I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 454 and 455: Longing is the emotion furthest from understanding.

Chapters 454 and 455: Longing is the emotion furthest from understanding.

"A terrorist attack? This kind of explosion is practically a war."

"It must have been the Yokota Air Base's armory that was blown up! All the Americans are on those homemade planes! Yay!"

In the streets and alleys of Hamura City, Tama District, car alarms were blaring due to the earlier explosions, and many citizens were standing on the roadside, craning their necks to look in the direction of Yokota Air Base.

The mushroom cloud of dust from the C3 super bomb explosion gradually dissipated into the air, a hazy gray that blotted out the sun.

Eight or nine kilometers away, onlookers, who thought they were safe, pointed and whispered among themselves.

"Those Americans are just ruining things for us ordinary people. Who knows how many diseases we'll get from inhaling all this smog and dust!"

Residents of the Tama area have been found to have high levels of fluoride in their blood tests. This type of chemical is difficult to degrade in the human body and is harmful to health.

Yokota Air Base has a history of multiple leaks of foam fire extinguishers containing organofluorine compounds. In November 2023, the Tokyo Shimbun disclosed internal U.S. documents showing that Yokota Air Base stored 1.4 million liters of water contaminated with organofluorine compounds.

Yokota Air Base has long been considered a major source of pollution.

"You can't say that. If Yokota Air Base moves to another place, are we going to starve? American money is still very attractive."

Like other residents around U.S. military bases in Japan, the residents of Tama have a love-hate relationship with the U.S. military bases. They love the economic prosperity brought about by the bases, but hate the soldiers causing trouble and disturbing the peace.

However, they soon no longer had to worry about the pollution from Yokota Base, nor were they troubled by their love-hate relationship with Yokota Base.

A white SUV was traveling through the streets of Hamura City, heading northeast.

"Shunta, if we need to take refuge, shouldn't we go to a less populated rural area? Why are we going to Tokyo?"

The young man driving, his hands gripping the steering wheel, said softly to his wife:

"Because Tokyo is the safest place in Japan."

The massive explosion at Yokota Air Base, and the sight of the Red Moon peeking out in broad daylight, made the man's eyelids twitch; he sensed that something terrifying was about to happen.

He quickly packed up some valuables and fled with his wife in a car.

"With the number one extraordinary Uchiha chief in Tokyo, nothing will happen."

"Juntai! Juntai! Look behind you! Behind you!" the woman suddenly screamed.

"What?! I'm driving..."

The man muttered a few words, then glanced at the rearview mirror out of the corner of his eye and was immediately horrified!

The sky seemed to shatter, and a pillar of light, hundreds of feet tall, stood like a mountain, radiating a dazzling light that could almost blind the retina.

Even more terrifying was that the enormous, cigar-shaped pillar of light continued to expand and engulf everything in its path!

"boom!!!"

After a flash of light, almost like a nuclear explosion, a long while later, one could hear the rumbling roar and see the terrifying hurricane and shockwave that shook the atmosphere and caused it to ripple!

"Ahhhhh!"

The young man's eyes were bloodshot, his hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, and he floored the accelerator, speeding forward recklessly.

"Clap clap clap!"

A thousand meters behind them, skyscrapers collapsed one after another, utility poles were uprooted, and cars bounced into the air like marbles.

"boom!"

With a strong sense of acceleration, the young man felt as if the car had lifted off the ground, the world was spinning, and then everything went black before his eyes, and he lost consciousness.

It was unclear how much time had passed before the man lying on the airbag slowly woke up.

The SUV crashed diagonally into a roadside tree, its windshield riddled with cracks.

"Nana, Nana!"

The man, his head covered in blood, didn't bother to check his wounds and frantically looked towards the passenger seat.

Fortunately, his wife only fainted and her injuries were less severe than his.

The young man forced himself to unbuckle his seatbelt, got out of the wrecked car, and instinctively looked back into the distance.

The man's decision to flee Tokyo saved the couple's lives; behind that SUV lay hell!

The surrounding area for several kilometers was nothing but rubble and ruins affected by the shock wave, but further away was a huge sinkhole that stretched to the horizon. All the land had been forcibly removed and leveled from shallow to deep, with an estimated area of ​​more than ten kilometers.

"How...how could this be..."

The young man knelt on the ground, his mind blank, tears welling in his eyes, and muttered to himself.

Just then, a black sedan bearing the logo of the Supernatural Hall sped off at breakneck speed toward the Death Zone.

A minute later, three or five identical black sedans and police cars caught up.

"M-FXXX! NO, don't drive that fast!!!"

The black insect tamer, wearing sunglasses, screamed exaggeratedly with a look of terror on his face.

"Shut up, you idiot!"

Mineko Yuki's hands gripped the steering wheel, veins bulging, her face a mixture of fear and despair, her heart burning with anxiety.

Yokota Air Base is the heart of the U.S. military in Japan. The shocking events that occurred there immediately alerted Chiyoda and the White House across the ocean.

