Chapter 52 - Chapter 52

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Danzo hadn't expected that after spending most of the day pushing the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki into a violent frenzy, he'd be subdued and sealed again so easily—by him.

The strange weapons and unpredictable ocular powers confirmed that Uchiha Hikaru's Mangekyō Sharingan was far more dangerous than he'd initially thought. It wasn't just powerful—it was trickery incarnate.

Hikaru picked up the unconscious, gravely wounded Naruto and flung him toward an ally a hundred meters away.

"Inahiko! Catch him—protect Naruto!"

Uchiha Inahiko, locked in combat with a Root Jonin, immediately disengaged at the sound of the deputy clan leader's voice. He turned and spotted a blood-soaked child wrapped in chakra chains flying through the air.

He caught him without hesitation.

Looking down at the battered Naruto in his arms, Inahiko grimaced, then turned to face the charging Root shinobi.

Without a word, he turned and sprinted away, all while defending himself one-handed with a kunai against the barrage of shuriken.

"Deputy Chief!" he shouted. "You better give me a raise for this!"

From afar, Hikaru responded without turning his head, his voice cool.

"Don't worry! You're getting a bonus!"

Danzo stood opposite him, sneering in disdain.

"Hmph. Such lax bonds with his subordinates. The Uchiha truly have fallen."

Hikaru activated Susanoo without a word. The spectral giant surged forward.

"You reek like a sewer rat and yap like a mongrel," Hikaru spat, voice brimming with contempt. "Quit barking and spewing shit—it's disgusting. I respect my subordinates, something your fossilized brain can't comprehend, you backwater yokel."

Danzo's face twisted in fury, his blood pressure visibly rising. He whipped a kunai from his sleeve.

"Wind Style: Vacuum Blade!"

He inhaled, then exhaled a surge of chakra-infused air, coating his kunai in slicing wind. He leapt forward, aiming directly for Susanoo.

Hikaru, still nestled within Susanoo's ribcage, snorted with laughter. Danzo really thought a kunai would pierce Susanoo? Just like in the original timeline… Brave idiot.

Steel met chakra. A high-pitched crack rang out.

Danzo grinned—until his kunai snapped in half, and Susanoo's massive fist slammed into him, pulverizing him into paste.

Hikaru flicked the blood off Susanoo's hand with casual disdain.

"Don't dirty my Susanoo."

"You seriously thought breathing on a kunai would make it strong enough to pierce Susanoo? What, you think halitosis is some kind of Kekkei Genkai now?"

"Honestly, I think the kunai broke because your breath melted the steel."

But Danzo's remains vanished—only to reappear a few meters away, his body restored by Izanagi.

Rage twisted Danzo's face. His Sharingan blazed. "You arrogant little bastard… I'll kill you myself!"

Hikaru blurred behind him in a flicker of movement. Susanoo's arms clasped together, smashing Danzo again.

"Kill me yourself? Who the hell do you think you are—Tobirama Senju? Stop cosplaying that old relic."

"You termite chewing at the roots of Konoha—I'll grind you into dust with my own hands."

Danzo resurrected again, but his face twitched. He was unraveling. Hikaru's constant barrage, both verbal and physical, was breaking him.

And yet, Danzo had a plan.

Seven Sharingan remained: five three-tomoe and one Mangekyō in his right eye. The Mangekyō's power had been nearly drained from controlling the Jinchuriki earlier, but it could still resist illusions in a pinch.

Seven lives. I can wear him down. I'll bleed his chakra dry…

He formed hand seals rapidly.

"Summoning Jutsu: Nightmare Tapir!"

The air twisted, and with a boom, a massive beast emerged—elephantine in shape, with tiger-like limbs and orange-red fur. Its striped trunk lifted, its gaping mouth unleashed a powerful vacuum.

Wind howled through the battlefield, pulling in rubble, air, and even straining Susanoo's movements.

So this is your game? Hikaru smirked, forming his own hand seals.

"Fire Style: Great Fire Annihilation!"

An ocean of fire erupted from his mouth. The Nightmare Tapir—too dumb to stop—gulped it down.

Big mistake.

The chakra-fueled flames ignited its thick fur. It thrashed wildly, trying to douse the blaze. But the flames clung. Summoned beast or not, its chakra-rich body burned just as easily.

In a puff of white smoke, the nightmare beast vanished.

Danzo stared, aghast.

All that effort, wasted.

Hikaru pressed the assault, voice like a dagger.

"Danzo, are you senile? You think summoning beasts make you powerful? What, you thought that was a tailed beast?"

"Ugly as hell, and you think he's majestic. You're delusional, Grandpa Biden."

"If I were you, I'd have run away the moment I saw me. You're just dressing up weakness with pretense."

Danzo snapped. Word Spirit's passive had broken the last threads of sanity.

"Shimura Danzo's mental defense has collapsed. Wind-style mastery confirmed. Hashirama's cells optimized. Pupil power increased by 10%."

Not bad. Hikaru could work with that.

Danzo fought like a cornered beast. Hikaru tortured him like an executioner with a grudge.

"This slap is for Shisui!"

"You owe #5 this kick!"

"This Fire Style's for betraying the village!"

One by one, each Sharingan on Danzo's arm dimmed, turned grey, and died.

Until only Shisui's Mangekyō remained.

Hikaru's eyes spun, casting a powerful genjutsu. Danzo tried to resist, but he was outmatched. A single Mangekyō was nothing compared to Hikaru's fully evolved pair—strengthened far beyond normal Mangekyō, nearly on par with the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.

Danzo froze.

Controlled.

Hikaru stepped forward, eyes cold.

He extracted Shisui's stolen Mangekyō and sealed it in a nutrient-filled vial, preserving it carefully.

Revenge wasn't always loud.

Sometimes, it was clinical.

And final.

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