This Naruto is A Bit Too Evil

"Clan head, are we really going to let the Anbu barge into our clan's compound and do as they please?"

Yashiro spoke up. He was one of the more senior members of the Uchiha Clan.

Fugaku glanced at everyone, taking in the anger and disappointment on their faces. With a sigh, he said: "Now is not the time for a coup."

Fugaku's eyes carried a deep sorrow, but there was also a hint of relief in their depths.

A coup wasn't a simple matter of hosting a dinner party. It would require bloodshed and sacrifice, and it wouldn't be easy, especially for the Uchiha Clan.

They wouldn't just be facing the higher-ups of Konoha, but also the interest groups they represented.

Throughout the three Ninja World Wars, the Uchiha Clan had been one of Konoha's main forces, suffering heavy losses and a decline in talent. They still hadn't recovered. In contrast, the Konoha's higher-ups, after years of management, had rebuilt and prospered.

Just the Sarutobi Clan alone was already a formidable challenge for the Uchiha Clan. Add to that the clans of Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura, and the situation became even more difficult.

The Ino-Shika-Cho trio had always been aligned with the Hokage, and the Aburame Clan had also benefited from the higher-ups' influence.

Given the Uchiha Clan's usual arrogance and behavior, it was unlikely that other clans in Konoha would support them.

Thus, from the very beginning, the Uchiha Clan's chances of a successful coup were slim.

And now, with Shisui gone, they had lost a powerful asset, which further diminished their chances.

"Damn it!"

Yashiro gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

They all understood that even if they decided to stage a coup, they would need the right opportunity.

With Danzo being attacked, Shisui's disappearance, and the death of an Anbu member a month ago, the village was now on high alert.

The chance for a coup was gone.

"Yashiro, when the Anbu arrives tomorrow, make sure to have a few clan members keep a close eye on them. Calm the villagers and prevent any disturbances. Also, watch them carefully to ensure they don't pull any tricks or make false accusations."

"As for Shisui's whereabouts, continue the search. As for the coup, let's not discuss it further for now."

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At the same time, inside the Hokage Tower.

The meeting had ended, and everyone had left. Only two people remained in the Hokage's Office.

"Hiruzen, why did you call me here?"

Danzo's expression was grim, his tone filled with irritation.

In his haste to report to Sarutobi Hiruzen, he had only bandaged his wounds roughly. Now, his severed left arm was bleeding again due to his agitation.

At this moment, Danzo was brimming with negativity.

Hiruzen ignored Danzo's displeasure and asked directly with a burning gaze: "Where are Shisui's eyes?"

Whether Uchiha Shisui was alive or dead didn't matter to Hiruzen, but Shisui's eyes are crucial to him.

More importantly, the Mangekyo Sharingan and Kotoamatsukami absolutely could not fall into Danzo's hands. After all, Danzo had once attempted to assassinate him.

"Eyes?"

Danzo's expression froze for a moment, his brow instinctively furrowing. Then, as he remembered his own misfortune, his face twisted into a snarl: "That damned masked bastard! He stole my eye!"

This time, it was Hiruzen's turn to frown, and he asked in surprise: "You were serious about what you said in the meeting?"

"?" Danzo's face shifted from rage to disbelief, then back to even deeper anger. Right now, he is a master of changing expressions.

"You bastard, do you think I'd joke about something like this?"

"Cough."

Looking at the furious Danzo, Hiruzen was a little embarrassed, "I thought you might be hiding something to suppress the Uchiha Clan."

"But if that's the case, and the masked man left after attacking you, then how did Shisui disappear?"

"I don't know, but Uchiha Shisui is most likely still alive."

Danzo's face remained sour.

"Still alive? Do you have information on Shisui?"

Danzo shook his head, "One of my Root members had his eye gouged out while unconscious. It was probably used to replace Shisui's. The masked man wanted Shisui's eyes but didn't kill him."

"He took the eyes but let Shisui live... What is his goal?"

Hiruzen frowned, feeling a headache coming on.

'It seems like someone who is familiar with Shisui and aware of his eyes?'

'Shisui had mentioned that, aside from myself, only Uchiha Itachi knew about his Mangekyo Sharingan.'

'But Itachi was close to Shisui and possessed the mindset and vision of a Hokage. He had no reason to target Shisui.'

'Who could it be? Wait...'

Hiruzen suddenly thought of someone. He took a deep breath and asked solemnly: "Danzo, is that masked man the same one who caused the Nine-Tails attack?"

That night was etched deeply in his memory, as his wife had also died then.

'The masked man who had caused the Nine-Tails attack possessed a strange Space-Time ninjutsu, so it will be easy for him to enter and leave Konoha unnoticed.'

'And, most importantly, that man had a Sharingan!'

'For someone who understood the Mangekyo Sharingan, this was an irresistible temptation.'

Danzo was stunned for a moment, and then mentally compared the two.

"They're probably not the same person. Their styles are too different."

The man who had called himself Uchiha Madara back then had tried hard to project an air of calm authority, but to Danzo, he had seemed like a rat hiding behind a mask.

But the cat-masked man was completely different. His tone was like that of someone looking down on an ant, as if everything Danzo did was just a farce in his eyes.

'That calm, detached, and arrogant demeanor... that man was more like the Asura of the Ninja World.'

"If the masked man from the Nine-Tails attack had been this one, Minato would never have succeeded in sealing the Nine-Tails."

Hearing this, Hiruzen's frown deepened, and the sadness in his heart could not be dispelled for a long time.

"Sigh, troubled times indeed."