"
Obito sat cross-legged on the grass, refusing to be discouraged. He puffed out
his chest. "You're just jealous of my genetic ceiling, Kakashi! Don't worry.
Once we graduate, I'll protect you! The world is full of monsters, but they're
nothing compared to an Uchiha elite!"
Obito stole a glance at Rin, making sure she was watching his "cool" pose.
Might Guy adjusted his leg weights, looking thoughtful. He had finally memorized
Obito's name after six months of daily interaction, but he still thought the boy
was a bit... dim.
Tobirama, however, was not laughing.
He wasn't looking at the "clumsy boy" act. He was performing a clinical scan of
Obito's psychological profile.
Chakra flow is erratic but high-volume. The way he looks at the girl... his
emotional investment is dangerous. He's the 'Sentimental' type.
Tobirama's internal "Uchiha Threat Radar" began to scream.
This is the most dangerous kind of Uchiha, Tobirama realized. On the surface,
he's a lovable idiot. But that level of 'Love' is a double-edged sword. If that
girl dies or if he's betrayed, the emotional backlash will turn him into a
nihilistic monster. He'll skip the standard three-tomoe and go straight to the
end-game.
I need to put this one on the 'High-Observation' list. He's a tactical hazard.
Saru... did you put me in this school to be a babysitter for potential villains?
If so, your intuition is getting scary.
Tobirama walked over to Obito and looked down at him. His Two-Tomoe Sharingan
flickered briefly. He extended a hand.
"Get up. The dirt is cold."
Obito looked up, his jaw dropping as he took in Seisui's face. Whoa... he's so
cool! He makes Kakashi look like a background character!
Obito grabbed the hand and pulled himself up. "You... you're Seisui-nii, right?
I heard about you at the compound!"
"Elder Isshin said you told the Anbu Commander to shove his bandages where the
sun don't shine! That's the coolest thing I've ever heard!"
Tobirama offered a thin, aristocratic wave of his hand. "Exaggerations. It's a
pleasure to meet you. And your name?"
"I'm Obito! Obito Uchiha!"
"You're Shisui's brother, right? Man, I'm so jealous. The Hokage didn't assign
me a brother. I want one too!"
Tobirama felt a spark of inspiration. If he views me as a brother, I can lead
him. I can guide his 'Love' toward the village before it turns into 'Hatred.'
"You're an Uchiha. I am an Uchiha," Tobirama said smoothly. "In this clan, we
are all brothers. You can call me 'Seisui-nii' if it makes you feel better."
Obito's eyes turned into stars. "REALLY?! SEISUI-NII!"
Shisui's face darkened. Hey! He's MY government-assigned brother! Get your own!
"Brother, we're supposed to be going to the cafeteria!" Shisui interrupted,
grabbing Tobirama's arm. "We have a training session later. Are you joining us?"
"Of course," Tobirama said, his smirk widening.
"But tell me... you mentioned a 'Yellow Monster.' Is he really that strong?"
"He's terrifying!" Shisui whispered, his voice full of a rare fear. "He acts all
sweet, but then he teleports behind you and stamps a heart on your neck! He says
we're 'talented' while he's literally destroying our pride! He perfected the
Flying Raijin, Seisui-nii! Even the Jonin are scared of him!"
Stamping hearts on necks? Using MY jutsu to flirt?
Tobirama's eyes glowed with a predatory, teacherly light.
"I look forward to meeting this... Minato," Seisui said, his voice dropping to a
whisper that made the surrounding children shiver.
"I have a few 'corrections' I'd like to make to his form."
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