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"Who are you?!" The mocking grin on Kisame's face vanished, replaced by a look of seriousness. As a powerful shinobi, his ability to sense danger was incredibly sharp. This young man, seemingly around the same age as Uchiha Itachi, gave off an overwhelmingly dangerous aura.
Uchiha Itachi and Sasori also wore expressions of tension. They could clearly sense that this boy was no ordinary individual. Miao ignored Kisame's question and casually strolled over to Deidara, a large bag of groceries in his right hand. Without a word, he glanced at Deidara and swiftly cut through the clay centipede binding him with a kunai in his left hand.
Deidara, now free, stretched his limbs and immediately turned to Miao, his voice filled with frustration. "Miao, these guys suddenly showed up and demanded I join their organization—it's called 'Akatsuki' or something. These three aren't ordinary people, especially that guy Uchiha Itachi. He has the Sharingan too, just like you!"
"Akatsuki?!" Miao's heart skipped a beat upon hearing the name. His gaze darted toward the trio, and for the first time, he noticed the black robes adorned with red clouds—the signature attire of the Akatsuki.
As someone who had transcended worlds, Miao knew exactly what the Akatsuki was. Though he wasn't fully aware of its true purpose, he understood that it was an organization composed entirely of S-rank missing-nin, including former members like Orochimaru, one of the Legendary Sannin.
On the Akatsuki side, hearing Deidara's words caused all three members to stiffen in shock—even Itachi's usually calm and composed face betrayed a flicker of astonishment.
"The same Sharingan?!" All three pairs of eyes locked onto Miao. Itachi's crimson three-tomoe Sharingan stared intently at him, scrutinizing every detail.
"So it really is the Akatsuki… So according to canon, Deidara is also a member of this organization?" Miao thought to himself, slightly surprised. Having not read beyond certain parts of the original storyline, he only knew about Uchiha Itachi and Hoshigaki Kisame among the Akatsuki members; the identities of the others were completely unknown to him.
"Who exactly are you?!" Kisame asked again, his tone heavy with unease as he studied Miao closely. Based on Deidara's explanation, Kisame realized that this youth before them possessed the Sharingan, much like Itachi. Having worked alongside Itachi for so long, Kisame understood all too well how terrifying the Sharingan could be.
"You don't need to know." Miao spoke calmly, his dark eyes beginning to shift. In an instant, they transformed into a deep crimson, and the iconic three-tomoe Sharingan appeared in his gaze.
"It really is the Sharingan!" Kisame exclaimed, his expression turning grave. Turning to Itachi, he chuckled nervously. "Itachi, I thought you wiped out the entire Uchiha clan yourself. Who exactly is this guy then?"
"I don't know either. I've never seen him before," Itachi replied, his composure wavering slightly. His crimson Sharingan remained fixed on Miao as he continued, "But I can say with certainty that he isn't from the Uchiha clan of Konoha. Perhaps he's a survivor from another branch of the Uchiha family that escaped outside the village."
Even Itachi couldn't hide his shock and confusion. He had believed that the Uchiha bloodline had been extinguished after the massacre—but here stood another survivor, bearing the same Sharingan.
"Deidara, find a way to retreat immediately. The two of us aren't a match for these three. You should understand that," Miao said gravely, his crimson Sharingan locking onto the trio across from him.
"Hey, Miao, you have the Sharingan too! Are you telling me you're afraid of Uchiha Itachi?!" Deidara snapped back, visibly displeased with Miao's suggestion.
"That Uchiha Itachi has the same Sharingan as me. Our abilities are evenly matched, and a fight between us wouldn't end quickly. But tell me—do you have any way to deal with the other two?" Miao countered sharply.
"I…" Deidara opened his mouth, wanting to boast confidently that he could handle them, but reason prevailed, and the words died in his throat.
"As far as I know, all three of them are S-rank missing-nin. Their strength is terrifying. Right now, neither of us stands a chance against them. If you want revenge, train harder in the future. There's no point rushing recklessly into a fight where you'll only lose your life," Miao stated coolly.
"Tch, fine, I get it!" Deidara gritted his teeth reluctantly. At this moment, the three Akatsuki members were watching Miao and Deidara intently. Finally, Itachi broke the silence.
"I never expected there to be survivors of the Uchiha clan. But you're clearly not from the Uchiha clan of Konoha," Itachi said, his tone measured.
"The Uchiha clan? Sounds noble when you call them Konoha's first family, but in reality, they were nothing more than guard dogs for the village. What else was the Konoha Military Police Force besides glorified watchdogs?" Miao sneered, his disdain evident as he stared at Itachi.
Itachi's eyes narrowed sharply. "Could he know something?" he wondered silently. "Still, I suppose I should thank you. I had planned to personally exterminate the Uchiha clan myself, but I promised my father I wouldn't lay a hand on them. I thought that promise would remain unfulfilled—but you took care of it for me," Miao continued coldly, his crimson Sharingan glowing ominously with malice.
"It seems you hold a deep grudge against the Uchiha clan," Itachi remarked, his expression unchanged, though concern began to brew within him. He worried that Miao might target Sasuke next.
Miao, however, had no idea what Itachi was thinking—and frankly, he didn't care. "The Uchiha clan? That's ancient history. But if you ask me, their downfall was actually beneficial—for one, it dealt a heavy blow to Konoha," Miao said with a chilling smile, his voice dripping with icy contempt.