Naruto: Unhinged Uchiha

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"The evidence is right here, and you still want to deny it?" Shin said coldly, launching an attack without another word.

Realising he'd been framed, Haruto refused to surrender quietly and immediately fought back.

While Shin and Haruto exchanged blows, Uchiha Souta kept a close eye on Fugaku and the others—he was determined not to let anyone interfere.

"Uchiha Kanzou, how dare you frame Haruto!"

"You keep claiming I framed you—do you have any evidence? Making accusations without proof is nothing but slander," Kanzou said coldly. "Fugaku-san, you still owe us an apology. Will you do it yourself, or shall I help you?"

As he spoke, Kanzou slowly unsheathed Ryūjin Jakka.

In an instant, the atmosphere grew tense. The two sides stood face to face, swords drawn and ready for battle.

Several neutral members of the clan stood awkwardly in between, unsure whether to move or stay.

"Fugaku-san, don't fight."

Elder Tadayoshi stepped forward to block his path.

A battle now would benefit no one. Any loss would weaken the Uchiha clan as a whole. If the conflict spiralled out of control, it could even lead to the clan's decline.

The Uchiha had never fallen due to war—but if they collapsed from internal strife, they would become a laughingstock across the ninja world.

Fugaku looked at Elder Tadayoshi, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He had once trusted the elder deeply, but that trust was now gone.

With the affair between Mikoto and Kanzou so obvious to the point that the woman was gifting her panties to him as trophies, he couldn't shake the feeling of being cucked.

He suspected that the elder, though pretending to support him, was secretly siding with Kanzou.

Fugaku even suspected the elder Tadayoshi's involvement in the deaths of the other two elders.

Just yesterday, when he had gone to win them over with generous gifts, Elder Tadayoshi had accompanied him.

It was entirely possible that elder Tadayoshi, upon realising the two were leaning towards Fugaku's side, tipped off Kanzou to eliminate them.

"Step aside." Fugaku forcefully shoved elder Tadayoshi away and quickly formed hand seals.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"

"You really haven't learned your lesson, have you, Cuck-san…"

Kanzou sneered as he saw Fugaku begin forming hand seals—his own movements were even faster.

"Fire Style: Great Fire Annihilation!"

A massive sea of flames erupted, instantly swallowing Fugaku's fire dragon. But it didn't stop there—the blazing tide surged forward, threatening to engulf Uchiha Fugaku and everything around him.

"Not good!"

Shinkurou and Ren, standing just behind Fugaku, both reacted with alarm.

"Earth Style: Earth Wall!" they shouted in unison.

Two Elite Jōnin, joined by several others, quickly combined their efforts to erect a formidable wall of earth that managed to block the advancing inferno.

Fugaku broke out in a cold sweat. Just moments earlier, he had felt the chilling grip of death.

If not for Shinkurou and Ren's swift response, he wouldn't have had time to dodge—the flames would've consumed him.

"Be careful, young patriarch," Ren warned urgently.

Boom!

A figure burst through the shattered earth wall, swift as lightning. A flash of cold steel followed—blood splattered in the air as Fugaku collapsed to the ground.

A vicious slash ran from his right shoulder down to his left waist, the deep gash cutting straight to the bone. It was a devastating blow.

"Falsely accusing the captain of the Konoha Military Police of crimes your men committed may not be enough to bring death upon you, but it won't spare you from punishment. Consider this a lesson."

Kanzou calmly withdrew his blade.

He had, in truth, held back. Had he not, that single strike would have cleaved Fugaku in half.

"You dare injure the young patriarch? You're asking for death!"

Enraged, Ren charged at Kanzou, a kunai aimed straight at his throat.

Crack!

Kanzou caught Ren's wrist mid-swing. With a twist, the bone snapped audibly. Then, with a powerful kick, he sent Ren flying.

Just as Ren was about to make a move, a blade was already at his throat. Souta stood behind him, staring coldly.

"Try anything else, and I'll take your head off."

The battle had ended in an instant. Shinkurou, realising the futility, reluctantly sheathed the kunai he'd drawn, his gaze filled with fear as he looked at Kanzou.

Too strong. He had nearly overwhelmed two Elite Jōnins—Fugaku and Ren—with sheer dominance. He truly was the strongest among the Uchiha.

Compared to Kanzou, Fugaku clearly fell short.

Even if Fugaku became the patriarch, it was doubtful he could ever command Kanzou.

Meanwhile, Haruto was locked in combat with Shin.

Despite being an Elite Jōnin himself, Haruto was clearly being suppressed.

Though Shin was younger, under Kanzou's guidance, his strength had grown remarkably—enough to stand out even among other Elite Jōnins.

Still, despite his advantage, Shin couldn't defeat Haruto quickly.

"Tch..."

A kunai suddenly flew out from the shadows, piercing Haruto's abdomen and tearing open a bloody hole.

Seizing the moment, Shin pressed his own kunai to Haruto's neck. The cold blade against his throat made Haruto freeze, not daring to move a muscle.

The one who had thrown the kunai was, of course, Kanzou.

Kanzou walked over to Fugaku, who lay wounded on the ground. Without hesitation, he stepped down hard on Fugaku's right arm and gave him a choice with a gentle, yet psychopathic, smile, "An apology or a hand—your choice, Fugaku-san…"

Fugaku originally intended to resist, but the cold, merciless look in Kanzou's eyes, along with that psychopathic smile, broke his resolve.

A ninja endures what ordinary people cannot.

Through gritted teeth, Fugaku muttered, "I'm sorry… I misjudged you. The deaths of the two elders had nothing to do with you."

"Also, apologize for burning that panty… it was a precious gift from a woman I admire and a woman who admires me…"

If looks could kill… Fugaku would have killed Kanzou a thousand times in that moment… but it's a pity that he can only glare…

"Do it!" shouted Kanzou, stomping his foot hard.

"I apologize… I apologize…" relented Fugaku.

"Good. Knowing when to yield earns my respect."

Kanzou lifted his foot—then kicked Fugaku hard, sending him skidding across the ground.

"Take him for treatment. I don't want him to bleed to death."

Seeing Fugaku lying there like a beaten dog, many of those who had previously supported him as the next patriarch began to waver.

Was someone who had been humiliated so thoroughly, forced to apologise like that, truly fit to lead the Uchiha clan?

Disappointment filled their hearts, and more than a few began considering turning their support elsewhere.

Shinkurou quickly carried Fugaku away to get medical treatment. The wound was deep and severe—if not tended to immediately, he really might bleed to death.

"Take these two to the Police Force's interrogation room."

Kanzou gave Ren and Haruto a cold glance and ordered his subordinates to haul them away.

[Ding, framed Uchiha Haruto — reward: +3000 Evil Points]

The reward wasn't much, but it was better than nothing. Little by little, it all added up.

"The murderer of the two elders has been captured. Everyone, please disperse. I promise the one responsible won't escape justice."

With that, Kanzou dismissed the gathered clansmen and began clearing the scene.

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[Note: As the R-18 scene, I will post that part separately, one of these days, as Chapter 8.5]

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