When the Third Hokage heard Itachi's words, his heart sank like a stone. He didn't respond immediately—but in his mind, he cursed Danzo eight hundred times over.
"I told him not to push the Uchiha too far! I told him!" But Danzo, as always, had turned a deaf ear to all counsel. His obsession with dismantling the Uchiha was boundless, and now, Hiruzen was left to clean up the mess. Again.
If not for Andrew stepping in and taking a lead role in calming tensions, Konoha might already be in flames.
Now, with a fully armored Susanoo standing tall in the heart of the village, Hiruzen finally understood: had he fought the Uchiha before, it would have ended in catastrophe.
They'd always known about Susanoo. Their teacher, Tobirama Senju, had warned them about the terrifying heights a Mangekyō Sharingan user could reach. Still, seeing it unfold in real time was a whole different experience.
"Itachi! Calm down. Lord Hokage will give us an explanation—just hold back for now!"
Andrew tried to follow the script, playing the concerned peacemaker. But secretly, he was backing Third Hokage into a corner. If Hiruzen refused to punish Danzo now, it would show the entire village that the Hokage's word meant nothing.
If he did agree, then Danzo's wings would finally be clipped.
Itachi played along masterfully. "Andrew! I've listened to you time and time again for the sake of the clan. But not this! Shisui was harmed, and I awakened this eye because of that pain. I must seek justice—for him, and for all of us."
As he spoke, Itachi's Susanoo transformed. Thick chakra armor materialized, forming a mature, towering warrior figure. Its pressure alone forced even the jōnin in the area to retreat ten meters back.
Andrew winced. "Damn... Itachi's going all in."
He knew Itachi was serious. This wasn't just a bluff anymore. Susanoo in its mature form consumed a massive toll. But the message was being broadcast loud and clear: Uchiha was done playing nice.
Third Hokage didn't respond. His face was blank, lips pressed together.
"Lord Hokage," Itachi said coldly, "is this your decision then? Silence? Then allow me to collect this debt myself."
With that, Itachi shifted his gaze toward the panicked Shimura family members below. Chakra surged, and his Susanoo raised its fist again.
"Stop, Itachi! Lightning Style – Confine Thunder Prison!"
Andrew's voice roared through the village. In the blink of an eye, he appeared on the rooftop beside the Hokage—his eyes now glowing with the Mangekyō Sharingan.
"What!?" Hiruzen's breath caught in his throat.
Andrew also possessed the Mangekyō? Not one, not two, but three pairs of Mangekyō Sharingan now existed in Uchiha!
Each one, a Kage-level threat.
Before anyone could react, thunder cracked the skies.
Eight enormous lightning halberds surged downward from the clouds, slamming into the ground around Susanoo. Each halberd sparked and crackled, creating a prison of radiant energy.
Itachi's Susanoo was caged.
Third Hokage gasped. This ninjutsu wasn't like anything he'd seen—not in all his years. As one of the greatest Ninjutsu users in the world, he recognized the shape and nature transformation—but not the sheer magnitude.
"Lightning Style – True Judgment Spear!"
Andrew's voice boomed again. A single, colossal thunder lance formed above. It ripped down from the heavens, its tip aimed directly at the crimson giant within the lightning cage.
"Is that... the same jutsu as before? No, it's different..." Hiruzen muttered. He recognized the core of the jutsu as a Lightning Needle Clone technique—but its scale was transformed beyond recognition.
It wasn't just Chakra. It was something more.
"Is it... because of his eyes?" Hiruzen wondered aloud.
He was half right.
Andrew's Mangekyō Sharingan had indeed enhanced his abilities, but it wasn't just a raw amplification. The true power of his right eye wasn't elemental—it was spiritual. Yin and Yang energies intertwined.
The two lightning techniques Andrew had used weren't separate jutsu. They were two extremes of the same base technique, split and evolved under the power of Yin and Yang release. The fundamental jutsu was simple—D-Rank Lightning Needle Clone. But infused with Yin–Yang energy…
It became divine.
This wasn't just technique refinement. It was reality distortion.
But even with that incredible power—
"Don't underestimate me!" Itachi roared.
His Susanoo burst free from one of the thunder halberds, shattering it with raw force. Then, with a roar, it threw its Yasaka Magatama, a wheel of glowing chakra discs, at the incoming lightning spear.
BOOM!
The collision of chakra and lightning lit up the skies. The shockwave leveled the Shimura compound and flattened neighboring buildings.
Shinobi scrambled to shield civilians. Glass shattered across multiple districts. The earth trembled.
Dozens of homes were reduced to rubble.
The force was enormous. Uncontrollable.
Andrew stared at the devastation, face dark. "Damn it... I overdid it."
Even he hadn't expected Yin–Yang infused jutsu to be this powerful. And Itachi? He was supposed to back off after that display, not escalate!
But Andrew quickly realized—Itachi was using this as a test.
He wanted to see if Andrew really had the strength everyone claimed he had. They were the same age. The same bloodline. He wanted to know who truly led Uchiha.
The village couldn't withstand a second clash.
"Enough, Itachi!"
Andrew roared, activating his own Susanoo. A towering, translucent blue warrior rose from his chakra, standing across from the red colossus.
Two gods. One village.
Even Itachi halted.
From atop a roof nearby, Hiruzen's voice finally rang out, weary and strained:
"Danzo's assistant position will be revoked effective immediately. He will no longer serve as advisor elder, and will retain only the status of an honorary elder. Will this satisfy you, Itachi?"
Everyone present froze.
Danzo… dethroned?
The silent dread that had hung over the village for years—removed in a single sentence.
Itachi narrowed his eyes.
"Is that all? If Danzo is no longer an advisor or assistant, then the forces under his command—Root—should also be disbanded."
His words sliced through the air like his chakra blade.
"Of course. He will no longer be allowed to command any independent military forces. The Root's command structure will be reviewed and dissolved."
Hiruzen took a long, bitter breath. He had no choice. Danzo had finally gone too far.
"Very well, Lord Hokage." Itachi's Susanoo shimmered, then dissipated. "I will return to the Daimyō's court. Uchiha awaits the village's official documentation."
In his final words, he left a clear warning. Konoha's leadership had a choice—honor their word, or face the consequences.
Itachi leapt onto the wall of Konoha, then vanished into the forest beyond.
Andrew retracted his Susanoo slowly, landing beside the exhausted Third Hokage.
"The message is delivered."
Hiruzen said nothing, but nodded solemnly.
Danzo's limbs had been severed. His command of Root revoked. The Shimura family compound leveled.
Most importantly—Konoha now knew. Uchiha wasn't bluffing anymore.
Itachi's presence in the Daimyō's court was no longer symbolic—it was political leverage.
Uchiha, with Itachi representing them in the capital, now had a legitimate seat of power beyond Konoha's walls.
And Andrew? He remained inside the village—a deterrent with Mangekyō eyes watching the Hokage Office.
They had time now.
Time to develop. Time to grow. Time to surpass Konoha itself.
Step by step, the plan moved forward.
And Konoha?
It would never be the same again.
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