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Chapter 024: Uchiha Izuna 

The season was early summer, the month of clear harmony.

Wildflowers nearing their blooming period glowed with a snow-white radiance.

Petals adorned with raindrops drooped heavily, weighed down by the moisture.

A fine, gentle drizzle fell from the sky, like silken threads of rain.

The delicate silver rain intertwined with golden sunlight, scattering freely across the land.

Senju Wakama had been monitoring his eldest brother, Hashirama, from a distance for some time now.

Originally, the task of keeping an eye on their younger sister, Tsukuyo, and Hashirama had been assigned to their second brother, Tobirama, by their father, Butsuma.

However, the relationship between Tsukuyo and Tobirama was far too strained.

While Tobirama's sensory abilities were exceptional, making him unlikely to lose track of their sister, he was also far too easily discovered by her, often resulting in a serving of her infamous "Iron Fist of Love."

Senju Wakama, on the other hand, was different. His presence was almost negligible, and his stealth skills far surpassed Tobirama's.

Moreover, Wakama was more tactful than Tobirama, never revealing their sister's secrets to their father or brothers.

Because of this, even if Tsukuyo noticed Wakama is surveillance, she wouldn't cause him any trouble.

The two siblings had reached an unspoken understanding.

However...

While things were harmonious on Wakama is side, the Uchiha who frequently met with Hashirama wasn't so fortunate.

In the rain-soaked forest, Senju Wakama moved stealthily from a higher vantage point. From his elevated position, he spotted a boy around his own age quietly trailing behind "Hashirama's friend."

Likely afraid of being discovered, the boy didn't dare to get too close.

His stealth skills were still quite amateurish, making it easy for Wakama to notice him.

The boy was probably the younger brother of "Hashirama's friend," as the two shared many similarities in their features.

Wakama knew he couldn't kill the boy who was tailing "the friend," as it would only deepen the animosity between their clans.

He was well aware that neither he nor his sister harbored any ill will toward "Hashirama's friend."

But the clan behind this friend was undoubtedly hostile.

The Uchiha and Senju were sworn enemies there was no need to overanalyze that.

He couldn't let this boy draw the Uchiha clan's attention here, as it would only lead to trouble.

Without hesitation, Wakama swiftly formed hand seals.

A puff of white mist dispersed, and Wakama transformed into the likeness of his sister, Tsukuyo.

Having monitored her for so long, Wakama had a deep understanding of her mannerisms and behavior.

While he couldn't perfectly mimic her, the boy tailing "Hashirama's friend" wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

Wakama planned to resolve the immediate crisis first, then subtly inform Tsukuyo so she could handle the situation herself.

In the form of Tsukuyo, Wakama suddenly vanished without a trace.

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The sunlight melted the remaining snow along the banks of the Nakano River.

The gently rolling mountain paths were adorned with fresh greenery.

A young boy walked slowly, his figure blending into the shadows of the forest.

He wore a dark traditional robe, its hem fluttering in the wind, giving him the appearance of a delicate, youthful beauty.

His name was Uchiha Izuna.

He was the youngest son of Uchiha Tajima, the leader of the Uchiha clan.

With his fair complexion, crimson lips, and a cold, stern expression, Izuna looked both melancholic and serious.

At this moment, Izuna's heart was filled with unease.

His beloved older brother, Madara, had been acting strangely for several months now.

Madara would often come to the Nakano River alone.

Once or twice might not have been unusual, but the frequency was far too high to be normal.

Izuna, suspicious, had secretly followed his brother here.

The more he observed, the more something felt off.

Izuna wondered, What is my brother doing at the Nakano River? Or rather, who is he meeting here? 

Anxious about the truth he might uncover, Izuna proceeded with caution.

Suddenly...

Rustle, rustle, rustle

A strange sound caught Izuna's attention, snapping him out of his thoughts.

His body tensed as he quickly concealed himself within the underbrush.

A slender, snow-white figure drifted past.

It was the figure of a young girl.

She had long, flowing silver hair that shimmered like moonlight under the dappled sunlight and rain.

Dressed in an elegant light-green robe, she left behind only a graceful, captivating silhouette.

Without realizing it, Izuna found himself following her.

After only a few steps, he sensed something was wrong. When he came to his senses, he realized he had lost track of his brother, Madara.

Damn it! 

Izuna gritted his teeth.

Who is that silver-haired girl? Why did she appear at this critical moment, distracting me? 

Could she... be connected to my brother? 

No... 

That's impossible! 

There's no way my brother would associate with some weak little girl! 

Absolutely not! 

With that thought, Izuna's expression darkened.

Still, since the girl had appeared here, Izuna decided to follow her patiently.

If he could confirm that the silver-haired girl had no connection to Madara, that would be ideal.

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Using a transformation technique to take on his sister's appearance, Senju Wakama successfully diverted Uchiha Izuna's attention.

Once he noticed Izuna following him, Wakama drifted toward his sister's location.

Before long, in the form of Tsukuyo, he slipped into the riverside grass.

There, he found Tsukuyo, who was busy charming a group of wild ducks.

"Tsukuyo, that friend of yours has a younger brother who's been tailing him. I lured him here. The rest is up to you..."

Wakama whispered softly to Tsukuyo before silently leaping into the river and disappearing.

Tsukuyo simply smiled, offering no response.

But Wakama was confident she understood his message.

When Uchiha Izuna arrived, he concealed himself among the reeds, quietly observing the silver-haired girl's petite figure.

From this closer vantage point, though he could only see her profile, her flawless skin, delicate brows, and star-like eyes left a deep impression. Her movements were graceful and elegant, and even this brief glimpse told Izuna that she was an extraordinary beauty.

Izuna didn't approach her, choosing instead to watch silently.

What he saw and heard next would leave an indelible mark on his memory.

The silver-haired girl was beautiful.

The silver-haired girl was cunning.

With soft words and eloquent speech, she shamelessly tricked the wild ducks into giving up all their stored eggs.

The ducks even gazed at her affectionately as she left, as if they were thanking her for stealing their offspring.

It was a scene that defied all logic selling out their own children and then helping the thief count the profits!

In that moment, Izuna's worldview was shattered.

He stared blankly at the retreating figure of the deceitful girl, unable to tear his eyes away.

Such a shameless, cunning girl could never be associated with my brother Madara. Absolutely... impossible!

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