Naruto: I'm Really Not an Evil Uchiha!

"Dr. Shimizu, your office is ready. It's in room 2067."

A middle-aged doctor approached, handing over a key.

"Thank you," Shimizu nodded.

"No problem, it's a small matter. Just, when Lady Nonō returns, could you put in a good word for me?"

The doctor's face was filled with an obsequious smile.

In this hospital, where seniority mattered above all, networking was crucial.

It was said that Nonō Yakushi was away on a long-term mission, with no clear date of return. If Shimizu could praise him in front of Nonō upon her return, it might just lead to a promotion.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it," Shimizu replied with a faint smile.

Many opportunists hoping to take shortcuts would come to curry favor with him.

Unfortunately for them, they didn't realize that Nonō Yakushi had no intention of coming back. She was likely somewhere else, running an orphanage and enjoying her role as the headmistress.

Still, Shimizu didn't mind. It was a chance to gain what he could. Whether these promises would ever come to fruition was anyone's guess.

Before long, Shimizu led Nohara Rin to room 2067.

"This will be your office from now on. After missions, you can come here to rest. The hospital's equipment is also available for you to use—just don't break anything."

Shimizu tossed her the key, then turned to gaze at her.

Her youthful, beautiful face, coupled with the rapid development typical of shinobi, revealed a well-proportioned figure. Her form-fitting thermal pants hugged her rounded thighs beneath her white coat, while her cinched skirt accentuated her slender waist.

Rin silently accepted the key, her expression tense, wary of any improper behavior from Shimizu—especially since they were alone at the moment.

"Don't scowl at me. I'm doing you a favor, aren't I?"

Shimizu stepped closer, and Rin instinctively stepped back.

In the end, Shimizu placed one hand on the wall, pinning her in the corner.

"Don't you want to be on Kakashi's team?"

Since the last time she had left Shimizu's home, Rin hadn't visited again.

Shimizu had then taken the initiative to find her, informing her that the team assignments would be decided within the next few days.

If she wanted to be on Kakashi's team, she needed to assist him with his ocular research and provide timely progress reports.

"Do you… really have that kind of influence?" Rin asked skeptically.

She had been waiting at home but hadn't received any team assignment.

Then Shimizu had shown up.

For Kakashi's sake, Rin had reluctantly agreed to help him. After all, it was just eye research, nothing more.

Rin had been through far worse. To her, this was one of Shimizu's rare moments of "kindness."

As long as he didn't touch her body, she could endure it.

That was her only wish.

"Hmph, my Uchiha clan is Konoha's largest! Assigning a mere teammate? It's just a word from me."

Shimizu recited the Hyūga clan's signature line with a smirk.

Seeing Rin's obvious doubt, he didn't bother to explain further.

According to the simulated outcomes, this was how things would unfold.

He had refrained from altering the future too much in recent days, so events leaned heavily toward this result.

Even if she wasn't assigned to Kakashi's team, Shimizu already had plans to manipulate Rin further.

After all, a person with someone dear to them naturally had a weakness.

And once they had a weakness, they became easy to control—especially kind-hearted girls like Rin.

"Could… could you lend me some money?"

To Shimizu's surprise, Rin brought up another matter instead of continuing the discussion.

"You need money?"

Shimizu was puzzled. The simulator only provided textual summaries and didn't cover every detail.

This particular situation hadn't appeared in the simulations. The thought of Rin lacking money caught him off guard.

"My mother's business isn't doing well lately, and since I haven't been assigned a team yet… so…"

Rin's short hair framed her delicate face, which was unusually bashful at that moment.

"I see."

Shimizu nodded.

With the outbreak of war looming, unrest in the shinobi world was natural.

Jobs were decreasing due to overpopulation, and tension within the village was rising.

Businesses selling frivolous items like paper flowers were hit first.

If villagers had no money, who would bother buying paper flowers?

"If you work for me, you'll be well compensated."

Shimizu withdrew his hand from the wall and handed Rin a small sealing scroll.

Inside was 200,000 ryō—the equivalent of completing two C-rank missions perfectly.

Without another word, Shimizu left.

Rin stared at the sealing scroll in her hand with a conflicted expression.

She didn't want to bow to Shimizu, this devil of a man, but life had to go on.

"Sigh, once I start taking on missions, I won't be short on money anymore."

Shaking her head, Rin began flipping through the latest ophthalmological research from Konoha Hospital.

Nighttime

In the Uchiha compound, at Shimizu's home, he sat cross-legged, faint arcs of electricity and green light flickering around him.

Over time, his chakra reserves had increased again, now reaching 1.5 units, with no signs of stopping.

His jet-black eyes had transformed into pure white, giving him the ability to see every meridian within his body.

A faint green medical chakra enveloped his nerves, muscles, organs, bones, and more.

As the veins at the corners of his eyes bulged, he focused on the microscopic level of his cells.

In Boruto, Sarada had been able to see airborne viruses with her Three Tomoe Sharingan.

Now, Shimizu's Byakugan, influenced by Sharingan's power, had an even greater range and detail.

"Still can't permeate every cell?"

He murmured to himself.

While the chakra network extended throughout the body, larger structures resembled blood vessels, and the smaller ones intertwined with cells.

Although his enhanced network could easily envelop larger cellular tissues, it couldn't yet manipulate chakra at the cellular level precisely.

"Oh well, this is sufficient for now."

The faint green chakra was joined by deep blue chakra, circulating rhythmically along the meridian pathways Shimizu had mapped out.

Through continuous refinement with the Lightning Release: Regeneration Technique, his physique had grown stronger and more refined.

Even in his natural state, his physical prowess rivaled that of shinobi trained in defensive taijutsu.

But it wasn't enough.

He increased the output of his Lightning Release.

The stronger his body became, the more chakra he could refine.

The more chakra he had, the longer he could sustain his techniques.

This positive cycle would continue until his meridian system reached its limit or his chakra was exhausted.

Every passing second brought subtle changes to Shimizu's body.

His muscular lines became increasingly defined, long and symmetrical, radiating an aesthetic beauty like a sculpture of ancient Greece.

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