Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara

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The Hidden Village in the Grass was situated in the Land of Grass. The village's shinobi were known for their proficiency in studying and replicating the jutsu of other nations—an ability that had earned them a reputation as a village skilled in "learning."

Aside from establishing the infamous Hōzuki Castle, their most well-known historical involvement was in the Third Shinobi War—the Battle of Kannabi Bridge.

The battlefield where Obito "fell" was also the cherished home of the reclusive Uchiha Madara.

Of course, the battle itself had been fought between Konoha and Iwagakure, with Grass Village playing little more than a background role.

Had their village been stronger, had they possessed even a single formidable warrior, perhaps the aging Madara would not have remained in hiding in the Land of Grass for decades.

After checking off another famous landmark, Kyōsuke's team continued their journey southward. They crossed the river by boat and soon arrived at a place that sent shivers down the spines of missing-nin across the lands—Hōzuki Castle.

"Remember, during the mission, it is best if we maintain a low profile," Kyōsuke instructed, his tone carrying a hint of seriousness.

"We must not blindly rush into battle. That would only jeopardize our chances of success."

"Got it~," a cheerful voice responded.

"Oh," another responded, his voice indifferent.

"Hmm," came the last reply, nothing more than a simple hum of acknowledgment.

Among the three young shinobi, only Eri, the delicate and adorable "little princess," responded with enthusiasm. The other two boys, however, showed little interest.

And who could blame them? When they first accepted this S-rank mission, they had imagined a perilous journey, one fraught with life-threatening danger lurking at every turn.

Instead, their travels had been largely uneventful. The only opponents they had encountered so far were small-time thugs, and most of their time had been spent on endless travel.

To make matters worse, their teacher refused to use the Flying Thunder God Technique, claiming that "reading ten thousand books is not as valuable as traveling ten thousand miles"—that they needed to experience the world with their own two feet.

Haruto, for his part, had his own theory.

His foolish old man was just enjoying the scenery. Worse still, he probably wanted them to serve him tea while he did it.

Fortunately, their long journey was finally drawing to a close. In the distance, the formidable walls of Hōzuki Castle loomed before them.

"Halt! State your business!" The guard at the gate was anything but friendly.

Kyōsuke raised an eyebrow at the aggressive tone but saw little point in arguing with a mere sentry. If a fight broke out, a lowly guard like this might not even survive the aftermath.

"I am from Konoha—" He reached into his cloak, intending to retrieve his identification.

But for reasons beyond comprehension, the guard misinterpreted the movement as a threat. Without hesitation, he raised his blade, pressing it against Kyōsuke's shoulder.

"Bastard! Do you have any idea where you are? If you dare cause trouble here, you won't have enough lives to pay the price!" The guard's voice was laced with pride, his attachment to Hōzuki Castle evident.

The sight left the three young shinobi utterly dumbfounded.

"H-He just threatened sensei with a weapon…" Eri's eyes widened in disbelief. Were all shinobi from Hōzuki Castle this brave?

"A foolish mistake," Kurama Jun shook his head. If only this guard knew who he was dealing with… Had this been the previous Uchiha clan head, the castle itself might have been reduced to rubble by now.

"It's over," Haruto muttered, burying his face in his hands. No one understood his father better than he did.

Stay low-key? Avoid unnecessary conflict?

Ha! As if.

On the other side, Kyōsuke regarded the guard with an impassive expression. His cold, unreadable gaze bore into the man, suffocating him with silent pressure.

The guard, though not completely witless, quickly realized something was wrong.

A man faced with a blade to his throat should display fear, or at least concern. Yet this stranger remained utterly unfazed. That left only two possibilities—either he was an absolute fool, or he was a warrior of terrifying strength.

And judging by the three young shinobi following behind him, the latter seemed far more likely.

"This thing," Kyōsuke tapped a single finger against the flat of the blade. His voice was devoid of emotion. "It does not have the power to threaten me."

"And you," his tone dropped to a chilling whisper, "do you understand what it means to wield a sword? A man who draws his blade must always be prepared to be cut down in return."

*BOOOOM!!!*

A thunderous explosion shattered the silence.

To the shock of all onlookers, the massive gates of Hōzuki Castle crumbled into ruin.

"..."

Haruto exhaled sharply, pressing a hand against his face. He should have known better than to expect anything different.

Of course, his father had gone and started a fight.

Kyōsuke wasted no time. Summoning a dozen shadow clones, he issued a single command—search for the Box of Ultimate Bliss.

