"Kakka, once the Ninja Academy is established, you will be a teacher there."
Uchiha Madara's tone was nonchalant, but to Kakka's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue. This bad news made him feel dizzy. The thought of becoming a Ninja Academy teacher, having to share a room with Senju brats every day, and even teaching them the experience and insights he gained from years of fighting on the battlefield, made him wish he could chop all the Senju Clan members to death!
He absolutely had to nip such a terrifying future in the bud!
"What, you're unwilling?"
Raising an eyebrow, Uchiha Madara's cold gaze shifted to Kakka, whose face was clearly unwilling. The moment their eyes met, Uchiha Kakka felt as if he had been electrocuted, and immediately swore against his conscience:
"No, absolutely not! Lord Madara, I, Uchiha Kakka, will definitely not disappoint your expectations. I will surely become an excellent teacher and educate the chi... children into strong individuals!"
Isn't that a bit too much of a bootlicker? Uchiha Kakka, you are a clan elder after all, and is it really appropriate to say such things in front of me?
Also, you were going to say 'brats' just now, weren't you?
Watching Kakka, Kamitsuki's mouth twitched, and a sense of shame arose within her. She silently turned her head away, pretending she hadn't seen anything.
..."Then it's settled. The Uchiha Clan must participate in the Ninja Academy."
Uchiha Madara's gaze immediately moved away from Kakka, as if avoiding something dirty. He turned to look at Kamitsuki, his eyes showing visible struggle.
"Kamitsuki, as for you..."
Kamitsuki could roughly guess what Madara was thinking now; he was struggling with whether or not to send her to the Ninja Academy.
Compared to ordinary children, her situation was too special. Exposing her too early to public view would only put her in unnecessary danger. Moreover, in this world where bloodline relations reigned supreme, she happened to have the most superior bloodline and the strongest Master, so she didn't need the Ninja Academy's resources at all.
Considering all these circumstances, it was clearly a wiser choice not to send her to the Ninja Academy.
"Master, I want to see the Ninja Academy."
But Kamitsuki didn't think that way.
Konoha is the center of the Ninja World, and Konoha's Ninja Academy is no different.
The story of "Naruto" begins at the Konoha Ninja Academy, a place that has witnessed the growth of countless Ninja. From the absolute protagonists Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura, and the future Konoha Twelve, to the older generation like Kakashi, Might Guy, and Kurenai Yuhi, and even villains like Obito and Itachi, all participated there.
Countless Ninja spent their childhoods here, growing into strong individuals capable of standing on their own.
The establishment of the Ninja Academy was a major turning point in the history of the Ninja World. Even if there were dangers, Kamitsuki wanted to witness history unfold with her own eyes, no matter what.
.....
It wasn't until the moon rose high into the night sky that Uchiha Kamitsuki and Kakka left Madara's residence together. A cold wind suddenly picked up at night, and in the empty clan grounds, only the lanterns under the eaves emitted a bright yellow light. In this faint glow, Uchiha Kakka held Kamitsuki's small hand tightly and walked towards home.
As the clan head, Uchiha Madara's residence was in the very center of the clan grounds, and Kakka's house was quite close; it was only a few steps for them to walk home, but Kamitsuki was already so sleepy she couldn't keep her eyes open.
Children are naturally fond of sleep, and the events of the day had been so numerous and exhausting. Kamitsuki had only walked a few steps when a heavy drowsiness threatened to overcome her.
No, it wasn't just threatening; it had already overcome her. Kamitsuki was like an old drunkard, swaying her head and taking unsteady steps, stumbling along, looking completely on the verge of collapsing.
Just as Kamitsuki swayed and was about to fall, a warm large hand grabbed her arm, preventing her from truly collapsing. Kakka bent down, extended his arms, and firmly embraced Kamitsuki.
"Father, I'm sleepy..."
Burrowing into Kakka's embrace, Kamitsuki breathed slowly and lightly. Immersed in a sense of security, she quickly couldn't keep her eyes open.
Under the soft moonlight, Uchiha Kakka carried Kamitsuki through the deserted streets. The surroundings were quiet, even the moonlight seemed to have a sound. In her father's embrace, Kamitsuki dreamt sweet dreams of stars and flower buds.
Half-asleep, she heard Kakka calling her name.
"Kamitsuki."
"Father?"
Opening her eyes vaguely, Kamitsuki groggily responded to Kakka's call.
"As Lord Madara's only disciple, you must support him well and not disappoint him."
Unable to distinguish whether it was real or just her dream, Kakka's sigh-like voice, filtered through the rustling moonlight, slowly sank into Kamitsuki's heart.
"Lord Madara has lost all his family. Kamitsuki, you are his only disciple, and his last family."
"Mm...."
Kamitsuki rubbed her cheek against his neck, mumbling words that Kakka couldn't quite hear. Her soft, trailing voice was less an answer and more like a spoiled whine. Then, she nestled into the crook of his neck and slept soundly.
Is this child even listening to me?
With a feeling of helplessness, Kakka hugged Kamitsuki, who was completely lost in dreams, and continued on their way home.
....
When she woke up again, Kamitsuki found herself lying in her familiar bedroom, covered by a soft blanket, with her favorite black cat doll obediently resting in her arms.
Yawning, Kamitsuki laboriously struggled out of the warm embrace of the covers. Her muddled mind was clearly still dominated by sleepiness. The only thought that could support her in defeating the sandman at this moment was—
"Brush my teeth... and take a bath."
Floating like a ghost into the bathroom, Kamitsuki picked up her toothbrush and laboriously brushed non-stop. Her right hand was even still tightly clutching the black cat doll. It was still very late, so after she finished washing up, she could still get a good bit more sleep.
