My name is Miyuki Uchiha – A New World Order

After leaving Yamanaka Haiichi's flower shop, Uchiha Miyuki returned to the Uchiha clan compound. Rather than hurrying home, he made his way to Uchiha Fugaku's residence.

Uchiha Fugaku was somewhat surprised by Miyuki's late-night visit but still invited him inside. After Uchiha Mikoto served tea to the two, she quietly left the living room.

Uchiha Fugaku studied the young man—now the clan leader who had forcefully assumed the position. Regarding Miyuki's coup, Fugaku harbored no resentment. In truth, he had long wished someone would take over the messy state of the Uchiha clan. Moreover, after Miyuki came to power, he swiftly consolidated the clan's loyalty and silenced any stirrings of rebellion. Even Fugaku had to admit that Miyuki's decisive actions were impressive.

"Miyuki, the Security Force has already posted the recruitment notice for civilian ninjas as you ordered. However, it seems the village's civilian ninjas remain rather cautious—today, only a handful of newly graduated Genin have applied," Uchiha Fugaku explained.

"A few Genin are enough to keep petty thieves at bay," Miyuki replied. "Besides, with our clan's own ninjutsu on our side, we need not worry about a shortage of applicants."

Fugaku continued, "Just so you know, based on the standards you set yesterday, the clan's funds will last at most three months—unless we start liquidating ancestral assets."

"I've already secured the money," Miyuki said after taking a sip of tea. "I expect the funds will be delivered in a few days."

Fugaku's eyes narrowed. "Then why have you come here tonight? You can't possibly be here just for tea."

"I've come about Itachi," Miyuki replied.

"Itachi, huh…" Fugaku sighed. "I've heard what happened at the Shimura clan's gate today. In hindsight, sending him to the Anbu was far too hasty."

Miyuki countered, "As a Father, sending him to the Anbu wasn't inherently wrong. But letting him face battle so early was a grave error."

"Is that your view?" Fugaku asked, pressing his lips together as he looked at Miyuki.

Miyuki continued, "Itachi was exceptionally gifted from a young age, yet you exposed him to the world's darkness too soon. The child is reflective, but if his knowledge cannot support the depths of his thoughts, disaster is inevitable. I once heard a wise man say, 'Learning without thought is labor lost; thought without learning is perilous.'"

Fugaku sighed deeply. "I suppose it is my fault for not educating him properly." He then turned toward the closed courtyard door. "Since you're here, come out."

The courtyard gate swung open, and Uchiha Itachi entered wearing his Anbu mission attire.

"Father, Clan Leader," Itachi greeted both men with a bow.

"Off duty, you need not be so formal," Miyuki waved him off.

"Big brother Miyuki," Itachi said with a nod.

"You heard what I said earlier, didn't you?" Fugaku inquired.

Itachi lowered his head in silence.

Seeing this, Fugaku could only sigh. As a father, he was not adept at reaching his child—Itachi's worldview had already solidified, and mere words no longer sufficed.

"Big brother Miyuki, there's something I want to ask," Itachi finally broke the silence.

"Go ahead," Miyuki replied.

"If a day comes when our clan and the village are forced to clash in arms, what will you do?" Itachi looked up steadily into Miyuki's eyes.

"As long as I'm here, that day will never come," Miyuki answered.

"And if it does come?" Itachi pressed.

"Drop it, Itachi," Fugaku interjected in a low, angry tone.

Miyuki gave a faint smile. "The village sent me into battle when I was nine—it is our clan's blood that gave me the strength to survive."

"If that day arrives, I will stop you at all costs!" Itachi declared, his gaze unwavering.

"Uchiha Itachi, you are too reckless," Miyuki chided. Although Fugaku had long suspected Itachi's loyalties were shifting away from the clan, he had not expected such blunt defiance. Even Fugaku, known for his temper, struggled to contain his anger.

"Never mind," Miyuki said, signaling Fugaku to calm down. Then, with a warm smile, he turned to Itachi. "Itachi, you are the clan's prodigy. I believe one day you'll possess eyes like mine. But you cannot stop the tide of fate—even if you don't yet understand what that tide is, eventually you won't worry about such matters."

After a moment, Miyuki rose and said to Fugaku, "Elder Fugaku, I won't keep you any longer. Please continue to manage the affairs of the Security Force."

With that, Miyuki took his leave.

When Miyuki returned to his modest quarters, it was already the early hours of the morning. The new residence prepared for the clan leader was still under construction, so for now, Miyuki had to remain in his small dwelling.

He switched on a lamp and began carefully maintaining his Chakra Blade.

Although as an elite Uchiha ninja assigned to the Security Force he rarely took on village missions, he certainly did not deserve to be living in a space of less than 30 square meters. And this very fact was due to the Chakra Blade known as "Swift Lightning." Forged entirely from Chakra-infused metal, Miyuki had poured all his savings into it over the years.

"Since you're here, show yourself," Miyuki declared loudly as he polished the blade.

There was no answer.

"I don't know if one strike from this blade would kill you, but you'll have to reimburse me for the cost of this place," Miyuki said with a slight smile as faint sparks of electrical energy danced along the surface of his Chakra Blade.

Suddenly, a figure descended from the rafters—a person with tousled white hair, a mask, and a headband partially pulled down over his left eye. It was none other than Kakashi, whom Miyuki had briefly encountered that morning.

"Ah, Kakashi-senpai, I thought you'd wait a while before coming to see me," Miyuki said with a smile as he sheathed his blade.

"Please, have a seat."

Miyuki gestured for Kakashi to sit at the opposite end of the table, then arranged an array of tea utensils and began boiling water.