While everyone was still confused, the US ambassador, who narrowly escaped death from the Garuda bombing, brought out some unexpected bad news.

The culprit who launched the attack and wreaked havoc at Yokota Base was none other than the head of the Supernatural Agency, Uchiha Senmon, the savior who turned the tide in the Tengen Game.

And he also possesses the Sharingan!

Both Japan and the United States found the news absurd and laughable, suspecting that the US ambassador was scared out of his wits and was talking nonsense.

However, multiple satellites orbiting in space captured images of the black Susanoo appearing within the mushroom cloud.

The one who wields this divine power is the Uchiha Senmon!

Finally, he vanished in a massive self-destruction comparable to a nuclear explosion, just like Michelangelo.

The unprecedented and devastating explosion threw Tokyo, a hundred miles away, into chaos, bringing the bureaucrats at the Prime Minister's Office to a near standstill.

In the past, there was at least a buffer period in the face of extraordinary crises, and the Japanese government even had room to maneuver and turn the situation around. But this time, they dropped a "nuclear bomb" without saying a word!

Looking at the explosion crater, which was more than ten kilometers in diameter, on the satellite image, everyone's heads were buzzing, as if they were in a dream.

Having heard the news, Mineko Yuki led her team straight to the explosion site.

"Please don't let anything happen to you, senior!"

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At the center of the massive crater, resembling the aftermath of an asteroid impact, lies a scene of utter devastation, where all past splendor has been wiped away without a trace.

No life could escape this mass extinction.

That's how it should be.

Uchiha Senmon stood at the very center of the explosion, with all four limbs intact. Apart from his slightly disheveled hair, he was completely unharmed.

Michelangelo's self-destruction, comparable to a nuclear explosion, seemed to be nothing more than a gentle breeze to him.

He stood there quietly, neither speaking nor moving, simply staring blankly at the scars that stretched across the earth as if to the ends of the earth.

The two-faced demon's aura has been completely extinguished; it is dead.

"Ha ha……"

Uchiha Senmon forced a few dry laughs, but they sounded worse than crying.

After avenging his great grudge, he should be laughing with ecstasy, so why is he making this expression?

As if unable to bear witnessing the horrific scene before him, Uchiha Senmon's right eye, with its three cherry blossom petals, degenerated into three tomoe, his pupils becoming unfocused, all the black disappearing and fading into white, before slowly closing.

"Waaah..."

Uchiha Senmon was utterly dejected, biting his lip tightly. The taste of blood filled his mouth, and he felt an intense self-loathing so strong that he wanted to vomit his internal organs.

Everything in sight was destroyed by the final self-destruction of the two-faced demon. How many people were caught up in this disaster, and what kind of despair and suffering did they experience before they died?

Raising his hands, Uchiha Senmon saw the bloodstains that couldn't be washed off.

Having already weighed the lives of 120 million Japanese citizens on a scale, believing they could bear all the sins of the world, is this all the capacity they have in the end?

It's both laughable and pathetic!

Mikoto's sins can be redeemed by slaying the two-faced demon and using the Mangekyou Sharingan, but how can the sins flowing on this blood-soaked land be cleansed?

"Ha, ha ha ha!"

Uchiha Senmon buried his face in his hands and let out a laugh even more unpleasant than that of a night owl.

After a long while, the Uchiha Senmon, whose aura grew increasingly dark and cold, suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky.

The crimson moon that was visible during the day has long since disappeared.

"I will save the world."

Save the world! Save the world!

If these hands can save a hundred or a thousand times more people, then perhaps these hands will be worthy of embracing Mikoto again.

We must not only create a world with Mikoto, but also a peaceful world where Mikoto can be happy.

"Wood Release".

Uchiha Senmon formed a hand seal.

A magnificent cherry blossom tree, several dozen feet tall and with a canopy-like canopy, rose from the ground, its branches bursting with thousands of blossoms, their beauty both splendid and pure.

Cherry blossoms are considered a flower of melancholy, and they are often planted in Japanese cemeteries to mourn the deceased.

"If it's a girl, we'll name her Uchiha Sakura."

Cherry blossoms were also Mikoto's favorite flower, and I hope her spirit in heaven can see them.

"Well……"

Uchiha Senmon suddenly covered his left eye with his left hand. His eye was dry and slightly stinging, and he blinked repeatedly.

"Your eyesight seems to have deteriorated a bit?!"

"Gagaga!"

Suddenly, the cawing of crows came from the sky.

Uchiha Senmon frowned. There had just been a massive explosion, and alert birds would never approach it. Moreover, this crow possessed a power that seemed familiar.

The crow perched sideways on a cherry blossom branch, its single, scarlet Sharingan eye wide open.

It wasn't the three-tomoe Sharingan, nor Itachi Uchiha's scythe-shaped Mangekyou Sharingan, nor Sasuke Uchiha's six-pointed star Mangekyou Sharingan, but a black triangular windmill.

It's Tobi's Mangekyou Sharingan!

The space suddenly distorted, and Itachi Uchiha, dressed in a black trench coat, appeared in front of Senmon Uchiha.

