Naruto: The Uchiha Calabash Brothers are reshaping the ninja world

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the door to the Hokage's office was violently pushed open, slamming against the wall.

Hiruzen Sarutobi, holding a pipe in one hand and a document in the other, asked without looking up:

"What do you want now?"

"Hiruzen! I've heard about it. That Uchiha brat even managed to kill an elite Jonin, and you've done nothing! He's only ten years old. You should hand him over to me. Root will make the evil Uchiha a sword of war for Konoha!"

"Is it for you?"

Hiruzen Sarutobi glanced at his old buddy and then snorted coldly.

"It would be a waste to hand it over to you! I've already asked Mo to join the Dark Division, so give up on that idea."

"You, Hiruzen..."

Danzo angrily pointed at the Third Hokage, who sat calmly in his chair, his tone full of dissatisfaction. But after a moment, he flicked his arm and changed the subject:

"Fine! I can give up that brat, but you have to give his brother to Root!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi frowned slightly, a youthful face with a bulbous nose flashing through his mind, before he resolutely said:

"No! You can choose someone else, but I won't give either of these brothers to you!"

"Hiruzen!"

Danzo slammed his cane on the floor. "I'm also one of Kagami's teammates. I have the right to take one. You can't do this to me!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi slowly exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, his aged face appearing and disappearing behind the mist, and a sharp glint suddenly flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

  

"Danzo, I wasn't there when Kagami left, but don't think I know nothing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Danzo's breath hitched, and he fell silent instantly.

"You monkey..."

"Let's go. Don't have any inappropriate thoughts about those two brothers, at least not now!"

"..."

Danzo turned his head expressionlessly, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the cane in his hand.

"I see."

After saying that, Danzo started walking towards the door again.

……

After leaving the Hokage Building, Uchiha Mo headed straight for the Uchiha clan's territory. The Uchiha clan's territory had not yet been moved from the central area of ​​the village, so it didn't take long for a torii gate bearing the Uchiha clan crest to come into view.

"It's Mo back. You must have had a hard day's work. Would you like a freshly baked sesame seed cake? It's free." The ruddy-faced middle-aged man smiled kindly.

A slight smile curved Mo's lips as he replied:

"Uncle with the hand-burning charm, do less charity work, or Auntie Jing knows you're going to get scolded again."

Uchiha Tessai waved his hand dismissively and said:

"Heh~ It's just giving our Uchiha genius a free cake. Even if Jing finds out, he won't do anything to me."

Uchiha Mo shook his head, reluctantly accepted the pancake, and passed through the torii gate into the clan's territory. Every few steps he took, he could hear a chorus of greetings from the surrounding area.

"Oh? Our little genius is back? How did the mission go?"

"Oh, it's Mo! My wife cooked a delicious meal today, do you want to come?"

"Mo, my little brat has been complaining again these past few days that he doesn't want to go to the Ninja Academy. I'd appreciate it if you could come over when you have some free time."

"it is good."

Uchiha Mo nodded in response as he hurried toward his home. He didn't walk very fast, and it took him about twenty minutes to reach his destination.

"Bang bang bang!"

After three gentle knocks on the door, a series of hurried, muffled footsteps came from inside, growing closer until the door was flung open with a bang.

"Brother! You're finally back!"

Shisui, who was only as tall as Uchiha Mo's waist in his bean-like form, was full of excitement and opened the door to pounce on Mo.

Uchiha Mo pressed down on Shisui's head with one hand, thwarting his plan, and then stuffed the ninja sword at his waist, the ninja tool bag, and the pancake he was carrying in his other hand into Shisui's arms.

"Put your things away, then go cook."

"Huh?" Shisui paused for a moment, then flashed a bright smile. "Okay!"

Watching Shisui's hurried figure disappear from sight, Uchiha Mo slowly stepped into the house. He turned around, took off his robe and hung it up, and then took out a calligraphy brush from the study.

Sitting at the dining table, Mo neatly unwrapped the bandage from his wrist, revealing a small scroll with the character "sword" written on it.

He removed the reel, spread it out on the table, and began to examine it carefully.

Zhi Shui stood on a small stool, glanced back at Mo who was looking serious, and asked curiously, "Brother, what is this? You take care of things all day long, but I've never seen you use this scroll."

Mo stared at the runes on the scroll and casually replied:

"Lightning Sword Transformation, a B-rank summoning ninjutsu, is used to quickly summon ninja tools sealed inside a scroll. It is faster and has a larger capacity than a ninja tool pouch."

Shisui nodded, then asked expectantly, "Can I learn it?"

"Can."

"Great! Then brother, please teach me during training today!" Shisui exclaimed excitedly.

"Let's cook first."

Mo lowered his head to check the scroll one last time, and only after confirming that there were no problems did he rewrap it around his wrist and then wrap it with a white bandage.

Zhi Shui moved nimbly; even though he had to stand on a small stool to reach the stove, he quickly prepared a sumptuous meal.

The two brothers sat around the round table, enjoying a wonderful meal.

"Brother, the clan chief's child was born not long ago, and I heard it's a boy."

Mo glanced at Zhishui and said, "Try to stay away from that child. Also, don't talk while eating."

"Why?" Zhi Shui put down his chopsticks, looking curious. Mo was usually quite tolerant of him, never objecting to anything he did, but today, after just one mention, Mo told him to have less contact with him, which made Zhi Shui extremely curious.

Mo didn't answer, but instead reached out and tapped Zhishui on the head, "No talking while eating."

"Ouch! I know..." Shisui grimaced and covered his head.

As the table quieted down, the two quickly finished their food.

Zhi Shui quickly tidied up the table, and then impatiently pulled Mo outside.

"Brother, you said you'd help me train when you got back! You can't go back on your word now!"

Mo glanced down at him, then let Zhishui pull her away.

The two stopped in a grove of trees beside the Naka River, a place where Mo often trained. He knew that the Third Hokage possessed a crystal ball capable of observing almost the entire Leaf Village, so he was unwilling to train there.

Mo glanced at Zhishui beside him, seemingly lost in thought.

Shisui is indeed a true genius. Even without the Seven-Colored Lotus, Mo's own talent is far inferior to Shisui's. However, he is only five years old now and is not suitable for cultivating any powerful ninjutsu.