Seeing how serious Isamu was, Tsunade stopped joking. Frowning, she said,
"Even if you're completely serious, a premonition is still just a feeling. There's no guarantee it's real. Don't let it weigh on you so much."
"I hope you're right."
Even though Tsunade's words made sense, the overwhelming sense of unease in Isamu's heart refused to fade.
Two days later…
That very day, Tsunade suddenly went on an incredible winning streak at the casino.
Instead of celebrating, her heart sank.
She immediately realized something was wrong.
Whenever her luck was this good…
…something bad always followed.
Without another thought, she rushed back to the inn.
At that very moment, Isamu was observing Konoha through the shared vision of the Xuanyuan Clan's Rinnegan.
"Isamu! Isamu!"
"Something's wrong! I know something's about to happen!"
She burst into the room and began frantically shaking him while his eyes remained closed.
"Alright, alright, I know."
"Stop shaking me."
Isamu slowly opened his eyes with a helpless expression.
He had warned her before, but she hadn't believed him.
Now that the moment had arrived, panicking wouldn't solve anything.
"What do you mean you know?"
"I've been winning nonstop today! Something terrible is definitely about to happen!"
"I think something's happened back home."
"Hurry and take me back to Konoha!"
"I'm worried about Senba and the others!"
"Calm down."
"What do you think I've been doing these past two days?"
"My informants have been monitoring everything inside Konoha."
"Tsunade… settle down."
Even so, his reassurance did nothing to calm her.
She refused to relive the tragedy she'd experienced before.
"How can I stay calm?"
"My son and grandson are there!"
"They're your son and grandson too!"
"If both of us have the same terrible feeling, then they're probably already in danger!"
"How can you sit there acting so calm?"
"When have I been calm?"
"I already have people watching over them."
"What good are informants?"
"Take me back to Konoha!"
"I want to protect them myself."
"If you won't take me, I'll go alone!"
Seeing Tsunade completely overwhelmed by worry, Isamu let out a helpless sigh.
Without another word, he lightly struck the back of her neck, knocking her unconscious.
"Lady Tsunade!"
Shizune hurriedly caught her.
"Lord Isamu… this…"
"She's too emotional right now."
"She'll only make things worse."
"Let her sleep."
"I'll handle everything else."
"Shizune, take her back to her room."
"Understood, Lord Isamu."
Shizune gently supported Tsunade and left.
After they were gone, Garuda spoke.
"Isamu… is something major about to happen?"
"Yes."
"It is."
"The people of Konoha have already made their move against Senba and Mikoto."
"If nothing changes…"
"…tonight will be the night they die."
A rare trace of heaviness appeared on Isamu's face.
After all…
They were his son and daughter-in-law.
Even he couldn't remain completely unmoved.
"What?!"
"How could this happen?"
"Senba has done so much for Konoha!"
"How can they repay him like this?"
Garuda's expression immediately darkened.
Although Senba wasn't her biological son, she had long treated him like family.
How could she simply stand by and watch?
"If they're going to be this heartless…"
"Then don't blame us for showing them no mercy."
"Isamu, let's go to Konoha."
"We'll save Senba and Mikoto…"
"…and wipe out everyone responsible."
"Don't be reckless, Garuda."
Isamu gently shook his head.
"What goes around comes around."
"Those who sow the wind will reap the whirlwind."
"Since they've chosen to target Senba and Mikoto, they've already sealed their own fate."
"Besides…"
"I already have a plan."
"This is also the perfect opportunity for Senba to see Konoha for what it truly is."
Garuda slowly restrained her killing intent after hearing his explanation.
She was kind-hearted…
But she wasn't naive.
Thousands of years had long since tempered away that innocence.
If Isamu gave the order…
She wouldn't hesitate to slaughter every last Konoha shinobi.
Night fell.
Dark clouds covered the sky.
Not a single ray of moonlight could be seen.
It was the perfect night for bloodshed.
Tonight…
Konoha Village was destined to become anything but peaceful.
Especially for the Uchiha Clan.
The five Xuanyuan Clan puppets hid near Senba's residence, silently observing everything.
"I knew it would come to this eventually."
"Itachi…"
"Oh, Itachi…"
"It seems you didn't listen to a single word your grandfather told you."
"So, for Sasuke's sake, you've decided to shoulder everything yourself."
"Was it really worth it?"
The Human Path shook his head with disappointment.
"What a shame."
"Such extraordinary talent…"
"…all because of an obsession with his little brother."
"The Uchiha's devotion to their siblings really is something else."
"Madara and Izuna were like this."
"Now It's Itachi and Sasuke."
"History really does repeat itself."
Night had long since fallen.
Yet Sasuke still hadn't returned home.
If Konoha wasn't pulling strings behind the scenes…
Isamu wouldn't believe it even if someone held a blade to his throat.
More than an hour passed.
Around eight o'clock that evening, the Asura Path witnessed members of the Uchiha Moderate Faction being slaughtered one after another.
There was no way Uchiha Itachi alone could have massacred thousands of clan members.
Uchiha Obito, wearing his spiral mask…
…and Danzo's Root operatives…
…had all joined in.
"I knew it."
"Even after awakening the Mangekyo Sharingan, Itachi couldn't possibly wipe out the entire Moderate Faction by himself without anyone noticing."
"So he had help after all."
Isamu had never believed the official story.
Now, seeing everything unfold firsthand, the truth matched exactly what he had expected.
Itachi had awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan six months earlier after witnessing the death of his best friend, Uchiha Shisui.
That awakening had elevated his strength from Jonin to Kage level.
Watching Obito and Root slaughter the Uchiha while quietly collecting their Sharingan, the Asura Path sneered.
"So…"
"You pin all the blame on Itachi…"
"…while helping yourselves to the spoils."
"What a convenient arrangement."
Then…
A thought suddenly crossed his mind.
His eyes lit up.
"I've got it."
"Summoning Technique!"
The Hell Path immediately formed hand seals and summoned the remaining Paths.
Among the Uchiha…
The Sharingan was undoubtedly the clan's greatest treasure.
Ordinary Sharingan meant nothing to Isamu.
What interested him…
…were the Mangekyo Sharingan.
Besides the late Uchiha Shisui…
There was one more person within the Moderate Faction who possessed one.
Uchiha Fugaku.
The son of Uchiha Mori…
…and the current leader of the Moderate Faction.
Almost no one in Konoha knew he had awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan.
But as someone who had transmigrated into this world…
Isamu knew that secret all too well.
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