The next morning, Yuhara finally got a rare chance to sleep in.
No one came to bother him, whether they had business or not—after everything he'd gone through yesterday, his exhaustion was off the charts.
By the time he woke up, it was already past 1 p.m.
"Still tired, though…"
He slumped against the tatami, staring at the glaring sunlight outside. His whole body ached. He didn't want to move at all.
Two straight days of intense fighting had completely drained his stamina and chakra—especially last night, which had burned through a lot of his ocular power.
That said, compared to the reincarnation of Indra, he hadn't pushed himself too hard, so his vision remained intact.
And right now, he was genuinely happy. Even though remembering the overly dramatic, cringe-tier lines he'd spouted last night made his toes curl, he couldn't deny it—he was happy.
Those chuuni lines… he had no idea how he'd managed to say them out loud at the time.
But in the end, he got everything he wanted. Even if this peace was temporary—it was his.
Yuhara's third demand had been harsh, even borderline crossing Hiruzen's bottom line.
Especially the part about revealing Naruto's true identity—Hiruzen flatly refused.
Public opinion was powerful, and Hiruzen knew that better than anyone. Just look at how the village treated Sakumo Hatake.
He could explain away Danzō's crimes as negligence or ignorance, but Naruto? How would he justify hiding that?
"Revealing Naruto's identity is out of the question. You know exactly who he is. Especially at this moment, I won't allow any unnecessary waves.
However, as a compromise, you're allowed limited contact with him—under strict ANBU supervision.
As for Root's files, forget it. Danzō had access to too many secrets. Some things I'd rather die than let out.
That's my bottom line. You choose."
"Like you ever actually banned us from seeing him. We avoided him just to stay out of trouble," Yuhara muttered.
He was obviously dissatisfied. Being allowed to see Naruto wasn't even close to getting Root's records.
Even if Naruto was a strategic asset, Yuhara wasn't interested in controlling tailed beasts.
And even if he could—he didn't want to destroy Konoha. The only person he'd destroy would be the old man in front of him.
Yuhara had thought about using this as a chance to force Hiruzen out of office.
But he held back. Now wasn't the time.
He wasn't in peak condition, Uchiha's public image still needed work, and Hiruzen still had massive influence.
Most importantly—who would replace him?
What if the next Hokage was young and unknown in attitude? Would Uchiha still have this much leverage?
Fighting a new, capable leader was way riskier than dealing with an old one drowning in scandals.
As for what the other clans would do—he'd find out at tomorrow's council.
"I've already played the vanguard and taken out Danzō. Let the rest unfold."
That settled it. He made his final decision.
He already had a good idea of what Root's records contained. Especially the human experimentation—that couldn't be scrubbed clean.
If Hiruzen destroyed them, Yuhara could just make things up. Kakashi had seen the documents too, after all.
If he could get close to Kakashi and combine that with the personnel list from Root, then after rebuilding the Uchiha's reputation...
He'd have enough leverage to strike at Hiruzen and those two so-called advisors.
Yuhara didn't believe that all those clan ninjas who hated Danzō would just sit quietly forever.
"Fine. Forget about Naruto—we don't need him as a bargaining chip. But Danzō had other powers. He definitely did a lot of human experimentation.
I want his Sharingan recovered. And I must have a partial copy of Root's personnel list.
No need for your experiment records, no need for who killed who. But the names—I want them.
That's my bottom line. Otherwise, I'll take Danzō's head straight to the Yamanaka."
"And what if you do? You think they'd really investigate? Besides, I never ordered any of this.
Still… fine. I agree."
Hiruzen snorted coldly, clearly pissed off, but eventually ground out the concession.
The reason he scheduled the department meeting for tomorrow afternoon was simple: he needed time to clean up.
Not just the Uchiha issue—he had to bury all of Danzō's leftover mess too.
"So, that's that. At least the bastard's dead and left me a little present."
Thinking of Hiruzen's enraged expression, Yuhara couldn't help feeling pleased. He pulled out a scroll.
Inside was Danzō's severed arm—the one he'd personally hacked off.
After leaving last night, he used Void Walk to sneak back in, carefully avoiding the ANBU now overseeing Root—and retrieved it.
After examining it, he confirmed it was a key piece of evidence.
"If I can convince Kakashi—he saw those documents with his own eyes—then this arm seals the deal. Let's see Hiruzen wriggle out of that."
Honestly, Itachi's betrayal had gifted Yuhara the perfect opportunity.
Thanks to Danzō, he could finally push back against the top brass's pressure on his clan.
But in Yuhara's mind, as long as that little traitor Itachi was alive—he was dead meat.
No matter the benefit, his hatred for traitors was absolute.
Even if he'd gained everything from Itachi's betrayal, that wouldn't change.
He shook his head—he didn't want to waste brainpower on that irrelevant guy.
What interested him more right now was how his system had changed.
What he did last night had just as much impact as taking control of the clan.
What kind of reward would the system give?
[Current Binding: Uchiha Clan]
[Current Status: Relatively Stable — You resolved internal issues and eliminated a major external threat, but clan development involves many aspects. Some evils remain.]
[Prosperity: 15,570 (Base prosperity for a normal clan: 10,000)]
[Suggestion: Begin structural reforms. Truly integrate the clan into Konoha. Focus on broader development.]
"'Clan development involves many aspects'—does that include population?" Yuhara muttered.
Thinking it through, yeah, population was a key to a clan's strength.
No people, no ninja. No ninja base, no elite talent pool.
Right now, Yuhara could confidently say—there were probably fewer than twenty active Three-Tomoe Sharingan users.
That didn't even count him, Shisui, or Fugaku, nor old-timers like Sō and Takeshi who were basically out of the game.
So really—how many actual elites did the Uchiha have?
"Yeah, we need to boost the population. Things are stable now, after all."
Besides people, Yuhara had tons to deal with. His workload was about to get insane.
As for the prosperity number—he sensed it had more meaning, but he didn't dwell on it. He was in too good a mood.
And with over 1,000 points now, he could spin the ability wheel again.
But when he saw what he got—he froze.
[Scythe of the Darkborn: Gain power fragments by killing enemies. Use them to enhance a specific physical trait. (Usages remaining: 1/1)]