Naruto: Linked to Kaguya, Corrupting the Ninja World

Noticing a flicker of shock on Itachi Uchiha's face—as if for a brief moment he had lost composure—Obito burst into laughter again, clearly delighted. "Zetsu, you're such a prankster."

There wasn't the slightest hint of blame in his tone.

After all, they were all going to die anyway—who killed whom hardly mattered.

Itachi gave White Zetsu a cold stare, saying nothing, and then indifferently drew his blade.

As he turned and walked away, blood sprayed from Izumi Uchiha's body.

White Zetsu remained with his usual grinning expression.

He had done it himself to avoid hitting Izumi's vital organs—the slash had barely missed her heart.

Izumi had already fallen under the effects of Itachi's Mangekyou technique. If she suffered another fatal wound, the combined trauma—physical and psychological—might leave her unable to awaken at all.

Just to be safe, he had taken matters into his own hands.

When he reached a certain crossroads, Itachi couldn't help but glance back one last time.

All he saw was White Zetsu removing the Three-Tomoe Sharingan from Izumi Uchiha, while beside him, Obito stood silently, making no move to intervene.

Itachi took a deep breath, suppressing all emotion as his calm returned once more.

None of this concerns me anymore.

Once I see Sasuke again, my path here ends.

Inside the family compound, an eerie silence lingered, punctuated only by waves of sharp, nauseating bloodstains filling the air. On his way home, Sasuke gradually sensed something wrong, panic rising as he hurried toward his house.

He pushed open the door and saw only Fugaku Uchiha and Mikoto Uchiha lying lifeless in a pool of blood, with Itachi standing beside their bodies.

"Brother…"

Itachi turned around, gazing at him with icy indifference.

"My foolish little brother," he said coldly. "If you want to kill me, then hate me. Despise me. Live shamefully until you have eyes like mine!"

Half an hour later, Root members finally arrived, long after Sasuke had let out his heart-wrenching scream.

They were considerate enough—not only did they send the unconscious Sasuke Uchiha to the hospital, they also thoroughly cleaned up the Uchiha compound.

The scent of blood faded, and the place became completely deserted.

Soon after, all personnel stationed at the Uchiha compound and the Police Department withdrew.

After Itachi Uchiha left with Obito,

Hiroki arrived near the Police Department.

White Zetsu appeared carrying the unconscious Izumi Uchiha and reinserted her eyes.

"She's still alive, but she's trapped in the Mangekyou illusion—it's hard to say when she'll wake up…" White Zetsu remarked.

[Tsukuyomi], huh?

Hiroki rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

In the original story, Kakashi stayed unconscious for about a week after being hit by Tsukuyomi. How long would Izumi last in comparison?

"Send her to Snow Country for recovery treatment."

"Eh? Not to Tsunade?" White Zetsu asked in surprise.

"I'm worried she might go mad when she wakes up. Better keep her far away to avoid affecting others. Let me know once she starts showing signs of waking up."

By morning, the news of Itachi Uchiha wiping out his entire clan spread across Konoha.

Itachi Uchiha was officially labeled an S-class rogue ninja.

Panic and outrage spread across the village.

While some people did wonder how Itachi Uchiha, a teenager barely in his early teens, managed to defeat an entire clan alone, no one raised objections under the official explanation.

When Hiashi returned to his clan's territory, he glanced toward the direction of the Uchiha compound with a heavy heart.

Although their two clans had never been hostile toward each other, upon hearing about the Uchiha massacre, he still felt a wave of sorrow.

When one rabbit dies, even the fox feels sorrow — such is the way with kindred spirits.

Passing through a small path inside the Hyuga territory, he overheard several clan members who worked at the hospital complaining that lately, more patients had been picking fights, and some even outright refused treatment from Hyuga medical ninja.

In the past, Hiashi hadn't paid much attention.

After all, it was natural for sick people to have emotional fluctuations, and medical disputes were inevitable.

Thinking it over now, Hiashi's heart suddenly chilled.

Could this be another scheme orchestrated by the upper echelons?

Among all the departments involved, the hospital was where the Hyuga frequently interacted with ordinary civilians.

And commoners, busy struggling to make ends meet, were naturally the easiest to manipulate through public opinion.

Back then, the public's resentment toward the Uchiha Clan had also slowly accumulated in exactly this manner.

Was history about to repeat itself once again?

Deeply worried, Hiashi became even more determined to uncover the secrets behind the Byakugan.

Over the following days, Sasuke Uchiha—now somewhat lucid—still struggled to accept reality, lying listlessly in the hospital bed.

Why did such a thing happen?

How could his gentle older brother become a murderer slaughtering everyone?

Had he been deceiving me all along?

Iruka came to visit him carrying a basket of fruit. "Sasuke, just rest for now. Your teachers and classmates will always wait for you."

He meant well, but the occasional flashes of sympathy and pity in Iruka's eyes cut through Sasuke like a knife.

"I don't need leave."

Stubbornly, Sasuke requested discharge from the hospital.

The Uchiha territory had lost its former vitality — to Sasuke, it now felt vast and hollow.

The familiar faces of clan members he usually encountered on his way home would never appear again—not even their corpses had given him a final farewell.

Leaf ninjas had already buried them long ago.

Only endless emptiness and hatred filled Sasuke's heart.

"Itachi, I will never forgive you..."

At night, he cried bitterly beneath the covers alone.

The next morning, after wiping away his tears, Sasuke returned to Konoha Ninja Academy.

In his eye, everyone had changed.

Before, students looked at him with jealousy, dissatisfaction, and admiration. Now, they only showed pity and sorrow.

These gazes stabbed at Sasuke's nerves repeatedly.

His expression grew dark and unwelcoming, giving off a cold vibe that kept others at a distance.

During practical training, Sasuke defeated his opponent Zayron once again.

Yet compared to usual, his opponent fell in an especially brutal defeat—crashing to the ground wailing uncontrollably, tears streaming, with injuries refusing to fade easily.

Iruka gave a slight facial twitch and stole a glance at Sasuke whose face remained blank. He sighed inwardly.

Compared to before, Sasuke's attacks have become heavier...

"Sasuke, he just surrendered, so you should have stopped," Iruka said.

Seeing Zayron cast a fearful and resentful glance, Sasuke let out a cold snort but offered no explanation.

Outside the battlefield, some students were whispering quietly.

"Sasuke has become more violent..." Ino Yamanaka murmured, her eyes filled with worry.

"Sasuke-kun..." Sakura Haruno wore the same troubled look.

"What a pain." Shikamaru Nara shook his head in sigh.

"Don't you think that's crossing the line? Can't we stop bending over for him all the time?" Hinata said.

"We can't really blame him. After everything that happened with his family, maybe we should all give him space these days." Choji Akimichi remarked.

"Why did the Uchiha Clan..."

"Hey, what are you talking about? You're not allowed to talk about that again!"

Sasuke caught on fast. The moment he overheard someone talking about the Uchiha Clan, he snapped in their direction.

He stormed over, fists clenched like he was seconds from throwing a punch — "If you dare—"

"You shouldn't bully your classmates either," Hinata stood up.

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