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"What proposal?" Danzo's brows furrowed, his tone sharp and impatient.
Fugaku took a deep breath. His expression remained calm, his voice steady as he spoke before the assembled clan heads and elders:
> "The Uchiha clan has decided to resign collectively and withdraw from the Konoha Police Force."
The room instantly erupted — the words struck like a lightning bolt in a clear sky. Shock rippled through the patriarchs' faces; even the Third Hokage froze.
The pipe in Hiruzen's hand trembled. He set it down before taking a puff, his eyes narrowing as the weight of Fugaku's words sank in.
Uchiha... abandoning the Police Force voluntarily?
That was the foundation of their power — the legacy given by Tobirama Senju himself. To relinquish it was unthinkable.
"Have they finally decided to destroy their own authority?" thought the Hokage grimly. Or... is this something else?
Danzo's face darkened like a brewing storm. "Why didn't you say this earlier?"
"You didn't ask," Fugaku replied flatly, his Sharingan calm but burning underneath with quiet defiance.
"Captain Fugaku," the Third Hokage interjected, his tone deep and persuasive. "The Konoha Police Force was entrusted to your clan by the Second Hokage. It is both a responsibility and a symbol of trust. Are you truly certain—"
"Lord Hokage," Fugaku interrupted coldly, his gaze unwavering. "Uchiha's strength has declined. Our people are weary and misunderstood. We no longer have the will nor the necessity to serve as the village's guards. The decision to return the Police Department to Konoha was made through a collective vote."
Silence filled the hall.
"So," Hiruzen finally said after a pause, his tone cautious, "does the Uchiha clan have any demands in return?"
"No," Fugaku said without hesitation. "I only hope the Police Department is handed to those truly capable. Let the village be judged by its own fairness."
As he spoke, his gaze deliberately swept past Hyūga Hiashi, Akimichi Chōza, Yamanaka Inoichi, Nara Shikaku, and the rest — igniting silent competition.
Whoever took the Police Force would inherit Uchiha's authority. It was bait... and every clan head knew it.
A wave of murmuring filled the room as the patriarchs began whispering among themselves.
Danzo leaned close to the Third Hokage, his voice sharp and impatient. "Hiruzen, they're trying to manipulate us. We must vote immediately and reclaim the Police Force before they change their minds."
But the Hokage remained still, pipe smoke curling like serpents before his eyes. "No. Fugaku is not a fool. If the Uchiha are giving this up willingly, there is purpose behind it."
Meanwhile, in the adjoining waiting room—
"Why's it taking so long?" Duan's eyes opened, a flicker of irritation surfacing.
"Patience," Shisui murmured. "Meetings like this can last for hours. If they decide Uchiha's fate today, it must be thorough."
But even Shisui's voice carried tension. He feared what Fugaku might face inside that room.
A faint smell of smoke drifted across the air. Duan's brows furrowed.
Across from him sat a man with a rough beard and lazy posture — Sarutobi Asuma. He flicked his lighter and lit a cigarette, exhaling with no regard for the others.
"This is a public area," Duan said flatly.
"Yeah, yeah." Asuma waved it off with a smirk. "I'll put it out soon."
But he took another drag anyway.
Duan's eyes darkened. "You know second-hand smoke is more toxic than the first? You're trying to harm me... and this patient beside me."
Asuma frowned, his irritation surfacing. "I said I was sorry. What more do you want?"
He stood halfway, his tone brash, but Duan moved first — fast as a thunderclap.
His hand gripped Asuma's collar, lifting him off the sofa as easily as a child's toy.
Gasps erupted around the room.
Back in the meeting chamber, Danzo was still pressing the Hokage. "This is the time, Hiruzen! We launch the vote, reclaim the Police Force, and end Uchiha's influence once and for all!"
But Hiruzen shook his head slowly. "No... something about this doesn't feel right. Fugaku's move is too deliberate."
Could it be a trap?
Before Danzo could retort—
Boom!
A thunderous crash echoed through the wall beside them, sending dust cascading across the chamber. Cracks spidered through the plaster, widening in seconds until the wall collapsed completely.
Gasps filled the room.
From the wreckage, a body flew backward — slammed across the meeting table with bone-cracking force.
"Asuma!"
Kurenai Yuhi's scream tore through the silence as she rushed forward, eyes wide in panic.
Before anyone could process what happened, a towering figure stepped through the rubble — eyes like cold steel, muscles taut beneath his flak vest.
It was Uchiha Duan.
The God of Muscle himself.
Every clan head, every guard, every Anbu operative turned at once.
Steel flashed. Dozens of weapons were drawn, surrounding him in a tightening circle. Anbu poured in through the corridor, their masks reflecting the tension in the air.
Kakashi stood at the far edge, his single visible eye narrowing.
In that moment, nearly a hundred of Konoha's elite shinobi filled the room — all facing one man.
The pressure was immense, the air thick with killing intent.
But Duan... merely dusted off his hands.
His calm gaze swept across the Third Hokage, Danzo, the elders, and the gathered patriarchs.
The silence was absolute.
And yet — within that silence, every heartbeat felt like the toll of war drums.
Unmoved by the pressure, Duan straightened his back, eyes glinting with the wild, ruthless light of the Uchiha.
> "So this is the power that rules Konoha?"
> "Good. Let's see whose resolve breaks first."
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