Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 180 - : A Sudden Tragic News

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Traversing the peculiar spatial tunnel, Kyōsuke felt the warped flow of time and space blur around him. In what felt like the blink of an eye, he emerged from the passage and set foot once more in the Shinobi World.

As he inhaled the air—thick with the familiar scent of blood and iron—a moment of silence engulfed him.

Then, slowly, a cold, cruel smile curled across his lips.

This time, Kyōsuke decided to take action against Black Zetsu.

That insidious shadow, ever-manipulative and persistent, was a loose end that needed tying. With Isshiki's increasingly conspicuous movements, Kyosuke knew it was only a matter of time before the Ōtsutsuki Clan's self-proclaimed "paragon" took notice.

Kyōsuke's lips twisted into a dark smirk. By then, he would design a plan to lure Isshiki out and settle the score for being imprisoned on the Moon for five long years.

Given his current strength and mastery of Yin-Yang Release, dealing with Black Zetsu was well within his capabilities—if he could successfully track the slippery creature's movements.

Just as he sank deeper into his thoughts, a familiar voice broke through his reverie.

"Kyosuke-sama~!"

The unmistakable, singsong tone startled him slightly. Turning around, Kyōsuke was greeted by a sight both absurd and oddly nostalgic: Uchiha Kochou, her tear-filled eyes shimmering with an exaggerated intensity, charging toward him with reckless abandon.

Her intention was clear—a full-bodied tackle fueled by sheer, unrestrained emotion.

"Sigh..."

Letting out a resigned breath, Kyosuke took a single step to the side.

The result was as predictable as it was comical. Kochou crashed unceremoniously to the ground with a loud thud, her momentum sending her sprawling.

"Kyosuke-sama, you're so mean~" she whined, lifting her head with a pout that barely masked her amusement. Then, with a cheeky grin, she added, "But I like it~."

Kyosuke's expression remained impassive, though a faint flicker of exasperation crossed his eyes.

Before he could respond, another figure appeared at the entrance of the cave.

Calm and composed, Yayoi stepped inside, her smile subtle yet warm as her gaze settled on him.

"Welcome back," she said softly, her voice carrying a quiet sincerity that contrasted sharply with Kochou's theatrics.

Kyōsuke gave her a brief nod, his stoic demeanor betraying none of the emotions swirling within.

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Hyūga Clan – Forbidden Laboratory

The air in the dimly lit laboratory was thick with tension.

"So... that bastard, Jigen, has already fled with the vessel, hasn't he?" Kyōsuke's voice was cold, though a trace of frustration seeped through his calm façade. Just as he was preparing to deal with Black Zetsu, an even graver situation unfolded before him.

With the vessel now in hand, it meant Ōtsutsuki Isshiki's complete resurrection was imminent.

By then, the entire Shinobi World would be powerless to stop a god-like figure of such immense strength.

Even if the Sage of Six Paths were somehow resurrected, Kyōsuke doubted he would stand a chance against Isshiki. The sheer magnitude of power the Ōtsutsuki possessed was beyond comprehension.

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A long sigh escaped Kyōsuke's lips. Thankfully, Yayoi had been shrewd enough to slow the growth of the artificial human, buying them precious time.

Without her foresight, Kyōsuke would already be planning a hasty escape with his family, fleeing to somewhere far from Isshiki's inevitable arrival.

According to Yayoi, achieving the proper level of compatibility for reincarnation would require the vessel to mature for at least ten years.

In other words, Kyōsuke now had ten years to gain the power necessary to kill Ōtsutsuki Isshiki.

"Damn it, if I get pushed too far, I'll just release Kaguya."

"If the worst comes to worst, we'll all go down together—no one gets to walk away happy."

After a long silence, Kyōsuke suddenly spoke. "Two things. First, prepare two suitable artificial humans with Sage cells for me."

"Understood," Yayoi responded without hesitation.

"Second," Kyōsuke added, his tone growing darker, "I need you to create a perfect clone based on my body."

"A clone?" Kochou's voice quivered slightly in disbelief, but Kyosuke's steady gaze silenced her objections.

"That's right."

Kyōsuke's expression turned serious. "Yayoi, Kochou—we've reached a point of no return. We have to be ready for anything."

