Clan Head, Uchiha Arata requests an urgent audience. The matter is critical, I beg your pardon."
Arata's performance had begun.
Although Arata's voice was soft, he trusted that Fugaku Uchiha, as a peak-level ANBU, would easily perceive his presence and respond accordingly.
After only a short pause, Fugaku's voice came:
"Come in."
Receiving permission, Arata did not hesitate. He stepped confidently into the tea room where the clan head usually received guests.
Inside, Fugaku was already seated formally in a kimono, clearly awaiting Arata's arrival.
Despite being peers with Shisui in talent, Arata knew that, although he might not yet match Fugaku's strength, he was still one of the top-tier combatants of the Uchiha clan.
Arata sat down, preparing to speak, when a woman in a kimono, elegant and graceful, entered carrying a tea tray.
She silently set down the tea and snacks for them, then gave Arata a polite nod before quietly leaving.
"Thank you," Arata said softly. Once the clan head's wife, Mikoto Uchiha, exited, he began his plan.
Arata intended to repeat his usual tactic. A plan doesn't need to be original....it only needs to work.
"Clan Head, I've come tonight to report a matter. During the day, there are too many eyes and ears, so I had no choice but to come at night."
Fugaku nodded, understanding.
"Just speak directly. As your clan head, it's my responsibility."
Arata got straight to the point.
"I've noticed some irregularities in my Sharingan.
As you know, my parents passed away years ago.
With no one else to consult, I had no choice but to trouble you."
Fugaku sipped his tea and waved his hand.
"Nonsense, Arata. As the head of the Uchiha and knowing you are one of our elite, it is my responsibility to resolve your problems.
Arata, open your Sharingan. Let me examine it."
Arata complied immediately, revealing his Mangekyo Sharingan to Fugaku.
Fugaku knew of the Mangekyo, but he had not expected Arata to awaken it at such a young age.
When the unique pattern of Arata's eye appeared, Fugaku was unprepared....shocked, he froze in place.
Seeing his moment, Arata acted swiftly. While Fugaku was caught off guard, he activated the Mangekyo to unleash the Kotoamatsukami.
Even as a Mangekyo wielder, Fugaku felt the intrusion immediately.
He activated his own Mangekyo, attempting to resist the mind-altering dōjutsu.
But Kotoamatsukami, hailed as the strongest genjutsu, was no ordinary skill.
The instant Fugaku activated his eyes, the technique had already invaded, reshaping his innermost thoughts and altering his will.
From that moment on, Arata's commands became Fugaku's highest directives.
Once he felt the jutsu's success, Arata exhaled slowly, finally allowing himself to relax.
Although it seemed effortless to control Fugaku, the reality was far more dangerous.
Fugaku had no idea Arata possessed Kotoamatsukami.
Otherwise, as a fellow Mangekyo wielder with far more combat experience and at the prime of his strength, he would have presented a far greater challenge.
The only reason Arata succeeded was the element of surprise.
Just then, Mikoto Uchiha, sensing something unusual in the tea room—or simply feeling a disturbance—entered.
"Husband, what just happened? I thought I felt a chakra fluctuation. Are you alright?"
By the time she spoke, Fugaku had already been fully subdued.
He slowly closed his Mangekyo, sipped his tea, and spoke as if nothing had happened:
"Mikoto, it's nothing. I was merely inspecting Arata's Sharingan. You should rest; I have matters to discuss with him."
Mikoto would never have imagined that, in just a few moments, her husband's thoughts had been completely enslaved by Arata.
"Very well, I'll go rest. Excuse me, Arata-kun," she said with a bow, then turned and left.
Arata exhaled, finally letting go of the tension, wiping nonexistent sweat from his forehead.
That had been a dangerous gamble. A single misstep, and he would have had no choice but to flee.
But as with all risks, the greater the danger, the greater the reward.
Now, with Fugaku under his control and the Grand Elder's support, Arata effectively held the Uchiha clan in his hands.
His eyes turned to Fugaku, who still sat formally, face calm and composed.
"You understand what has happened, correct?"
Fugaku nodded.
"You have enslaved me, reshaped my thoughts. I am now completely loyal to you. My life and death lie entirely at your discretion.
Should you command me to do anything—even take my own life—I would obey without hesitation or resentment."
"The technique you used… must be the Mangekyo dōjutsu, correct? I never imagined it could be this powerful. I had no chance to resist.
Although I assumed your Sharingan leaned toward copying, your awakened Mangekyo proves to be top-tier genjutsu.
Even my reserved countermeasures were useless."
Fugaku shook his head, as if regretful, acknowledging the loss of his options.
Arata felt a chill down his spine. He had underestimated Fugaku's reserves—yet now, even that didn't matter.
Fugaku, reading Arata's thoughts, smiled reassuringly.
"Rest assured. Your dōjutsu has bound my loyalty entirely. I will not act against you.
My remaining contingencies are now nullified."
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