Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara

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In the eastern region of the Land of Fire, the Hyūga Clan stood as a symbol of strength and tradition.

In recent years, however, the Hyūga Clan seemed to have vanished from the public eye, their low profile so extreme it bordered on the unnatural.

Rumors spread far and wide, claiming that Hyūga Tenjin, the once-ambitious clan head, had suffered a severe blow, forcing him to abandon his lofty goal of dominating the Land of Fire.

After all, why else would that power-hungry ambitious man restrict the activities of his clan members?

After all, what other reason could explain why that power-hungry man would restrict the activities of his clan members, retreating into silence?

Yet, only a select few knew the truth: the Hyūga Clan had long since changed hands.

Two years after Hyūga Tenjin's mysterious disappearance, Yayoi launched a daring coup.

Armed with the overwhelming power of the Tenseigan and backed by her loyal subordinates—freed from the oppression of the cursed seal of the Caged Bird—Yayoi acted swiftly and decisively.

Her success was absolute. Not only did she annihilate the loyalists of the main branch, but she also struck down the formidable elders who had once been the pillars of the clan's strength.

In truth, Yayoi had gambled everything on a single belief: that Hyūga Tenjin would never return.

Time proved her gamble correct.

Under Yayoi's iron-fisted rule, the Hyūga Clan underwent a complete transformation. From its very foundations to its leadership, the clan was reshaped in her image, filled only with those who had sworn unwavering loyalty to her.

As for her method of securing such loyalty? It was simple yet ruthless: proving one's faith and ability earned the chance to have the cursed seal of the Caged Bird removed—a prize so coveted that it turned even reluctant allies into devoted subordinates.

Unlike her predecessor, Yayoi cared little for the risk of the Byakugan being exposed to outsiders. For her, cultivating subordinates capable of awakening the Tenseigan far outweighed any potential cost.

This marked the decisive difference in vision and ambition between her and Hyūga Tenjin.

Now, five years into her reign, Yayoi believed the time had come to lift the restrictions on her clan members.

The reason was simple: she had reached the final stage of the Tenseigan's gestation.

With her mastery over overwhelming gravitational and repulsive forces, Yayoi was confident she could face any Kage-level opponent. Once she advanced further and awakened the unique chakra mode of the Tenseigan, only a handful of individuals in the entire world would pose a threat to her.

Years of patience and meticulous planning, combined with the torment of assimilating foreign chakra, had culminated in her overthrow of Tenjin's reign. Every sacrifice, every gamble, had paid off in full.

This was Hyūga Yayoi—a formidable ruler, a woman of unparalleled resolve, and a visionary whose ambition burned brighter than any star.

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Inside the Hyūga's forbidden grounds, a secret laboratory.

The greatest satisfaction Yayoi had gained from taking control of the clan was the freedom to conduct her experiments without the need for secrecy.

Adjusting the taut white gloves on her hands, Yayoi stood before a set of intricate instruments, her sharp eyes scanning the glowing readings. She carefully fine-tuned the proportions of the cellular infusion, ensuring precise alignment.

Lying on the cold operating table was a woman so tall that even in a reclined position, her feet extended beyond view. This was none other than the infamous "Valkyrie," Uchiha Kochou, whose sudden disappearance from the battlefield had baffled many.

After years of relentless combat, Kochou's once-unrivaled ocular power had reached its breaking point. The strain had left her teetering on the edge of losing her ability to summon Susano'o.

Despite the resentment that burned within her, Kochou had no choice but to obey Madara's orders. She was forced to seek out the Hyūga Clan in secret, to undergo the transplantation of Sage Body cells in a desperate attempt to regain her strength.

As she lay on the cold operating table, Kochou could feel something foreign being introduced into her body.

"Ugh!" A muffled groan escaped her lips as she clenched her teeth, her hands gripping the edges of the table so tightly her knuckles turned white.

The sensation was unbearable. A strange, searing energy coursed through her veins, making her entire body tremble uncontrollably.

"You didn't mention beforehand that the transplantation process would be this painful," she hissed, her voice sharp with irritation.

Glancing sideways at the composed figure of Hyūga Yayoi, who stood with her back turned, Kochou felt a surge of rage rise within her. In that moment, all she wanted was to leap off the table and drive her blade through the woman's cold, calculating demeanor.

"Pain?" Yayoi's voice was laced with mockery as she glanced at her over her shoulder. "This is nothing compared to even a tenth of the pain I endured back then. What you're feeling doesn't even begin to compare."

