Naruto: I Am Uchiha Madara

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The three youngsters were still shaken, their necks stiff as they turned to look at Uchiha Madara.

After a while, Yahiko, who had the most lively personality, was the first to speak. He pointed at the scattered wreckage all over the ground and asked, somewhat unable to suppress the shock in his heart:

"Uncle Madara, this... this is the power of ninjutsu?"

"To be precise, it's the power of my ninjutsu! As for others... that's hard to say..."

The youngsters understood. The power displayed by different ninjutsu was also different depending on who wielded them.

After understanding this point, the awkward development couldn't be helped but unfold.

Konan leaned over, opening a pair of cute, blinking eyes. She tugged at Uchiha Madara's sleeve and asked eagerly:

"Uncle Madara! Can we reach this level of power in the future?"

"Nine-zero-zero..." Looking at Konan's eyes, Uchiha Madara couldn't help but think of Konan's technique, Paper Ninjutsu: Paper Person of God, from the original story.

That was a terrifying scene with six hundred billion exploding tags detonating simultaneously. Compared to Uchiha Madara's recent display, it was indeed not just a little bit stronger!

A drop of cold sweat broke out on the back of his neck. Uchiha Madara quickly said:

"You can! Absolutely can! As long as you work hard enough, with the aptitude you three have, you can definitely reach this level!"

Uchiha Madara's words gave the youngsters a lot of confidence.

Yahiko suddenly jumped up, his confidence greatly boosted:

"Great! We will definitely work hard! Then, Uncle Madara, please teach us the ninjutsu you just used!"

With a thump, Uchiha Madara delivered a blow to Yahiko's head, instantly raising a large lump on his head!

"Ow... Uncle, why did you hit me again..."

"Idiot, you're thinking too highly! The five types of ninjutsu I just used are at least S-rank ninjutsu! With you three youngsters, you can only learn C-rank ninjutsu right now. You can only barely touch upon B-rank ninjutsu!"

"What... So it's only B-rank ninjutsu..."

"Keep whining, and I won't even teach you D-rank ninjutsu!"

"Ah! Uncle! I was wrong!"

Amidst a chaotic mix of complaints and laughter, Uchiha Madara began teaching.

Uchiha Madara, possessing chakra of five attributes, and also Uchiha Madara, who had copied who knows how many ninjutsu with his Sharingan, just casually pulled out a few ninjutsu, which was enough for the youngsters to learn.

Afterward, Kakuzu excused himself to go count money in the treasury... no, that's not right, he went to tally the income. Only Uchiha Madara and the youngsters were left here, one teaching, one learning, enjoying the pleasant atmosphere.

The sun set in the west, and the day passed just like that. Night gradually descended...

In the span of almost an entire day, Uchiha Madara painstakingly taught the three youngsters several relatively practical ninjutsu.

As for the youngsters, their aptitude wasn't bad. They all more or less understood the usage methods themselves. Of course, completely mastering these few basic ninjutsu would likely require a few more days of practice.

Seeing that it was already evening, although the youngsters were still very interested in practicing ninjutsu, their physical strength was almost exhausted, so it was time to stop.

Uchiha Madara saw this and said:

"Alright, brats, time's almost up. If you keep practicing, you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."

"By the way, it's rare for me to come back, so, why don't I invite you three youngsters back to my place for a meal!"

Exhausted physically, but with spirits seemingly still quite high, the youngsters listened to Uchiha Madara's words and reluctantly stopped.

Of course, upon hearing that Uchiha Madara could invite them for a meal, this was another great surprise. In the youngsters' hearts, being able to get close to Uchiha Madara was, of course, something they were very happy about.

Taking the youngsters, chattering and laughing along the way, Uchiha Madara brought them to his courtyard.

Looking at the elegant and beautiful scenery inside, the youngsters' mouths widened in astonishment. Yahiko was the first to speak without restraint:

"Wow... Uncle Madara, this is where you live? It looks pretty good."

Konan curiously examined the scenery in the courtyard. Scattered cherry blossoms, a small bridge, and flowing water – this kind of beautiful scenery was very appealing to girls.

Nagato also wasn't as quiet as usual; he started acting like a child, looking around curiously.

Although the environment was indeed nice, Uchiha Madara was already used to it. He walked straight to the door with the youngsters.

"Alright, the scenery outside is enough for you to see. Come back in now."

"Yes..." × 3

Uchiha Madara directly pulled open the door...

However, the situation inside the house caught Uchiha Madara off guard.

He saw several delicate and charming maids, wearing loose kimonos that highlighted their exquisite figures. They were all kneeling prostrate at the entrance. As Uchiha Madara opened the door, they uniformly bowed, and soft, delicate voices came from them:

"Lord Madara... Welcome back..." × n

Uchiha Madara was caught off guard, his eyes wide and blank.

As for the youngsters, where had they ever seen such a display? However, these children were precocious and had some understanding of this, especially seeing the pale, smooth skin revealed by the loose kimono collars of these delicate maids as they bowed. The youngsters' faces all turned red in unison.

The youngsters turned their heads, looking at Uchiha Madara with strange eyes.

Uchiha Madara simply couldn't describe his current mood. It was as if a bolt of thunder from the sky had struck him directly, leaving him burnt on the outside and tender on the inside!

What was going on with these maids? They had never encountered this kind of situation when they were serving him before. Could it be because he had been away for too long? Did they feel empty, lonely, and couldn't bear it anymore?*

His tone was rather displeased. Uchiha Madara suppressed his feelings and said to the youngsters:

"What are you few doing? Acting like... like courtesans receiving guests, all of you get up! There are children here!"

"Oh right, these youngsters are my students. They are eating dinner here tonight. Go quickly and prepare dinner, make it abundant and grand!"

"Understood... Lord Madara." × n

The maids dispersed. Uchiha Madara and the youngsters were left here, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Coughing twice, Uchiha Madara faced the youngsters. To prevent his tall image from collapsing, he absolutely had to explain:

"Ahem... household matters and such... I'm not skilled at them. I can't possibly have a group of old men in the house, can I?"