Pupet Master in Konoha

On the weekend, in the evening.

As night falls, the villagers are returning home to rest after a busy day at work.

The noisy Konohagakure Village gradually fell into silence, like a giant beast falling into deep sleep.

However, the Uchiha clan's territory was an exception at this time, and it seemed to be much more lively than during the day.

This is not surprising. After all, the night of this day is the time when the Uchiha clan holds its annual festival.

During this rare festival, the Uchiha clan also swept away the usual depressing atmosphere, and laughter and joy were heard everywhere.

It was completely dark, but the streets were still brightly lit.

The red and white paper lanterns are hung high, painted with round fan family crests or magatama patterns, which look simple and full of festive atmosphere.

There are many stalls on both sides of the street, selling various decorations and festive snacks.

Amid the stall owners' shouts, men, women, young and old, dressed in traditional Uchiha clan costumes, shuttled between the stalls, enjoying a rare happy moment.

Uchiha Shisui was shopping with a black-haired woman who was wearing an elegant yukata and had a Yamato Nadeshiko vibe. They were eating the takoyaki they had just bought while walking.

The woman's name was Uchiha Mikoto, and she was Fugaku's wife.

Since Fugaku, as the clan leader, needed to oversee the preparations for the upcoming festival ceremony, Shisui had to take on the responsibility of accompanying Mikoto.

"Shisui, is the takoyaki delicious?" Mikoto asked with a smile.

"tasty."

"Does that compare to your favorite three-colored meatballs, Shisui?"

"Then the three-color meatballs are more delicious."

Shisui said without hesitation, and Mikoto couldn't help but smile at his speed.

"Then I'll buy you three-color meatballs next time."

"But in return, Shisui, you have to help me take care of my younger brother or sister in the future."

As she spoke, Mikoto couldn't help but gently stroke her slightly bulging belly.

Although it was obviously an unequal treaty that was humiliating and detrimental to the country.

But Shisui had been blinded by his favorite three-colored balls and was nodding vigorously with a look of joy, feeling that he had made a big profit.

Afterwards, the two continued to chat and laugh as they wandered around the various stalls on the street.

Unfortunately, they reached the end of their tour after a while.

Although the avenue ahead was still brightly lit, there were no more stalls.

"Ah, I remember this festival should have been more lively when I was a kid..."

Mikoto sighed as if she was a little unsatisfied.

"Back then, there were so many stalls that they could stretch to the end of this road..."

But Mikoto knew that there was nothing she could do about it.

She still remembered vividly the horror of the Second Ninja World War, and although there were no major wars in the Ninja World since then, small conflicts never ceased.

Although the level of Uchiha clan ninjas is far beyond that of ordinary ninjas.

But they are also often sent to the most dangerous fronts and carry out the most difficult tasks.

Over the years, the Uchiha clan naturally became increasingly small in number.

This sometimes made Mikoto have the same suspicion as the hawks in the clan:

Is the village secretly targeting the Uchiha clan, trying to use this method of boiling the frog in warm water to weaken the strength of this powerful ninja clan...

Shisui naturally couldn't think that deeply, and just suggested innocently:

"Sister Mikoto, why don't we invite other villagers to participate in the festival as well? That way it will definitely be more lively than before."

Mikoto smiled bitterly, thinking if only it were that easy.

How could those clan members who have always been proud of the Uchiha name watch this festival that symbolizes the clan's tradition being "defiled" by outsiders?

Moreover, the Uchiha clan has always had a bad relationship with other villagers. If no one is willing to come, wouldn't this festival become a joke?

However, Mikoto did not use cold facts to extinguish the child's sincerity. She just touched his head and encouraged him:

"Although your idea is good, Shisui, there is still a small misunderstanding between the family and the village, so now is not the best time to do this."

"As for when it can be realized, it depends on our future efforts."

"Yes! I will try my best too." Shisui nodded seriously.

In fact, this was just Mikoto's casual encouragement, and she didn't have much expectation.

But what she didn't know was that Shisui, a gifted but stubborn child, had taken her words seriously and planted a small seed in his heart...

Afterwards, seeing that the time was almost up, the two of them headed towards the Uchiha Square where the festival ceremony was being held.

At this time, a large stage had been built in the center of the square using earth tunneling.

The area is decorated with lanterns, bonfires, and shimenawa ropes with various talismans attached to them, giving off a traditional and mysterious vibe.

Under the passionate drumbeats, girls dressed as witches were dancing on the stage, attracting the attention of many tribesmen below the stage.

Mikoto looked at the girls dancing on the stage, a look of nostalgia and envy on her face.

Because just last year, she was one of them.

But since she is already married, she has lost the qualification to perform on stage.

However, when Mikoto looked at Fugaku talking to his tribesmen in front of the stage, her heart warmed and she felt that this deal was quite a good deal.

Now that she saw her husband, Mikoto felt that the little Shisui beside her was no longer attractive, so she said,

"Shisui, it's almost time for your children to perform, you should hurry up and get ready behind the stage..."

…

After being mercilessly dumped by Mikoto, Shisui soon came to the preparation area behind the stage and saw many children of the same age as him.

However, the somewhat strange clan brother Obito has not appeared yet.

Thinking of his habit of being late frequently, Shisui couldn't help but worry for him.

"Grandma, just wait and see me show off my skills!"

Fortunately, when everyone was drawing lots to decide the order to go on stage, Obito finally appeared in time.

After waving goodbye to a kind-faced old lady not far away, Obito ran to the preparation area.

"Sorry, sorry, I was having so much fun shopping with my grandma that I forgot the time."

Obito rubbed the back of his head and laughed with the middle-aged ninja who was in charge of the presentation.

Because it was a major holiday, the middle-aged ninja did not bother to say anything to Obito. He just asked him to draw the lot quickly so as not to waste everyone's time.

After drawing the lot, Obito walked to Shisui's side, feeling lucky that he was neither late nor scolded. It seemed that he had good luck today.

By analogy, the presentation session later should also go very smoothly.

It just so happened that the number he drew was fourteen, and he was the last one to appear.

Could it be that the heavens knew that he had been reborn and deliberately gave him a chance to appear last, so that everyone would have enough time to praise him?

Adhering to the fine traditions of the Uchiha clan, Obito's self-confidence began to inexplicably swell like a balloon...

It wasn't until he glanced at Shisui's number that his smile froze.

The confidence in his heart suddenly seemed to be pierced by a needle and disappeared with a bang.

Because he found out that Shisui's number was actually No. 13, which was before his!

This meant that after everyone watched Shisui, the super genius, perform, it would be his turn immediately...

After two months of special training in chakra breathing, Obito can now perform the Great Fireball Technique with great skill.

But it depends on who you are comparing yourself with!

You know, when the elders in the clan taught him Fire Release, Obito had seen how powerful Shisui was.

It is conceivable that after everyone has appreciated the visual feast presented by Shisui, how can they still look down on his mediocre Fireball Technique?

Fortunately, Obito quickly adjusted his mentality.

After all, the point of this talent show is not to make a splash in front of everyone.

But we must not make grandma sad by performing too poorly, and we must let her have a perfect festival.

So Obito actually intended to play it safe.

In order to ensure the success of the Great Fireball Technique, he was not even prepared to use his full strength to ensure that he could perfectly control the shape and range of the fireball.

So just be ordinary, as long as it doesn't embarrass itself.

However, to be on the safe side, Obito still quietly told Shisui to hold back a little, leaving him some room to perform...

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