"Help! Help! Somebody save me already!"
Uchiha Miyuki's voice rang out frantically in the group chat.
"Uuuugh, what was I even thinking? The wedding between Jaeger and Leng-san just ended, and all I had to do was wait for him to come out. Instead I had to stick my nose into Konoha business and now I'm being hunted down!"
Her complaints came nonstop, a mix of panic and self-pity.
"Damn Uchiha Fugaku! This is all because I refused his engagement to my Mikoto-san, and because I beat him once when he mouthed off at me! Mikoto and I are innocent, but he still bears a grudge? And this guy's supposed to be clan head!"
Earlier That Day
After Jaeger and Leng-san shut themselves away in the bridal chamber, Kasumigaoka Utaha looked after the two jinchūriki girls who had lost their composure. Miyuki, meanwhile, set off for Konoha to gather information.
Normally, Utaha—with her overwhelming strength—would have been the better choice. But this was the ninja world, Miyuki's home turf. Knowing she had the advantage in local knowledge, she volunteered, hoping to score favor with Utaha and the other girls.
"Everyone keeps calling me a loser, but I'm actually amazing! I awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan and mastered the Eight Gates before I turned twenty. Only cheats out there are stronger than me!"
Bragging to herself, she infiltrated Konoha and quickly learned the current situation.
The truth shocked her.
The Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, had lost control and massacred many shinobi. His public execution was scheduled in three days, after which the new Hokage would be none other than Shimura Danzo—the Root leader who had schemed in the shadows for decades.
"What the hell!? He just swallows up a Transmigrator and suddenly he's the Fourth Hokage? That was supposed to be my position!"
Grinding her teeth, Miyuki pictured Jaeger crushing Danzo, taking the Hokage's seat, and reshaping Konoha to his liking. She imagined him sweeping up every kunoichi, even Tsunade, as his personal retainers. Just thinking about it made her giddy.
For a moment, she almost charged into Konoha with Susanoo, intent on cutting Danzo down herself.
But she knew better. She wasn't strong enough.
"If it were Utaha, maybe. With her strange time-stop powers and that ridiculous spiritual energy, she could probably fight him.
But me? Just Mangekyō and Eight Gates? Against Danzo's Izanagi? I'd be slaughtered."
She forced herself to act composed.
"I'm not running away. I'm making a tactical retreat. Danzo's a boss meant for His Highness Jaeger anyway. Killing him now would just ruin the script."
Her excuses sounded hollow even to herself.
Danger to Jaeger? Impossible. Even if Kaguya Ōtsutsuki herself revived, Jaeger could crush her bare-handed. Danzo wouldn't last two moves.
Confident in her decision, Miyuki turned to leave.
Minato and Kakashi dying? Honestly, not her concern. This was the shinobi world—people die and get resurrected all the time.
But fate played a cruel trick. On her way out, she ran into Uchiha Fugaku.
He baited her by claiming Yuhi Kurenai, Mikoto, and others had been taken by Danzo—and when her guard dropped, he struck without hesitation.
"The Eye of Death… no, not exactly. His Mangekyō feels similar to the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, but not that absolute. Still—if it really worked that way, I'd be dead already!"
The memory made her shiver. Her Susanoo, once her proud defense, had been sliced apart like paper. Her genjutsu crumbled instantly before his Mangekyō.
And when that strange blade tore through Susanoo's armor, she didn't even dare unleash the Eight Gates. What if his technique really could kill at a glance?
Clutching her head as she fled, Uchiha Miyuki cursed her fate.
"Help! Somebody save me! Senpai Saint Jaeger! Leng-san!"
Uchiha Miyuki, burning through the Fifth Gate of the Eight Gates, sprinted at inhuman speed, crying out in the group chat as if her life depended on it.
Far behind her, Uchiha Fugaku followed her trail with cold precision, anger simmering in his heart.
Damn Miyuki… she's been hiding a technique this strong and never once told the clan. She doesn't even acknowledge me as the Uchiha head!
