Chapter 132: Reviving the Uchiha's Glory?
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Regarding hand-to-hand combat, Tatsuro was extremely confident in himself. Besides, this was just a spar; neither side would use their full strength to fight the other. A simple probing of limits was enough.
After three breaths, Naoya Zenin withdrew his fist. Just as he was about to say something, Tatsuro's fist smashed into his face.
"Sorry, my hand slipped."
Tatsuro said with an apologetic expression, though of course, it wasn't a slip of the hand. It was just payback for the punch he had received at the very beginning.
"Ah, hiss, you fuc—"
Naoya Zenin, sent flying, clutched his face, about to curse him. But then he remembered it was he who had issued the challenge first, and that his father still wanted to see Tatsuro; he couldn't ruin the relationship now. His tone instantly changed, "It's fine. It was my fault for not moving away in time."
"As long as you're fine. I'm truly sorry about that just now."
Tatsuro looked at the still-incomplete system mission and became speechless internally. He had originally thought this kind of defeat would count, but he didn't expect that he had to make him admit defeat. As expected, getting something for free from the system was ridiculously difficult.
"Hahaha, Naoya. What happened to you?"
A hearty voice came through. Tatsuro turned to look. An old man with a sake gourd tucked at his waist, wearing a light white haori, with two long, upturned English-style mustaches, and long white hair draped over his shoulders, was slowly walking over.
Very strong!
This was the first impression he gave Tatsuro.
"It's nothing, Father."
Seeing his father arrive, Naoya Zenin quickly bowed. He said, "I was just sparring with Tatsuro."
"My eyes aren't blind. I was just going through the motions and asking as a formality."
Naoya Zenin: "..."
Naobito Zenin glanced at Tatsuro, who was standing steadily on the ground, and said, "Come with me for a moment, kid. I have something to discuss with you."
"Okay."
Tatsuro nodded and followed. He had always trusted his intuition. This person was definitely at the pinnacle among first-grade sorcerers. If he didn't use his eye abilities, he probably wouldn't be able to win.
After all, the abilities of these eyes were too much of a BUG, putting him in a state of being practically invincible in a one-on-one fight. As long as he wasn't ganged up on, he could even clash with Gojo-sensei.
After all, when pulling an enemy into the 'Mirror World,' his own body would also be exposed in the enemy's field of vision, making it easy to be killed. This was the so-called high ceiling, but also high floor.
In a group battle, he'd be down one eye. In a one-on-one, it was the same no matter who came.
Walking through a long corridor, they entered a wooden house. Tatsuro took off his shoes and followed behind the Zenin family head. The head spoke, "That boy Naoya told you about the marriage alliance, right?"
"He spoke of me marrying into the family, which I did not agree to."
"Marrying into the family sounds so unpleasant. I'll deal with him when I get back."
Naobito Zenin raised his right hand, stroked his handlebar mustache, and said, "I'll be direct. I've taken a liking to your bloodline. I want you to leave behind an heir here. As for compensation, you can have as much money as you want, even cursed tools. And your freedom will not be restricted. In the future, you can stay if you want to stay, and you can leave whenever you want to leave."
"Isn't this just asking me for a sperm donation?"
Tatsuro's eyebrow twitched. He hadn't expected the head of the Zenin family to choose to do this; he thought they might try to forcibly keep him or something.
"Yes. My Zenin family has always valued bloodlines. Right now, I just want you to leave an heir here and will not bind your future or your freedom. I just see future potential in you."
"..."
If I donate sperm to your family, in a few hundred years, it probably won't be called the Zenin family anymore. It'll be the direct reappearance of the Uchiha family.
Everyone with a three-tomoe Sharingan, a collective case of red-eye disease at night, Susanoo as a backdrop. Damn, that's more thrilling than a haunted house.
What a great idea, a direct sequel: "Transmigrating into JJK: Reviving the Uchiha's Glory."
"No."
Tatsuro's reply was extremely decisive. After all, he hadn't even married and had children yet. It would be so awkward if a few sons suddenly popped up in the future.
"It's fine. If you won't give, then just stay here for one night."
Naobito Zenin didn't force him either, saying, "Stay one night, and I'll let you go tomorrow. I'm a man of my word."
"That's not out of the question."
Seeing the Zenin family head being so easy to talk to, Tatsuro didn't refuse. After all, if they fell out, he really wouldn't have a good time. This was the Zenin family; he could definitely escape, but there was no need to open his Mangekyo.
He'd save it for Jogo. He always kept his word. He had to use Susanoo to shave off that Mount Fuji on his head; otherwise, it wouldn't be magnificent enough.
"Good. Rest well in the courtyard. I'll call you when lunch is ready." After Naobito Zenin finished speaking, he left with a hearty laugh, his personality also quite straightforward.
Tatsuro watched the Zenin family head leave and then took out his phone to dial Maki's number.
Five seconds later, the call connected. Zenin Maki's voice came through, "You're awake?"
"Mm, just woke up today. I'm currently a guest at the Zenin household."
"..."
"Huh!? Tatsuro, what did you just say?" Zenin Maki at this moment suspected she had misheard something.
"I'm a guest at the Zenin household."
Tatsuro explained, "The Zenin family head seems to want my sperm donation."
"Huh!"
Now, not only was Maki astonished, but Panda and Toge also shouted out.
"No way? You didn't refuse?" Maki shouted.
"Wasn't I just curious what the Zenin household looked like? So I came along. And I've already refused," Tatsuro said with a smile.
"Be careful."
Panda said, "The Zenin family probably has their eyes on your, well, eyes. They might drug your food. I suggest you don't eat."
"Get aside, don't grab my phone."
Zenin Maki kicked Panda away and said, "Those old geezers are very cunning. If you can leave, don't stay for a moment longer. When I become the head of the Zenin family, I'll definitely slaughter them."
"So envious of Tatsuro, losing his virginity at such a young age."
Just as Inumaki Toge finished speaking, his fateful throat was seized by Zenin Maki, who said, "Want me to throw you over there? So you can lose your virginity too?"
"My mistake, my mistake! I was just kidding, Maki, don't be like that."
Tatsuro listened to the sounds coming from the phone, chuckled a few times, and then hung up. He lamented, "This place is indeed hard to like. It's too cold and cheerless."
Putting his phone in his pocket, he set off to inspect this so-called Zenin family, one of the three great families. Most of the people inside were what Naoya Zenin had called the Kukuru Unit before – ordinary people without cursed techniques but capable of independently exorcising low-grade cursed spirits.
They were all people who had trained their bodies to the limit of an ordinary person, usually responsible for patrolling and protecting the Zenin family.
The number of sorcerers he could see was also pitifully small, which was normal. Tokyo Jujutsu High only had two or three students per year; his year was the largest with five.
How many sorcerers could one family have?
Seven or eight at most. Plus, with them usually being out on missions, it was a stroke of luck to even have three sorcerers at home at any given time.
The Zenin family head, Naobito Zenin, and Naoya Zenin. They are father and son, so their cursed techniques should be the same, related to speed. If they really fought, I probably wouldn't even see their figures, right?
After all, speed + mass = kinetic energy.
It's foreseeable that they could even smash a Susanoo. I'd better see what tricks they'll play at the dinner table. They wouldn't stoop to drugging me, would they?
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