The weight of his words settled over them all like an unspoken vow. Whatever the future held, there would be no turning back.

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In the following days, Kyōsuke patiently awaited Yayoi's progress.

Creating a clone was no simple task, and it wouldn't be accomplished overnight. However, producing two artificial humans modified with Sage cells was a relatively straightforward process.

When Yayoi finally presented her results, Kyōsuke also revealed a gift he had specially prepared for her.

"Here."

Inside a transparent glass container floated a pair of beautiful, pale blue eyes.

These were the Tenseigan eyes, taken from Hyūga Tenjin after his defeat.

"That old man wanted to seize your ocular power, didn't he? Now, by absorbing these, you can give him the greatest payback."

With a slightly trembling hand, Yayoi accepted the container, her gratitude reflected in her soft smile.

With the power of these eyes, she would quickly surpass the activation stage of the Tenseigan. Once she awakened its unique chakra mode, she would rise to the ranks of the Shinobi World's top-tier powerhouses. She would gain the strength to stand on equal footing with titans like Madara and Hashirama.

More importantly, there were no limits to the potential of her eyes—she could continue evolving toward even greater heights.

Yet, despite this newfound hope, her heart still carried a heavy burden. The pressure from that enigmatic monk in white had been overwhelming and indescribable.

Even if she overcame the barrier that countless others could only dream of and gained super-shadow-level combat prowess, Yayoi still lacked the confidence to defeat Jigen. That man was an absolute anomaly, defying all conventional rules.

Noticing her solemn expression, Kyōsuke sighed helplessly. He extended a hand to touch the two modified bodies before him.

"The Ōtsutsuki Clan is an incredibly terrifying existence in this universe."

The current situation was too complex—every additional ally was invaluable. Thus, Kyōsuke saw no reason to withhold the truth about their enemy.

After his concise explanation, Yayoi was left utterly stunned.

As for the two modified bodies, they were now shrouded in a faint layer of shadow. Moments later, it was as though life had been breathed into them. They began tentatively moving their limbs.

"This body... isn't too bad, I suppose," grumbled Number Two, clearly pleased but unwilling to admit it outright.

Number Three, on the other hand, displayed pure joy, eagerly inspecting its new form with excitement.

Inspired by Madara's actions, Kyōsuke had once wondered if he could use Yin-Yang Release to create proxies for his will. The idea quickly led him to the two independent consciousnesses stored within his body.

Upon discovering that Yayoi could produce modified humans, Kyōsuke decided to bring them into existence.

Should the worst come to pass, at least he would have a contingency plan to turn the tide.

Number Three, driven more by emotion than logic, served as a stabilizing force, preventing Number Two from going overboard.

"You both understand the situation," Kyōsuke said, his expression serious as he nodded toward the two. "If anything happens to me, I'll be counting on you to handle everything."

For once, Number Two fell silent, a rare moment of introspection. "Don't worry. Even if you die, I'll bring you back."

"Let's hope that doesn't happen. Otherwise, Haruto and Nagisa will be heartbroken~" Number Three sniffled, overly sentimental as always.

"Who would choose death if they could avoid it?" Kyosuke murmured, turning his gaze toward the vast, clear blue sky outside.

"But sometimes, there are things we must do, aren't there?"

"Otherwise, what's the meaning of our existence?"

The two proxies departed, their destinations unknown. Apart from Kyosuke, no one—not even Yayoi—knew their true identities.

She only knew that once Kyosuke's clone was completed, she would need to inform "Number Two" to retrieve it.

It was a massive project, and she lacked the confidence to complete it quickly.

Fortunately, Kyosuke wasn't in a hurry. Completing it within ten years would be more than enough.

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"Time to return to the clan."

Having spent half a month with the Hyūga, Kyōsuke finally remembered his obligations to his own family.

In truth, as he delved deeper into the nature of the Ōtsutsuki, many worldly concerns had begun to feel insignificant to him.

If Madara and Hashirama wanted to fight, let them. It didn't matter if one—or both—of them died.

The means to resurrect them were limited, but Kyōsuke knew two or three methods himself.

With him around, even death wouldn't come easily for Madara and Hashirama.

As if sensing his nonchalant attitude, the frontline soon delivered devastating news.

Uchiha Izuna... had fallen in battle.

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