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Group Chat
Esdeath: "Miyuki… really? Already asking for help again?"
Luo Hao: "Didn't you say you were just going to gather information? Don't tell me you got caught by Danzo?"
Jibril: "Hmph, this is your third SOS, isn't it? First you got chased by that transmigrator with Ryūjin Jaka powers, then you ran from Danzo with Gojo's ability. Who is it now?"
Miyuki: "It's Uchiha Fugaku! Our clan leader! That bastard must have sold out to Danzo—he attacked me the moment we met! I thought he'd help me!"
Eriri Sawamura: "…Honestly, the gap between you and Jaeger is way too big. He shows up in any world as a boss character, while you get hunted in your own village."
Yamamoto Mei: "Hmph. Pathetic. If you had even one percent of Jaeger's power, you wouldn't be running from a side character like Fugaku."
Miyuki: "Shut it, you violent old shinigami! Don't mock me while I'm about to die!"
Yamamoto Mei: "Haha! Sorry, but watching you struggle is just too entertaining."
Esdeath: "Exactly. Watching Miyuki flop around only motivates the rest of us to get stronger."
Miyuki: "…You're all evil! Nerona, Holy Angel Leng sama, Utaha Senpai, Madara—save me already! Otherwise the cutest beauty in the ninja world is done for!"
Madara Uchiha: "Pathetic. A reincarnator with a system, yet being chased by Fugaku—a minor supporting character at best. You disgrace the name of reincarnators."
Miyuki: "S-sorry! I've embarrassed everyone!"
Madara: "Forget that. Let's talk Fugaku. The memory copy confirmed he awakened Mangekyō Sharingan, but it never revealed his ability. That fool actually siding with Danzo… disgraceful clan head!"
Miyuki: "Madara, you'll save me? Great!"
Miyuki: "But seriously—I don't know what Fugaku's eye power is. It feels similar to the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception. My Susanoo crumbled like paper in front of him!"
Scathach: "Sounds like a technique that strikes directly at life and death. A dangerous ability."
Madara: "Interesting… a blade that can slice through Susanoo itself? Then Fugaku isn't entirely useless. Wait. I'll come from Amegakure."
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "In that case, I'll help too. Kushina and Rin have already recovered from their… state."
Miyuki: "Senpai! I knew you loved me after all!"
Utaha: "Don't flatter yourself. I just don't want Madara tripped up by an unknown eye technique."
Madara: "Me? Tripped up? Don't be absurd. I've transcended into a death god—my power rivals Kaguya Ōtsutsuki herself. Fugaku could swing until his arms fall off and I wouldn't even flinch."
Miyuki: "Then it's up to you, Madara! …By the way, what is Saint Jaeger doing?"
Utaha: "Still sealed inside that barrier with Angel Leng. Outsiders can't hear or see them, but I'm sure he's very happy right now. After all, she's a beautiful angel."
Luo Hao: "Oho, the jealousy practically bleeds through. Jaeger—he'll suffer later. With Utaha's stamina, she can't break him, but she can definitely keep him from looking at other women."
Eriri: "Ugh, possessive women are terrifying."
Miyuki's lips trembled. She only asked one simple question—how did the chat spiral into Jaeger's love life again!?
I'm still being chased here! Can someone care about me for once!?
At least Madara and Utaha had promised to come. With powerhouses like them on her side, Miyuki looked back at Fugaku and smirked proudly.
Idiot old geezer… just you wait!
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Foreign reinforcements? Could this be a trap? Fugaku frowned, recalling names like Jaeger and Luo Hao—monsters he did not want to face.
But then Danzo's image flashed in his mind. Shimura Danzo, who had slain the Third Hokage and Minato Namikaze. If Fugaku returned empty-handed, he would be the next corpse.
No, there was still hope. What if Miyuki really was alone?
Even if Jaeger and Luo Hao show up, so what? That brat Miyuki's talk of splitting moons is nonsense. As long as my eyes can see the weakness, I could even kill the Sage of Six Paths himself!