The technology in the Hokage world was very twisted. Kamitsuki didn't understand how Konoha, while struggling to get enough to eat, could still develop such advanced tap water and sewer black technology, but she had to admit, she really couldn't live without it. As a transmigrator, if she really had to live an ancient life without tap water, flush toilets, or showers, she'd rather just die!
Thank you, Kishimoto-sensei, you are truly merciful.
Spitting out all the mouthwash, Kamitsuki listlessly examined herself in the mirror. Although she really wanted to go to sleep, for some reason, she felt as if something was wrong?
The mirror faithfully reflected her appearance: black hair, fair skin, bright and starry eyes. Whether it was her upturned large black eyes or her wildly messy black hair, no matter how she looked at it, it was the most standard Uchiha appearance.
In the battle between Senju and Uchiha genes, it was clear that the Uchiha genes had completely gained the upper hand. Kamitsuki stared at the mirror for a long time, and finally, she sighed:
"Eh, I really am beautiful, hehe~"
Nothing seems wrong, then.
After her bath, Kamitsuki put down the towel, picked up the black cat doll, and walked towards her room. After completing her washing tasks, sleepiness returned with a vengeance. In the empty residence, only faint footsteps gently tapped on the wooden floor.
Kamitsuki didn't notice anything wrong until she lay back in bed. She just thought she was overthinking things, then sweetly hugged the little black cat, completely sinking into the soft, warm embrace of the covers. A deep, viscous sleepiness completely took away her consciousness, submerging her into sweet dreams. Surrounded by silence and darkness, she continuously fell.
She once again sank into the consciousness space deep within her soul.
Time in the consciousness space was frozen like amber, and everything was the same as before. The Divine Tree stood silently on the soil as always, growing quietly. Its branches were delicate and slender, its leaves verdant and shiny, seemingly unchanged. But when Kamitsuki, sensing something was amiss, approached, she looked as if she had seen a ghost, revealing an expression of utter shock.
She finally knew what was wrong!
At the top of the Divine Tree, which was still just a small sapling, two silver fruits of identical size had formed. In the completely dark and still consciousness space, they were like two small gems, emitting an unignorable brilliant glow.
The Divine Tree bore fruit?! And two at once?!
Heavens, earth, has my golden finger finally arrived?
Kamitsuki's excitement was beyond words. Her consciousness swiftly swept past the Divine Tree and the fruits it had borne, and then, her jaw successfully detached from her face, falling with a thud to the ground.
The Divine Tree hadn't borne fruit; it had actually borne two eyeballs.
"These are... eyes?!"
Kamitsuki's eyes widened in shock. On the Divine Tree, two blue eyeballs, radiating a diamond-like iridescent glow, stared coldly back at her. The silver light she had seen earlier was actually the whites of the eyes.
Although they had the magnificent appearance of works of art, there was no doubt that these were human eyeballs!
Kamitsuki's face was frantic; if she could, she really wanted to scream to the heavens.
What the hell, why would the Divine Tree grow eyeballs?! Are trees doing performance art these days?
"This, this, what should I do?"
Kamitsuki's mind was a mess. This troublesome "golden finger" once again dealt her a heavy blow. What exactly should she do? Could someone tell her whether to eat them directly, or like in the anime, first dig out her own eyes, and then put this pair of eyeballs in?
Although, upon careful thought, the latter seemed more reasonable, but... that would be too painful, she absolutely couldn't do it!
Just as Kamitsuki was frantic and conflicted, the fruits at the top of the Divine Tree suddenly detached from the tree and slowly floated into Kamitsuki's palm. Seen up close, this pair of eyes with blue pupils and iridescent colors resembled meticulously carved jewels from heaven, exuding a natural charm. She examined this pair of strangely familiar eyes up and down, feeling as if she had seen them somewhere before.
Just then, the eyes in Kamitsuki's palm suddenly struck towards her eye sockets! Kamitsuki instinctively squeezed her eyes shut, but the eyeballs seemed to be without substance, breaking through her skin and crashing into her eye sockets, overlapping and merging with her original eyes.
An indescribable ache and pain surged from Kamitsuki's eye sockets to her head. Kamitsuki collapsed to the ground, trembling with pain. She clearly felt two pairs of eyes perfectly merging into one new pair of eyes.
Not only that, an endless surge of power was continuously rising during this process. She felt a power she had never experienced before!
In the real world, Kamitsuki, who had been sleeping, suddenly opened her eyes. All the black in her pupils receded, replaced by a thick, blood-red color. A single ink-colored tomoe slowly rotated within the red iris, and a gem-like vibrant hue diffused within the red.
These eyes were eerie, evil, but undeniably beautiful beyond compare.
At this moment, everything reflected in Kamitsuki's eyes was covered in dark lines like cracks, like ice-cracked porcelain. Whether it was the wall, the desk, the soft cat toy, or even her own arms and body, all were covered by these crimson lines.
These crimson lines were the lines of death that ended all things, the Straight Death Gaze. That was once the name of these eyes. But now, it had merged with the Sharingan.
"Kamitsuki! Are you alright... Sharingan?!"
The sudden surge of ocular power startled Kakka in the next room. Realizing the commotion came from Kamitsuki's room, he rushed into her room immediately. However, what greeted him was not an enemy attack, but Kamitsuki's Sharingan, as alluring as fresh blood and as brilliant as a jewel.
He stared at these newly born Sharingan in disbelief for a long time, and the kunai in his hand clattered to the ground.