[Conversation target: Uchiha Fugaku.]
[Copyable traits are being analyzed.]
Two large system prompts floated before his eyes.
Uchiha Ren blinked, a sudden realization dawning on him.
So traits from the dead required physical contact to be seen.
But traits from the living had to be revealed through conversation and interaction?
He nodded, then continued dragging Fugaku into idle chatter, rambling about this and that.
Soon, the first trait gradually appeared before his eyes.
A refined blue halo shimmered gently.
[Excellent Trait — Clan Head's Authority (Blue): When holding internal clan discussions, persuasion increases by 30%.]
Clan Head's Authority?
Ren shook his head and quickly looked downward.
This thing was useless to him.
What, was he supposed to start a rebellion in a tavern and overthrow Konoha or something—
Hm?
Wait.
Now that he thought about it…
That actually didn't sound half bad.
His little eyes blinked twice, suddenly feeling that this path might be promising after all.
From now on, call him Uchiha Douhuan!
Before long, as the conversation deepened, more and more traits surfaced.
[Fire Release Mastery (Blue), Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire (Green), Sharingan (purple), Malice Perception (Green), Mangekyō Sharingan (Purple), Glimpse of Fate (Gold)…]
Glimpse of Fate?
Gold-tier?!
Ren's voice suddenly shot up, his pitch rising a few notches.
"So this must be Fugaku's Mangekyō ability…"
He took a deep breath and muttered in amazement,
"Just like I thought… it's related to fate."
He'd guessed it long ago, but seeing it with his own eyes was still shocking.
It made him sigh once again—
The Uchiha clan really were the chosen ones of this era.
These eyes were truly broken-tier.
If the so-called "crown prince" didn't have plot armor, beating Second Pillar would be nearly impossible.
[Conversation with Uchiha Fugaku has exceeded ten minutes. Attempting to copy trait.]
[Copy successful. Congratulations, host, you have obtained Excellent Trait — Sharingan (purple): Grants extraordinary perception, allows observation of chakra flow, the ability to cast and perceive genjutsu, and to copy taijutsu and non–kekkei genkai ninjutsu.]
He actually copied it?!
Ren was genuinely surprised.
He'd only been testing the system, yet he'd really copied the Sharingan from his father.
Sure, within the Uchiha clan this thing was practically everywhere—
But he was only two and a half years old!
Joy surged through him from the inside out.
His brain, overstimulated, began flooding itself with dopamine.
And then…
Clutching his eyes, Ren couldn't help lowering his head and bursting into laughter again.
"Hahahahaha!"
Fugaku: ...
He was momentarily speechless, a trace of worry creeping into his gaze.
"Oh no… don't tell me the beam actually knocked this kid in the head?"
"If Mikoto finds out, this is going to—hm?!"
Just as he was wondering how to explain this to his wife, something flickered at the edge of his vision.
He quickly turned around and looked at his second son.
His gaze locked onto Ren's eyes.
Even as the head of the Uchiha clan, his breathing unconsciously quickened.
"Red?"
"His eyes are bloodshot… he definitely hit his head!"
Panic flashed through him—but when he noticed the tomoe within the red pupils, a sudden thought struck him!
His flustered movements froze instantly.
"No… no, that's not bloodshot!"
"It's… eye awakening!"
He lowered his head and stared at his son, who had finally stopped laughing.
An extremely complicated expression filled his eyes.
On one hand, pride and exhilaration.
His two-and-a-half-year-old son had awakened the Sharingan?!
That was completely abnormal!
Historically, the earliest any clan member had awakened the Sharingan was around ten years old, usually after surviving life-and-death trauma and emotional upheaval.
Even his genius eldest son—
Itachi, hailed as the hope of the Uchiha clan at only five years old—
Still hadn't shown any signs of awakening yet.
And yet—right now!
Right in front of him!
Just because he'd brushed Ren off with a few perfunctory words, this second son of his started laughing.
And after laughing…
He awakened the Sharingan?!
That must be it.
This child wasn't just emotionally extreme—he truly valued family bonds.
And he, as a father, had neglected too much of that because of clan affairs.
He had ignored Ren's feelings.
That must have caused Ren to feel emotionally stirred after being brushed aside, triggering the awakening.
Guilt and self-blame surfaced in Fugaku's eyes as he spoke softly,
"I'm sorry, Ren… Father usually neglects you too much…"
He made up his mind that he would pay more attention to this child in the future.
"But this matter of you awakening your eyes… you mustn't tell anyone, understand?"
"And also…"
Uchiha Ren: ???
Why was the esteemed clan head suddenly so long-winded?
Still, after the initial thrill faded, Ren quickly calmed down and lowered his gaze to his hands in confusion.
"Three times already…"
From the moment he transmigrated until now—less than a single day—
He had already burst into manic laughter three times.
That wasn't normal.
"Could it be that the Uchiha genes really do come with a built-in laughter trait?"
He sucked in a cold breath and resolved to stay calm from now on.
Then he waved casually at Fugaku.
"Goodbye, old—old father. I'm going to sleep."
And before Fugaku could fully process what just happened, Ren directly shoved him out.
Click.
Door closed.
Onto the bed—well, the floor.
Sleep.
Outside the door.
The guilt on Fugaku's face vanished instantly.
His expression grew even more complicated.
There was even a faint trace of grievance mixed in.
"Wait… so this kid dragged me over just to awaken his eyes? And once he got it, he tossed me out?"
He felt like one of those women in the red-light district.
Used and then thrown away.
After a long while, he sighed and turned toward the neighboring room.
"Fortunately, I still have my younger son and Itachi. Those two will definitely love me as their father!"
With that, he headed toward Uchiha Mikoto's room.
Inside, two gentle breathing sounds—one big, one small—could be heard.
Happiness had taken tangible form in that moment.
…
Early the next morning.
Splash.
"Shisui and I agreed to train together today. Can't be late."
Itachi slid open his bedroom door, preparing to head out for training.
"Ah!"
The moment he opened it, he nearly jumped in shock!
Right outside the door, a big face was staring straight at him.
When he realized it was his younger brother's soft, tender little face, he finally relaxed.
There were only two reasons this little brother would wake up so early.
Either he needed the bathroom—
Or he wanted the kitchen.
Thinking that, his gaze softened even more as he asked gently,
"Ren, did you wake up hungry?"
"What would you like to eat? Big brother's about to make breakfast."
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