But in Konoha, I'll live only as a civilian. What my daughter becomes...civilian or ninja...we'll decide after we settle down."
A genuine smile tugged at Arata's lips.
Success without bloodshed always brought a special kind of satisfaction.
This was, after all, the second woman whose fate he had changed...thanks to him, Uchiha Arata. The first had been Uchiha Mikoto.
But just as relief washed over him, Arata's expression sharpened.
His senses caught faint movement outside...the unmistakable sound of multiple footsteps circling the house.
Though they moved silently, to his honed perception, the disturbance was obvious.
A frown creased his brow. So close… and now this.
If it were just him and Kakashi, escaping a trap like this would be trivial.
But now, with the Uzumaki mother and daughter here, things became complicated.
He couldn't guarantee their safety during a breakout.
His mind worked quickly. Within seconds, he formed a plan.
Arata flashed Kakashi a quick hand signal...we're surrounded....and immediately weaved a string of seals.
Two shadow clones appeared beside him, each instantly performing the Transformation Technique, their forms shifting into two well-armored Iwagakure shinobi.
Before Kakashi or Xiangling could ask anything, the two "Iwa ninja" boldly opened the front door and stepped outside, closing it neatly behind them.
One of them folded his arms and shouted arrogantly, "Come out, you rats hiding in the dark! The great Iwa-nin already found you! What, are all Grass shinobi just cowards lurking in the shadows?"
The provocation worked perfectly. All around the hut, rustling sounds erupted as the Grass-nin abandoned their stealth and emerged from hiding.
Within moments, the small house was completely surrounded....at least fifty of them.
Inside, Kakashi glanced at Arata in disbelief. But before he could speak, his gaze met Arata's.....and in that instant, he saw the spinning pattern of the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
A dizzying wave crashed through his mind. No… not now! Kakashi realized what was happening, but too late.
His consciousness blurred, the room spinning wildly. Damn it, Arata....why now of all times?
But before he could react, Arata struck with a swift hand chop to the neck, catching him off guard. Kakashi slumped unconscious to the floor.
Arata sighed quietly. In truth, with his mastery of genjutsu, he could've easily overwhelmed Kakashi completely.
But mental battles could leave lingering damage, and Arata didn't want to harm him.
So instead, he used a gentle illusion to disorient Kakashi first....then applied a far more physical method to put him to sleep.
"Sleep well, Kakashi," Arata murmured wryly. "You'll have sweet dreams, I promise."
He then turned to the stunned Uzumaki Xiangling.
Before she could react, his eyes flashed again, and she too fell gently into slumber, her frail body offering no resistance.
With both of them unconscious, Arata wasted no time.
He lifted Kakashi over one shoulder, cradled Xiangling and the sleeping Xianglin with the other arm, glanced once around the shabby room.....nothing worth taking....and then activated his ocular technique: Takama-ga-hara.
In a ripple of distortion, his figure vanished....leaving behind only two clones and an empty house.
Outside, the clones felt their connection to the original vanish and exchanged a glance of relief. Time to have a little fun.
Still disguised as Iwa-nin, one crossed his arms proudly and declared in a booming voice, "You worthless Grass trash! Tell me....how did you spot us? My Camouflage Stealth Technique is famous even in the village! Even Lord Tsuchikage praised it! And you think you could detect me? Don't make me laugh!"
The clones grinned broadly, basking in the absurd theater of it all.....while somewhere far away, the real Uchiha Arata and his unconscious passengers appeared safely inside his newly built island villa.
The Grass Ninja surrounding the arrogant "Rock Ninja" clenched their teeth in fury.
Even surrounded, the man stood tall and sneered as if no one around him was worthy of his gaze.
One of the younger Grass Shinobi finally lost his patience. "Your camouflage technique might be good," he spat, "but you can't hide from the secret arts of the Hidden Grass! The moment you touched the grass around our village, your chakra was exposed.
That so-called stealth technique of yours is nothing! If we hadn't chosen to quietly surround this place first, we would've caught you long ago!"
The middle-aged man who appeared to be their leader frowned at the outburst, initially intending to stop the youth from revealing information.
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