Chapter 125: I Bought a Swimsuit

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Sasame sat dumbfounded on the floor, utterly bewildered.

Before he could even process what had happened, Tsunade had already thrown on

her coat and fled the scene like a criminal making a getaway.

"How is this my fault?"

He shook his head, stood up, and left the room.

In the main hall, both Tsunade and Shizune were gone—only the little loli, Ayame,

remained. She had stayed overnight.

"Good morning, big brother," Ayame greeted politely.

"Ayame, you can head home for now," Sasame said with a smile. "Sensei's going to be

busy these next couple of days. She might not have time."

"Mm." Ayame nodded. "Lady Tsunade already explained. I'll come back tomorrow."

After seeing her off, Sasame headed to the Land of Waves' Daimyō Residence.

"Shisui, how's everyone holding up these past two days?"

"Barely stable," Uchiha Shisui replied with a slight bow. "On behalf of the remaining

Uchiha, I thank you for saving us."

"No need for formalities."

Sasame helped him up. "From now on, you'll live peacefully in the Land of Waves. One

day, the Uchiha's glory will return."

"If there's anything you need, just ask."

Shisui understood reciprocity—and he knew Sasame wasn't some pure-hearted saint.

With his power, Sasame could've stopped Itachi. Yet he hadn't.

Either he despised the radical Uchiha faction… or he had his own agenda.

Either way, compared to total annihilation, this was the best outcome. Shisui didn't

dare hope for more.

"Actually, there is something I'd like to discuss."

Sasame cut straight to the point. "I want you to give me your Mangekyō Sharingan—

and transplant Fugaku's eyes in their place."

He'd already tested it.

Merging Fugaku's Mangekyō into his own eyes to evolve into the Eternal

Mangekyō would cost 1,000 Fate Points.

But using Shisui's would slash the cost to 300.

The difference lay in bloodline proximity.

Shisui's new Mangekyō originated from his ancestor, Kagami Uchiha. Compared to

Fugaku, the blood relation was far closer.

Sasame's only concern was whether Shisui would agree.

Though both were Mangekyō, their abilities differed drastically.

Fugaku's ocular powers seemed overpowered—but their limitations were severe.

Fate could warp entirely from the slightest ripple.

His ability only showed the most probable future at that exact moment.

Minutes or hours later? That future might no longer exist.

Worse—the cooldown was absurdly long. Even worse than Kotoamatsukami.

As for Shisui's Mangekyō abilities? Sasame didn't know.

But they probably weren't weak.

"…Alright."

Shisui agreed without hesitation.

His priorities were clear: Uchiha clan > Konoha.

"But I have one condition." His gaze sharpened. "If you ever become Hokage, I want

the Uchiha reinstated in Konoha."

Sasame hadn't hidden his identity from him.

As Tsunade's disciple—and with his monstrous strength—becoming Hokage was

practically inevitable.

"Deal."

Sasame clapped his shoulder. "From today, you're the Uchiha Clan Head—and

future Hokage Advisor."

He casually tossed out benefits.

Shisui's weakness was pathetically simple.

Buying him off with scraps? What a steal.

Sasame summoned Yakushi Kabuto to perform the eye transplant, then spent 300

Fate Points to absorb Shisui's Mangekyō.

Two new abilities surfaced in his mind:

Left Eye: Yomotsu Hirasaka – Erases a target's memories for a limited time.

Right Eye: Tsukuyomi no Mikoto – Creates a domain that either accelerates the

user or slows enemies.

The Mangekyō Sharingan was called the "Mirror of the Soul" for a reason.

Its abilities reflected the wielder's deepest desires.

For example:

Obito's Kamui stemmed from his wish to tear open and escape this world.

Itachi's Tsukuyomi embodied his control over reality and illusion.

Shisui's abilities were just as telling:

Yomotsu Hirasaka—born from witnessing Itachi's atrocities, and wishing he

could make him forget the "Will of Fire" he'd taught him.

Tsukuyomi no Mikoto—a desperate desire to turn back time, diluted into a mere timewarping field.

For Sasame? Tsukuyomi no Mikoto was broken.

Whether in battle or… other activities.

Ahem.

With Shisui recovering post-surgery, Sasame left—only to bump into Mikoto.

Her complexion had improved, vitality restored.

"Aunt Mikoto."

"Sasame." Her eyes brightened. "How's Sasuke?"

"He's awakened his Sharingan. He's fine."

Sasame paused. "Konoha's letting him live normally, too."

"When can I see him?"

Relief washed over her—followed by urgency.

"Give it a few more days."

Sasame planned to wait until Tsunade became Hokage. Then, no one could stop

them.

"Thank you."

Mikoto bowed deeply, then asked, "What about my Mangekyō awakening?"

That stumped him.

Awakening the Mangekyō wasn't so straightforward.

Then—inspiration struck.

"How about when we visit Sasuke? We'll see if that triggers your emotions."

Mikoto froze.

Using a mother's love to force the Mangekyō?

She didn't question it. Just nodded.

After parting ways, Sasame returned to Konoha.

Tsunade sat on the sofa, her expression grim.

"What happened?"

Sasame pulled Shizune aside for context.

The answer shocked him.

Sarutobi Honoka—wife of Sarutobi Seinoshin—had miscarried. Their unborn

child, Sarutobi Konohamaru, was lost.

This reeks of Danzo's interference.

"Go on. I've got this."

Sasame gave Shizune a reassuring look, then sat beside Tsunade.

He took her left hand—plump and warm like polished jade—and began idly playing

with it.

Tsunade's tense expression gradually softened.

As a medic, losing a life under her care always hurt.

But Sasame's antics soothed her.

"Ne, nee-chan… isn't your birthday coming up?"

Tsunade's eyebrow twitched. She hated birthdays now—they just reminded her of her

age.

"Let's go to the beach."

Sasame looked up, honey dripping from his words. "I bought you an amazing gift."

That's right—a sexy swimsuit.

Heh.

Tsunade's irritation evaporated, replaced by curiosity.

She ruffled his hair, a smirk tugging at her lips.

"Then I'll be looking forward to it."

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