He clenched his fists, psyching himself up, and charged forward again.
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"Whoooosh—"
The sound of air splitting above made Miyuki glance up. Her eyes lit up instantly.
"Madara! Konan!"
Descending from the sky came Uchiha Madara, exuding an even heavier spiritual pressure than before, and Konan, gliding gracefully on paper wings. Somehow, they had arrived even faster than Utaha.
Madara looked unchanged from his prime—except sharper, deadlier. Konan, however, had grown visibly. Thanks to Jaeger's training, her strength and poise had matured; she now stood as a kunoichi worthy of true respect.
Madara landed with a heavy thud, folding his arms. "Where is Fugaku?"
"I opened the Fifth Gate to escape. My speed should've left him far behind. But Fugaku's no slouch—he won't lose me completely." Miyuki answered quickly.
For all her whining, she was a shinobi with a solid reputation. Her failures came only by comparison—most other reincarnators had better luck or cheat abilities.
Even Yamamoto had hopped into the pirate world and eaten an enhanced Lightning Fruit. Jaeger, of course, had endless adventures across worlds. She, the first member to join the chat group, still hadn't even crossed once.
The thought made her chest ache. To distract herself, she turned to Konan. "Master Madara, why bring Konan along?"
"This is live instruction." Madara's gaze stayed fixed ahead, waiting for Fugaku. "Konan had potential even in the original memory copy, but her teacher was trash. With the right guidance, she'll go far. As for that white-haired fool Jiraiya—he'll be reminded of his place soon enough."
"Eh… trash teacher?" Miyuki twitched, silently pitying Jiraiya. Being targeted by Madara was practically a death sentence.
Still, she couldn't help but grin. Serves him right! That old perv always tried to compete with me for Tsunade. Let him get beaten black and blue.
Just then, a surge of chakra raced toward them at alarming speed
"Coming!"
Uchiha Madara tilted his head with arrogant confidence, and at the same time activated the group's live broadcast feed.
Madara: "Watch closely. You dared to say I'd stumble in the gutter? Ridiculous. I'll show you the true gap."
Swish—!
As viewers flooded the chat room, a figure cut through the air—Uchiha Fugaku, closing the distance in a blur.
"Reinforcements…?"
Fugaku's heart sank when he saw Miyuki flanked by Madara on the ground and Konan hovering above with paper wings. But retreat was impossible. He had no choice but to fight.
Yet the closer he came, the more his stomach twisted. That chakra… heavier than any tailed beast. And that face—no henge, no disguise.
His throat went dry. "Uchiha… Madara?"
"Well spotted," Madara answered, arms folded, his pride unshaken.
"…Ancestor!" Fugaku's eyes widened, his voice breaking with emotion. "I—it's really you! Do you know how much the clan has suffered all these years!?"
For a brief instant, his joy felt genuine—like a son meeting a long-lost father.
Madara's expression softened ever so slightly. A man abandoned by his clan, stunned by this sudden display of loyalty.
But that heartbeat of sentiment shattered in an instant.
Steel flashed.
"Presumptuous!"
Fugaku's blade lunged straight for Madara's chest.
Instinct took over. With a snarl, Madara's Susanoo burst forth around him. But Fugaku's lips curved into a chilling smile.
Shhk—!
Like a knife through paper, the spectral armor split apart. The blade carved straight through Madara's Susanoo—and his body. Blood sprayed across the earth.
"I… I killed Uchiha Madara!" Fugaku roared in triumph, his chest heaving. For every Uchiha, it was the ultimate fantasy: to end the man whose rebellion had cursed their clan's name.
But the victory lasted only a second.
"Foolish brat."
The "corpse" moved. A hand clamped around Fugaku's throat, lifting him effortlessly off the ground.
Madara's crimson eyes glowed like hellfire as his voice thundered:
"Tell me again—who did you say you killed!?"
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