Kochou's fury only grew as she realized the depth of Yayoi's disdain. The so-called Uchiha Valkyrie? In the end, she was nothing special—just an ordinary woman.

"If your lord were to see how pitiful you look right now, he'd probably be deeply disappointed," Yayoi remarked coldly, her tone sharp, cutting through the tension.

Her words were a clear jab, and despite the hostile tone, it was clear that Yayoi had no qualms about helping—but indulging Kochou's arrogance was another matter entirely. It made her uncomfortable just to look at the woman, with her self-assured demeanor.

One might have expected the taunt to spark shame, but instead, Kochou let out a laugh—weakly at first, but then more forcefully.

"Ha… hahaha… you're truly entertaining."

"Disappointed?" Kochou smirked disdainfully, her lips curling as she raised a finger to her mouth in a mocking gesture. "If my lord saw me like this, he'd immediately come over to comfort me—softly, gently."

"Disappointment? That's for little girls to worry about. No wonder, no wonder…" Kochou struggled to prop herself up on the table, casting a mocking gaze up and down at the woman before her. Her eyes lingered longest on Yayoi's somewhat flat chest and hips.

Finally, Kochou sighed, her tone almost casual, as though she hadn't meant to say it out loud, "No wonder your mentality is like a little girl's. Turns out neither your body nor emotional intelligence has fully developed."

"Oh?" Kochou suddenly paused, as though the realization had just dawned on her. She covered her mouth with a hand, letting out a laugh that was both sweet and cruel. "You won't be mad that I accidentally said the truth, will you?"

"Of course not." Yayoi's response was calm, her expression unreadable as she continued to watch Kochou. Then, without so much as a flinch, she turned and "accidentally" bumped into the switch that intensified the cellular infusion.

"AAAAHHHH!"

In the next moment, Kochou's scream shattered the tense silence in the lab, echoing off the walls as the searing pain coursed through her body.

"Oh dear, I didn't mean to. Are you alright?" Yayoi's face remained expressionless, but her eyes glittered with a certain satisfaction. Her demeanor practically screamed, Yes, I did it on purpose.

"You… you… stop it…" Kochou gritted her teeth, struggling against the unbearable sensation.

"Stop what? Do you want me to rush over and comfort you with soft, gentle words?" Yayoi's voice was calm, laced with a hint of mockery.

"You bastard! Just wait, I'll get you for this!" Kochou spat, her voice filled with venom, though it was clear her strength was waning.

The procedure dragged on, and the agony stretched into what felt like an eternity. When it finally came to an end, Kochou could feel her ocular power gradually returning, her vision clearing. She let out a long, exhausted breath, her sweat-drenched body collapsing back onto the operating table.

"Tch, tch, tch." It was clear that Kochou was the type to forget pain as soon as the wound healed. Finding herself idle, she immediately resumed provoking the woman across from her.

"Some people secretly crave something, yet they insist on pretending they don't want it. How pitiful."

Her words were vague yet pointed, as though she had said everything but also nothing at all.

As a former spy, Kochou had an uncanny ability to read people's thoughts.

Hearing this, Yayoi paused as she removed her gloves. Her cold voice broke the silence. "Prepare yourself. We'll proceed with the second round of injections."

"Wait—didn't you say there'd only be one round?!" Uchiha Kochou exploded, unable to bear the thought of enduring that sensation again.

"I'm the doctor. I make the decisions."

"You're no doctor! You're just a flat-chested, sadistic mad scientist!"

After a long exchange of insults, the two finally fell into silence.

The suffocating quiet of the laboratory lingered, with neither of them speaking.

Until—

"What about you?" Yayoi suddenly asked, her voice soft. "You've been mocking me. What about you?"

"Me?" Uchiha Kochou blinked, a faint smile playing on her lips. "I never hoped to get him. I only wish to repay his kindness."

"Whether it's through missions as a spy, a fighter, or even with my body—if he asks, I'll give it all."

"You've certainly thought it through."

"Heh, better than wasting time obsessing over trivialities like you."

After their customary exchange of barbs, Uchiha Kochou turned her gaze to the ceiling, her eyes seemingly piercing through the sky to a faraway star.

"I wonder how my lord is doing now."

"He'll be fine," Yayoi replied absentmindedly, her mind drifting into a contemplative silence of its own.

Suddenly, both women's expressions shifted.

A pitch-black spatial rift appeared on the other side of the operating table.

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