He and Uchiha Senmon were both expressionless and had a cold demeanor; they even looked somewhat alike when standing together.

"You used the forbidden technique Izanagi."

Uchiha Itachi gazed at Uchiha Senmon's closed right eye and said calmly.

Izanagi is an ultimate genjutsu that can switch between illusion and reality at will, and can even rewrite death, but the price is that the Sharingan will lose its light forever and can never be opened again.

The Uchiha Sage Mode avoided the Great Explosion by using the Izanagi Technique.

To revive Mikoto, all you need is one Mangekyou Sharingan.

"You've come at the right time, Uchiha Itachi. I've also been eager to see you," Uchiha Senmon said in a deep voice.

Itachi Uchiha, who slaughtered the Uchiha clan, infiltrated the Akatsuki organization as a spy, and was designated by the Toad Sage as the Child of Prophecy, was the man who knew the truth best after Jiraiya's death.

"Hmph, since you've also awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan, you're qualified to know the truth."

Itachi Uchiha's eyes were deep and calm as he nodded slightly.

"Come with me, and I will tell you everything about the Uchiha clan."

Upon receiving Itachi's invitation, Senmon glanced at the crow perched on Itachi's shoulder, pondered for a moment, and then agreed.

"Let's go."

Jiraiya's last words after being resurrected at the Mount Tai Festival were to believe in Itachi Uchiha.

"senior!"

Just then, a black sedan sped up like a shooting star. Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Yuuki Mineko jumped out and ran towards the Uchiha Senmon.

"Senior, I'm so glad you're alright..."

Before Yuki Mineko, with tears in her eyes, even got close, she felt a bone-chilling cold and froze on the spot.

"senior?"

Uchiha Senmon was uncharacteristically indifferent, his left Sharingan with three tomoe gleaming with a dangerous crimson light.

"It really is the Sharingan!"

Higashiyama, the black man, glanced at the Uchiha Senmon who exuded a terrifying aura, and trembled with fear. The worms inside his body were so frightened that they fell silent.

"And the man next to the director, he's from the Akatsuki..."

"It's really kind of you to come so quickly."

Uchiha Senmon casually raised his head and looked at the approaching convoy:

"Even Kurosaki came?"

The Supernatural Agency agents who got out of the cars behind, along with police officers and bureaucrats from other agencies, stared in disbelief at Uchiha Senmon's Sharingan in his left eye and Uchiha Itachi standing beside him.

"Department Head Uchiha, what exactly is going on?"

A delinquent youth with dyed yellow hair, carrying a black guillotine, suddenly shouted and questioned.

"Are you asking about what happened at Yokota Air Base?"

Uchiha Senmon surveyed the now completely white crater, his eyes dark and empty, devoid of emotion, and said:

"I did all of this."

"That's not all!"

The blond-haired youth's face alternated between pale and flushed, and he bared his teeth as he demanded:

"Why do you have Sharingan? And him...?"

Have you ever seen what I really look like?

Before Kurosaki could finish speaking, he was interrupted rudely by Uchiha Senmon, who asked a meaningful question in return.

"The Uchiha Sage Clan that you know never existed in the first place."

Uchiha Senmon chuckled:

"Actually, I've been deceiving you all along. Subordinates as stupid and easily fooled as you are really useful. But now you're no longer of any use to me."

Everyone was stunned, their faces turned pale, and they were speechless.

Is this the true face of the Uchiha Sage Clan?

The Uchiha clan felt guilty for secretly manipulating the Twelve Divine Generals in carrying out the Mirror Flower Water Moon Plan.

But it's finally over now.

The power, status, and fame gained in this world are merely stepping stones for revenge. Now that the mission is accomplished, they can be discarded without a second thought.

Before seeking revenge, he prepared to break with the government.

As for A-Ming and Nami-Ryu, the Uchiha Sage Sect has already made arrangements for their escape route.

However, the other twelve generals, as his subordinates, will inevitably face government scrutiny.

It is right here that I severed the ties of the past with the Twelve Divine Generals.

Moreover, only Kage-level powerhouses are qualified to enter the upcoming battles.

Yuki, Kurosaki, and the other members of the Twelve Divine Generals, though extraordinary beings, faced a near-certain death if they were involved.

"Senior, are you deceiving me? I've always been so good to you..."

"Longing is the emotion furthest from understanding."

The Sharingan of the Uchiha Sage Sect swept across the crowd:

"Yuki, have you forgotten? The Sharingan of the Uchiha clan possesses absolute hypnotic power."

"Is what you see of me real or fake?"

Like a bolt from the blue, everyone present, whether superhuman or ordinary, was struck dumb. The Sharingan's power rendered them completely immobile, not even a little finger.

"Don't worry, you're all like dust in my eyes, a few more or less doesn't matter."

"Senior, senior!"

Ripples spread through the space, engulfing Uchiha Senmon and Uchiha Itachi before disappearing completely.

"Well then, goodbye."

(End of this chapter)

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