Hearing that Shisui was to be sent to the Shin'o Academy, another low murmur of surprise and discussion arose among the Uchiha.
However, after Fugaku's gaze swept over them, it immediately became much quieter.
The Shin'o Academy.
The Uchiha clan was, of course, aware that this was an academy for the systematic training of Shinigami, teaching various Shinigami skills. Graduates would become official Shinigami.
Its nature was similar to the Ninja Academy.
The Uchiha clan would naturally not object to Kenma's decision; on the contrary, they were very much in favor of it.
The future development of the Uchiha clan had already been decided by Kenma, and Shisui was the clan's top genius. It was excellent that he could have a different path.
Shisui's existence would serve as the clan's public signboard, the first roar of the Uchiha clan's arrival in this world.
After hearing Kenma's decision, Shisui's expression became solemn, and he knelt on one knee. "Shisui will not fail to live up to your cultivation, my lord."
"Good. You will first return with me to the Seireitei. In a few days, the Shin'o Academy will be recruiting new students. I will take you there then," Kenma said.
"I understand."
Fugaku, at the side, looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. Kenma saw this clearly and asked with a frown, "Fugaku, is there some difficulty? Just speak plainly."
"Yes, my lord... We see that you are alone and lack attendants. I was wondering if we could select a few strong and capable members from the clan to handle some ordinary miscellaneous affairs for you."
Fugaku stole a glance at Kenma above, his tone somewhat apprehensive.
Kenma's interest was piqued.
He was currently the fourth seat of Squad 2 and the captain of the Onmitsukidō's Patrol Corps. Although he had subordinates in his squad who followed his orders, he lacked trusted confidants.
Now that Fugaku had brought it up, he simply asked, "Do you have any suitable candidates?"
Fugaku nodded. "After these past few days of training, several members of the clan have completed the introductory stage and possess considerable spiritual pressure, enough to serve as your subordinates."
Seeing Kenma nod, Fugaku gestured to a few people in the courtyard. Three men then stepped forward and knelt on one knee in the open space before Kenma.
"We greet you, my lord."
Fugaku introduced them to Kenma, "My lord, these three were all elite jonin of the Uchiha clan in their past lives and had awakened the three-tomoe Sharingan. After arriving in the Soul Society, they were also the first to condense spiritual pressure. Please inspect them, my lord."
Kenma looked at the three men, sensing the spiritual pressure within them, and nodded slightly.
"Not bad."
The three had just begun their training, yet they already possessed the spiritual pressure of an ordinary Shinigami squad member. They were barely usable.
As they continued to train, the three would at least reach the level of a lieutenant, and would surely become his assets.
"Raise your heads and state your names."
Hearing the command from above, the three Uchiha raised their heads. Their crimson Sharingan lit up, and their loud voices echoed in the courtyard.
"Uchiha Yashiro."
"Uchiha Tekka."
"Uchiha Inabi."
Kenma looked at the three of them: a middle-aged man with brown hair, a young man with long black hair, and another young man with short black hair and a black mole on his forehead.
An experienced elder leading two energetic young men. Adding Shisui to the mix, it was a standard ninja squad.
After memorizing their names and faces, Kenma said to the three, "From now on, you three will serve as my guards. When the time is right, I will assign you to the Onmitsukidō."
Kenma usually stayed in Squad 2 or at the Shihoin estate, so he had no real need for guards.
The so-called "guard" was just a title. He would keep them by his side to train for a while, and when they became stronger, they would be more useful.
"As you command."
As their voices fell, the three of them vanished from the courtyard with somewhat unfamiliar steps, concealing themselves.
Watching the three disappear in an instant, Kenma sensed that they were already hidden around him, their figures concealed, carrying out their duties as guards.
He was surprised. It wasn't just Shisui who had talent; these three were also exceptionally gifted.
'In just ten days, they've not only learned Shunpo, but they've also mastered some kido.'
'The Uchiha... are truly a treasure worth digging into.'
Seeing Kenma accept the three men, Fugaku and the others below breathed a sigh of relief.
Their Uchiha clan was now deeply bound to Kenma; they would fall together and prosper together.
Their eagerness to present the three men was, one, to display the clan's self-worth, and two, to protect the safety of their new lord.
Even if they weren't that strong yet, it could give the Uchiha a measure of self-comfort.
At least if danger arose, they could come out and take a blow for Kenma.
At the side, Elder Setsuna raised an eyebrow at Fugaku, signaling him to move on to the most important matter.
Fugaku's hesitant gaze met his, and the old man sighed inwardly. He knew Fugaku couldn't be relied on at a time like this.
As the clan head, he couldn't bring himself to say it, so it was up to an old fellow like him who had lived for too long to step forward.
Setsuna cleared his throat, stepped forward, his cheeks slightly flushed, and said to Kenma above, "My lord, there is one more matter. The number of people in the Uchiha clan who can feel hunger is quite large, and... the money you left us before is a little insufficient. Could you possibly..."
Before the old man could finish, Kenma understood.
He looked at the hundred or so Uchiha in the courtyard. He hadn't considered this matter.
"As for money, I have plenty. You need not worry."
If it were before, supporting so many people at once would have been difficult for Kenma.
But now, he held the financial power of the Shihoin clan. Supporting the entire Uchiha clan was no problem at all.
Using the Shihoin clan's assets for his own benefit—Kenma felt no shame in doing so.
In his past life and in this one, he knew very well that he was by no means a good person!
"Thank you, my lord."
After kneeling in thanks, the old man made a promise.
"The Uchiha clan has already adapted to life in the Soul Society. In the future, we will certainly not trouble you with such matters again."
The Uchiha clan needed to establish roots in the Soul Society and eventually become self-sufficient.
They couldn't always rely on others' charity; the proud Uchiha simply couldn't bear the shame.
After discussing some future development directions with the Uchiha leaders, the purpose of Kenma's trip was largely accomplished.
And his harvest had been exceptionally rich.
About to leave the Uchiha clan with Shisui and the other three, Kenma looked at the four following him and, with a grand wave of his hand, said to Fugaku and the others, "From now on, this area is yours to use as you see fit."
This place was on the outskirts of the Junrinan district. The concentration of Reishi was not low, enough for the Uchiha clan to train.
It had been a gift to him from the vice-captain of Squad 2, but now Kenma gave it to the Uchiha clan without a trace of reluctance.
"Thank you for your generosity, my lord!"
After a deep bow, the men watched with gratitude as Kenma boarded the carriage and left with Shisui and the others.
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