Then, turning to his disciples, he gave a simple order:

"From this moment onward, anyone who shows hostility toward you is an accomplice to the missing-persons case."

"I grant you permission to strike them down at will."

"But…," Eri hesitated, her keen political instincts warning her of potential consequences. "Sensei, won't this provoke a conflict between our nations?"

Kyōsuke let out a disdainful chuckle.

"You mean Grass Village?" His lips curled into a smirk. "They do not dare to hold resentment."

"They are not even allowed to have resentment."

"...Is that so?"

"In fact," Kyōsuke continued with an air of nonchalance, "when all is said and done, they might even present us with gifts and personally offer their apologies."

"That's ridiculous…" Eri murmured in disbelief.

"It is merely the way of the strong devouring the weak."

As they conversed, the garrison forces of Hōzuki Castle arrived, launching an assault on Kyōsuke's shadow clones.

The outcome was self-evident. The difference in strength between the two sides was insurmountable. Even the forces of the Hidden Cloud were far stronger than these so-called guards.

How could such weaklings possibly pose a threat to Kyōsuke?

"You three, go as well," Kyōsuke ordered, his voice carrying a merciless undertone. "Each of you must take down at least ten enemies."

A shinobi who had never seen blood would forever remain a fledgling, unfit to soar in the vast skies.

Even Naruto Uzumaki, with all his ideals of peace and righteousness, had blood on his hands.

For true shinobi, taking ten lives was hardly a challenge.

What mattered was whether they could overcome the barrier within their hearts.

At this moment, the great prison of Hōzuki Castle, an institution with a history stretching back for generations, was facing utter devastation.

Inside the warden's office, the castle's master, Muramatsu, sat in solemn silence, listening to his subordinate's report.

"The information has been confirmed. The intruder is none other than the Hokage of the Hidden Leaf Village—the God of Shinobi, Uchiha Kyōsuke."

Muramatsu fell completely silent.

From the very moment their operation began, he had anticipated that someone would eventually come knocking at their gates.

But he had not expected them to arrive so quickly.

Nor had he expected the one to come knocking to be the last person in the entire shinobi world whom they could afford to provoke.

Those fools…

How? How had they managed to enrage the Hokage of the Hidden Leaf Village?!

They were tasked with capturing individuals, not openly making an enemy of Konoha!

Muramatsu took a deep breath.

"At the very least, preparations are nearly complete… The mission passed down for a thousand years will soon reach its end."

"In the final moments…" His gaze darkened. "Let Hōzuki Castle become the final sacrifice."

With his resolve hardened, Muramatsu swiftly formed a series of hand seals.

In an instant, the Fire Release seals placed upon every single prisoner within the castle flared to life.

Across the entire fortress, over a thousand inmates were suddenly engulfed in dark crimson flames.

Fire Release: Heavenly Prison!

Kyōsuke's shadow clones immediately noticed the change.

Sensing something beneath the earth, one of them performed a simple Earth Release technique.

With a deep rumble, the Box of Ultimate Bliss, long buried beneath the ground, was pushed up to the surface.

"Found you."

With a single thought, the shadow clone dispersed, relaying its findings back to the original.

The next instant, Kyōsuke himself was standing beside the box.

Behind him, Truth-Seeking Orbs hovered ominously. In his hand, he held the Sage's Staff.

The so-called "indestructible" Box of Ultimate Bliss was nothing more than a fragile container before him.

Muramatsu's eyes filled with pure terror as he watched Kyōsuke lift his staff.

With a single, effortless swing—

CRACK!

A crisp, shattering sound echoed through the air.

The legendary Box of Ultimate Bliss splintered apart like brittle glass.

From within the broken remains, a shadow burst forth.

A monstrous being, its body jet-black as ink, its back adorned with a pair of enormous wings, shot into the sky.

This was Satori—the true form of the Box of Ultimate Bliss.

A creature capable of peering directly into the hearts of others… a being born from malice itself.

"At last, you reveal yourself," Kyōsuke murmured, his gaze sharpening with interest.

He had long held a certain theory about this creature. Now was the perfect time to put it to the test.

As for its so-called mind-reading abilities?

Before the power of his Dōjutsu, such a trivial skill was nothing short of laughable.

"A crude, third-rate technique."

In the blink of an eye, Kyōsuke vanished.

The next moment, he reappeared directly in front of Satori.

His Sage's Staff swung in a mighty arc—

*BOOOOM!!!*

A devastating full-force strike, aimed straight at the monster's skull.

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