Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 244: Uchiha Kagami’s Goodwill Toward the Senju

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Konohagakure, Ninja Academy.

As graduation drew near, the students, having completed their theoretical coursework, were now focusing more on adapting to real combat training.

Aside from those who were sent out on missions, the remaining young shinobi were all engaged in sparring matches with one another. Naturally, Haruto was no exception.

As the leader of the "Thirteen Guardians" of the Academy and a distinguished shinobi who had just returned from completing an S-rank mission, every action he took inevitably drew the attention of his classmates.

For instance, at this very moment, during a sparring session, he was surrounded by a chorus of excited voices from the young girls watching.

"Ah, Haruto-kun is amazing~"

"So cool! His punches are incredible!"

"I wish he would hit me with them!"

"Haruto-kun, could you tutor me tonight?"

Eri, watching the scene unfold, rolled her eyes in exasperation. She had already made up her mind—after this, she would challenge the loudest one among them to a sparring match.

"If I don't beat you into a pulp, I won't call myself Anzai Eri!" The young princess was fiercely protective of what was hers.

"Hmph, what a bunch of fools."

Suddenly, a voice filled with disdain came from beside her, striking a chord within her heart.

Eri turned her head and saw that the speaker was a fellow student from her year—if she remembered correctly, his name was Uchiha Kagami.

She had never paid much attention to him before, but now, for the first time, she realized that he seemed to be quite perceptive.

At the very least, he wasn't wrong about one thing—those girls only cared about appearances. How shallow and ridiculous!

"What do they even know about him?"

"Haruto's true excellence lies in his kindness, his thoughtfulness, as well as his unwavering determination for the future."

"Ahem—of course, his appearance is also... passable, I suppose. It just so happens to align with this princess's tastes."

Lost in her own thoughts, Eri had completely strayed from the conversation, standing off to the side and swaying from side to side, lost in her musings.

Meanwhile, Kagami's expression grew darker.

From all around, he could hear voices shouting things like, "Long live the Uchiha!" and "As expected of the Hokage's son!"

The "fools" he had spoken of earlier were not just the infatuated girls but the entire crowd that was blindly worshipping Haruto.

Uchiha Kagami had always been perceptive, his mind sharper than most of his peers. Unlike other children his age, he often approached problems with a mature and pragmatic perspective.

To him, the Uchiha Clan should not stand above the village. In fact, he held deep dissatisfaction toward the current political landscape of Konoha.

"It's all the Hyūga Clan Head's fault. If not for her betrayal, the village's balance could have been maintained."

"Look around you. Praise for the Uchiha is everywhere, as if Konoha exists solely because of us."

"In the short term, this might not seem like an issue, but over time, this kind of blind devotion will breed disaster."

What frustrated Kagami even more was that his fellow clansmen utterly failed to grasp the concept of selflessness. They were all self-serving, short-sighted individuals who only looked out for their own interests.

By contrast, the Senju Clan—who were gradually being demonized by the public and whose reputation was sinking lower by the day—had earned his admiration.

"They are the ones truly making silent sacrifices for the village," Kagami murmured with a deep sigh. "But the world is full of fools—how many can truly see the dangers hidden beneath this false prosperity?"

"Kagami."

A voice called out to him.

A boy had approached and now stood by his side, watching the ongoing sparring match with a faint smile.

"Haruto is getting stronger and stronger," the boy remarked. "As expected of the strongest genius of our generation in the Uchiha Clan."

Kagami's brows furrowed immediately. His tone carried unmistakable displeasure as he responded,

"Hiruzen, you know how much I detest meaningless flattery."

"That kind of praise is nothing more than the self-indulgent amusement of fools. 'The strongest Uchiha genius'? Those who say such things—do they even see themselves as shinobi of Konohagakure?"

"Ahaha, my apologies, my apologies," Sarutobi Hiruzen said with a lighthearted laugh, patting his friend's shoulder in an attempt to ease the tension.

Then, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper, he leaned in and said,

"Come with me—Tobirama-sensei wishes to see you."

