Chapter 38: It Is Never Too Late for a Gentleman to Seek Revenge After Sixty-One Years

Chapter 38: A Gentleman's Revenge Is Never Too Late Even After Sixty-One Years

Carrying this little brat into the bedroom, Uchiha Gin casually stripped off his apron and jacket.

The little brat wasn't wearing any underwear beneath, though he did have on briefs. He couldn't help but glance at the front—children really were pink and tender, not a trace of melanin deposited.

Not daring to look further, fearing his Sharingan would get a stye, Uchiha Gin tucked the blanket over the brat and withdrew.

Outside, he first dealt with Senju Ban's "masterpiece." Eating it was out of the question—the trash bin was its best destination.

After a simple cleanup, Uchiha Gin went to the backyard. The sun hadn't set yet, and he wanted to test whether skills could refresh during the day.

Sitting cross-legged as before, he closed his eyes and waited. A moment later, as the surrounding aura condensed, Uchiha Gin opened his eyes, a flash of understanding passing through them.

It seemed skill refreshes weren't on a fixed timer. Even during the day, as long as he appeared in the backyard, there was a chance to refresh a skill.

A familiar old friend appeared again. Looking at the man who materialized before him without warning, Uchiha Gin sighed.

With only two tomoe, he was hard-countered by a ninja like Uchiha Itachi.

But he couldn't just do nothing, right? The NPCs spawned by the system presumably had no emotional memories—they only fought purely.

"If I live to see your birth, I'll flick your little bird ten thousand times!"

Thinking of Uchiha Itachi who would be born years later, he silently vowed that when the time came, regardless of whether your father was the clan head or your brother the savior, he'd kill you dead.

"Come on, let the storm rage even harder!"

Uchiha Gin stood up with his Sharingan activated, preparing for a desperate struggle.

But the moment he activated his Sharingan, he discovered his left eye's vision seemed significantly stronger than his right. Staring at Uchiha Itachi, he actually received feedback suggesting he could learn.

Three tomoe? This sensation could only be explained by him having evolved to three tomoe.

The surging ocular power filled him with confidence. Since he now had three tomoe, wasn't he just a hair's breadth from the Mangekyou? He couldn't say he had no power to fight back anymore.

The next second, their gazes collided. This contest of ocular power produced a result quickly.

Uchiha Gin, slumped on the ground, once again entered the Tsukuyomi space. He actually felt a sense of coming home.

This time he wasn't immediately bound to a cross. Their ocular powers continued colliding within the Tsukuyomi space. Feeling his ocular power rapidly draining, Uchiha Gin knew he couldn't win and couldn't break the situation.

Though the final result was the same, at least this time he had tried.

Countless Uchiha Itachis stabbed knives into his wounds again and again. Uchiha Gin began another 72-hour torture session.

One second later, the slumped Uchiha Gin slowly rose. At this point, not only his left eye, but his right eye harboring the black flames had also successfully advanced to three tomoe.

"Backyard daily refresh random skill [Genjutsu: Tsukuyomi], obtained Tsukuyomi Fragment ×5"

[Tsukuyomi Fragment (10/40), collect 40 fragments to synthesize Genjutsu Tsukuyomi, skill learnable by Mangekyou Sharingan]

Seeing he actually gained five Tsukuyomi fragments this time, Uchiha Gin once again confirmed his hypothesis.

As long as he went all out fighting the NPCs refreshed by the system, even if he ultimately lost to them, the rewards would be more than just giving up directly. The system was quite humanized.

With the reward settlement, Uchiha Gin's body recovered completely, the trauma from Tsukuyomi vanishing like smoke.

"Growl~ grumble~"

As his stomach rumbled, Uchiha Gin remembered he hadn't eaten a grain of rice all day. He should cook a meal to comfort his wounded soul.

On the other side

In Uchiha Tajima's residence, Uchiha Tajima was in his study reviewing the clan's records on the Uzumaki clan.

The Uchiha and Uzumaki clans were separated by the Senju clan of the Forest. Besides clashing on battlefields, the two clans had no other intersection.

Perusing the clan's records of battles with the Uzumaki, Uchiha Tajima discovered an entry in a corner.

The entry roughly described a melee where a clan member who had awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan fought an Uzumaki powerhouse. The Uzumaki used a sealing technique that exhausted their life force to seal the Uchiha's eyes—a seal that remained unbroken until death.

Reading this entry carefully, Uchiha Tajima frowned in thought.

"Is it this kind of seal?"

But in the record, after that Uzumaki clansman cast the sealing technique, their fiery red hair instantly turned white. They lost all combat ability and were eventually killed by the very Uchiha whose eyes they had sealed.

What Uchiha Gin described was merely a sealing technique inscribed on a bead. It shouldn't have enough energy to break his seal.

Then he thought of Uchiha Miao mentioning slight contact. Could that sealing technique have opened a gap in his seal?

Coincidentally, Uchiha Gin had just awakened the Sharingan. The other's ocular power happened to leak out from that gap in the seal, gradually eating away at his own seal with the passage of time.

The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. Uchiha Tajima found himself in a dilemma. His eyes had already cast a major ocular technique once and were still in a cooldown period.

If Uchiha Gin broke through his seal before his cooldown ended, and then recalled those events, how would he face him?

*Bang bang bang~*

A rapid knocking interrupted Uchiha Tajima's thoughts. "Come in."

"Father, I have something to report."

Uchiha Izuna, panting as if he'd just run a marathon, was soaked through.

"What is it, Izuna?"

Uchiha Tajima was relatively gentle with his own children.

"Father, do you remember you asked me to keep an eye on what Big Brother's been up to lately?"

Izuna steadied his breathing and continued,

"How is it? Any leads on this matter?"

Uchiha Tajima asked curiously. Uchiha Madara was his future successor. If there were any mistakes now, they had to be corrected early.

"I followed Big Brother a few times and found he often goes to the nearby river."

Izuna pursed his lips and continued,

"I discovered Big Brother interacting with a strange child. The two seem to have become close friends."

"Is that so? What's the other's identity?"

Hearing his beloved son had connections with an outsider, Uchiha Tajima immediately pressed for details.

"Can't tell. I asked Big Brother, and he only said he didn't know."

Regarding his most respected brother actually protecting an outsider, Izuna felt heartbroken. His brother had actually scolded him for an outsider.

"Good. Next time Madara goes to meet them, come find me immediately."

Uchiha Tajima's eyes gleamed, a plan brewing in his heart.

*Achoo~*

Uchiha Gin, who had just finished cooking, suddenly felt a chill down his back. It was so hot by the stove, yet he was shivering. How strange.

After finishing the meal, Uchiha Gin remembered there was still someone in the house. He got up and went to the bedroom, intending to wake Senju Ban and let him know what a true "Food God" was.

The sleeping Senju Ban had a terrible sleeping posture. The blanket he'd been covered with had long been kicked off. He wore only a single pair of briefs, the rest of his body exposed to the air.

It was February now. Though the Land of Fire didn't get snow, the climate was still quite damp and cold.

Afraid the brat would catch a cold, Uchiha Gin pulled up the blanket rolled to one side with one hand, while shaking the drooling, sleeping Senju Ban with the other.

With his movements, Senju Ban, who had only just fallen asleep, slowly woke.

In his haze, he saw someone sitting by the bed. One hand lifting his blanket, the other on his body. Gradually coming to his senses, he instantly snapped awake.

Staring in disbelief at Uchiha Gin's impatient face by the bed, then looking down at his own exposed upper body, Senju Ban let out the highest-decibel scream since his capture.

"Ahhh! There's a pervert!!!"

Eardrums rattled by the scream, Uchiha Gin immediately clamped his hand over the other's mouth, only to receive even more violent struggling.

In shame and anger, Senju Ban didn't care what was at hand. He grabbed nearby objects and threw them at Uchiha Gin, but all were nimbly dodged.

*Crash!*

Uchiha Gin, not noticing what had whizzed past, heard a sharp crack.

Turning his head, he saw the family portrait he'd placed on the bedside table had been smashed against the wall by Senju Ban. The frame's glass shattered completely.

Startled by the sound, Senju Ban also calmed down. He pulled the blanket over himself, wrapping up tight, revealing only a small head with a complex expression as he said,

"I didn't mean to."

(End of Chapter)