At those words, Uchiha Kagami's eyes lit up instantly. Without a moment's hesitation, he nodded eagerly and followed Hiruzen away.

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Before long, the two arrived at the Konoha Police Force headquarters, where they found Senju Tobirama immersed in his work.

"Sensei, I've brought him," Hiruzen announced with a respectful bow. His gaze flickered briefly toward Kagami—a silent gesture of encouragement—before he turned and slipped out of the office, leaving the two alone.

Now face-to-face with the village's Police Force head, Kagami took a deep breath, steadying himself. Though his heart pounded with anticipation, he forced his expression to remain composed.

"I am honored, Tobirama-sama. May I ask why you have summoned me?"

For a long time, he had been observing the various figures within Konoha's leadership.

Among them all, the one he admired the most was none other than Senju Tobirama—the man who oversaw the village's law enforcement and took responsibility for maintaining its order.

In Kagami's eyes, this was a leader who truly understood the meaning of self-sacrifice, someone whose every action was dedicated to the growth and stability of Konohagakure.

He was nothing like the fools within the Uchiha Clan, who placed family interests above all else, blindly pursuing their own selfish gains.

Unlike them, Kagami prided himself on his ability to see beyond surface appearances and grasp the essence of things.

He would never allow himself to be shackled by the constraints of clan loyalty.

What mattered was not grand speeches, but concrete actions.

From Hiruzen's accounts, Kagami had already come to a firm conclusion—Senju Tobirama was the one truly suited to lead the village as Hokage.

And only under Tobirama-sama's rule could the chains of clan-based politics be severed, allowing Konohagakure to truly become a home for all.

"You will be graduating soon, correct?"

Tobirama finally lifted his gaze, his sharp, commanding features emanating an aura of authority.

"Hiruzen has spoken of you on multiple occasions," he continued. "And so, I wished to ask—do you have any interest in becoming my student?"

The moment those words fell upon his ears, Kagami felt his entire being surge with excitement.

Without the slightest hesitation, he nodded fervently and declared,

"I would be honored, Tobirama-sama!"

"Do not be so quick to answer," Tobirama interjected, his tone steady and firm.

"Think carefully—becoming my disciple will come with its own burdens. Do you understand what you may have to face?"

"Yes, I do."

Uchiha Kagami was not a fool. He was well aware of the deep-seated tensions between the Uchiha and Senju Clans.

By taking Tobirama as his master, he would undoubtedly draw the ire of his own kin.

Perhaps he would even be branded as a traitor.

But did that matter to him?

Not in the slightest.

Those short-sighted fools, who fixated only on the trees while failing to see the vast forest—how could they possibly comprehend the grand ambitions that lay within his heart?

He was one of the very few who had freed himself from the narrow-minded grip of clan ideology.

Unlike those who clung desperately to empty dreams of past glory, Kagami truly cherished the village more than anyone.

And he was willing to take action to protect it—no matter the cost.

Even if he were to be burdened with disgrace... even if history would one day condemn him...

As long as the village flourished, he would have no regrets.

"Very well."

Tobirama, having already discerned the depths of the young man's character, wasted no time.

Without hesitation, he ordered a messenger to notify the Ninja Academy.

At the same time, this would serve as a public declaration—

From this day forth, Uchiha Kagami was officially his disciple.

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A faint smirk tugged at the corners of Tobirama's lips as he studied the young man before him, his gaze laced with unguarded enthusiasm.

"Heh... Watch closely—this is the first step in dismantling the Uchiha."

A glint of cold amusement flickered in his eyes.

Innately intelligent?

What a laughable notion.

When one's values had yet to fully take shape, intelligence was not always a gift.

More often than not, it was a curse.

For such individuals, their lack of experience left them incapable of grasping the world's true complexities.

More often than not, they leaned toward extremes, stubbornly clinging to their own beliefs while refusing to heed others' advice.

And that, of course, was precisely why he had chosen Kagami.

If not for this trait, how else could he begin the slow, methodical process of dividing and weakening the Uchiha?

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