The atmosphere in the clan meeting changed due to Mitsuki's Mangekyo.
Everyone was ecstatic, except for Mitsuki who remained composed.
Fugaku looked at Mitsuki and said something that surprised everyone:
"Mitsuki, you're right. I've been a terrible Clan Head."
"Since you've awakened the Mangekyo, why don't I hand the position of Clan Head over to you."
"Compared to me, I believe that under your leadership, the clan will surely restore its former glory!"
His words carried self-mockery, with a faint hint of relief.
Since the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox's Attack, the conflict between the clan and the Village had left him overwhelmed, yet there was no better candidate within the clan to become Clan Head.
He had intended to wait a few years for Itachi to mature further and then pass the position to him, but he never could have imagined.
Itachi had actually been brainwashed by Hiruzen's Will of Fire. Ever since he vaguely noticed this, he became increasingly worried about the succession of the Clan Head.
Fortunately, Mitsuki's words today awakened him, not to mention Mitsuki had even awakened the Mangekyo!
The Elder and clan members were first shocked by Fugaku's initial words, but after hearing the rest, they all expressed their support.
"That's right! Mitsuki has now awakened the Mangekyo! As long as Mitsuki leads us, we will surely restore Uchiha's glory!"
"Only the strongest are worthy of leading the Uchiha!"
"Fugaku's era is over! The future will be led by Mitsuki!"
Everyone's attitude changed, simply because Mitsuki had awakened the Mangekyo.
Mitsuki slowly sat down, resting his chin on his hand, looking indifferent:
"Don't get it wrong, I don't want to be the Clan Head."
"..."
Everyone was broken by Mitsuki's single sentence… "Uchiha Setsuna broke, Uchiha Hachidai broke…"
"A total of 104 people broke. Sharingan visual power increased by 20%."
The system's broadcast came from his ear. Finally, he had milked everything he could. A subtle arc appeared at the corner of Mitsuki's mouth.
"Why! Do you also want to abandon the clan like Uchiha Madara did back then!?"
Mitsuki's words directly stung Uchiha Setsuna's past memories.
Not just Uchiha Setsuna, but all the older generation and Fugaku were filled with apprehension by Mitsuki's words, fearing that Mitsuki would follow Uchiha Madara's path.
Still sitting on the cushion, Mitsuki originally didn't want to make them break anymore, but Setsuna, that old fool, just had to stir up trouble again.
"Elder Setsuna, I respect your age and call you Elder, but if you anger me again, I'll send you to your grave!"
Cold sweat instantly drenched Uchiha Setsuna's back, but this also made the others breathe a sigh of relief.
It seemed Mitsuki had no such intentions.
Mitsuki turned to look at Fugaku:
"Can't you all stop overthinking things? You're not that smart to begin with, so why bother racking your brains?"
"I don't want to be the Clan Head simply because I'm afraid of trouble, but also to prevent Sarutobi and Danzo from realizing that I've awakened the Mangekyo."
"However, I can be the Deputy Clan Head."
"I won't repeat what I said earlier. As for what to do next, have the Military Police Force and all Chunin and above Ninja gather at the clan's training ground the day after tomorrow."
After these words, everyone finally felt at ease. After all, in this situation, a powerful genius who saw the whole picture had appeared.
This gave them new hope in confronting Hiruzen and Danzo.
The rest of the clan meeting involved handling trivial clan matters and incidentally assigning the position of Deputy Head of the Military Police Force to Mitsuki.
Uchiha Jicang was angry but dared not speak, after all, Mitsuki was a Mangekyo user.
Thus, the clan meeting, in which only Uchiha Jicang was harmed, concluded, and everyone else ended the meeting content… "Mitsuki, why did you bring me here?"
After the clan meeting, Mitsuki brought Fugaku to the waterfall about ten li west of Nanga Shrine.
Mitsuki had already familiarized himself with the environment here when they moved to the edge of the Village. Now, within the clan's residential area, this was the only waterfall.
Mitsuki looked at the pool below the waterfall:
"Let's look for Shisui's body. He should have died here."
"How is that possible! Shisui died here?"
Upon hearing this, Fugaku's first reaction was disbelief. He knew Shisui's strength very well; during the Third Great Ninja War, a young Shisui already possessed the strength of an Elite Jonin, single-handedly repelling the Hidden Mist's surprise attack force.
However, since Mitsuki told him this, it meant Mitsuki had already confirmed it. Could it be a Mangekyo genjutsu?
Thinking of this, Fugaku no longer questioned it. The Mangekyo's unique visual jutsu was every Uchiha's trump card, and it couldn't be easily revealed to others.
But what he didn't realize was that Mitsuki knew all this simply because he was a transmigrator. The Mangekyo had only just awakened, and he himself hadn't quite figured it out yet.
The two searched in the water for a moment and found Shisui's body at the bottom of the pool.
"Damn it! Who did this?!"
Shisui hadn't come to the clan meeting tonight because he had been assassinated. Fugaku looked at Shisui's empty eyes, which had been gouged out.
He couldn't help but think of his son, Itachi. Could it be that Itachi also… Seeing Fugaku lost in thought again, Mitsuki directly revealed the truth:
"There are two sets of footprints here. It seems Shisui and Itachi were here not long ago."
"Could it be that Itachi killed Shisui!?"
Itachi had always treated Shisui like an older brother, and Shisui was one of Itachi's few friends. Fugaku couldn't believe his son would do such a thing.
Seeing Fugaku starting to overthink again, Mitsuki interrupted once more:
"Sigh, this clearly looks like Shisui committed suicide by jumping into the river. He probably wanted to help Itachi awaken the Mangekyo before he died."
Immediately, Fugaku looked embarrassed. It seemed he had overthought the drama again. But why did Shisui commit suicide? And where did his eyes go?
"Forget it, forget it. Given Shisui's personality, he probably left a contingency plan. Tomorrow, just cooperate with me at home for a play."
"A play?"
Fugaku's brain overloaded again. Why a play? Who was it for?
At this moment, Mitsuki was also exasperated with Fugaku. No wonder he was called a 'troublemaker' by so many people in his previous life. His mind really wasn't sharp… "Besides your good son, who else? If we don't put on a show to bring him back to the right path, he'll do something outrageous sooner or later."
After saying this, Mitsuki didn't want to say more. If Fugaku understood, then he understood. If he still didn't, then it could only mean that this guy was no longer a troublemaker; he had evolved into a full-blown explosive manure bomb.
After storing Shisui's body in a sealing scroll, Mitsuki returned home.
He sat cross-legged on his bed, meditating.
Deep within his mind, a towering black Susanoo stood.
It was clad in armor, with a battle skirt at its waist, and a long katana-style sword at its hip.
The mask on its face was stern and cold, covering its upper half.
He sensed the Susanoo within his mind and established a connection.
Mitsuki also learned about his two exclusive visual jutsus, "Word Spirit" and "Phantom Weapon," as well as his innate spiritual weapon, the spiritual blade "Chizuki."
Word Spirit: Words become law, effect determined by visual power consumption; enhances the effect of the subject's words, possessing leadership qualities.
Phantom Weapon: Materializes weapons and weapon effects of any ability, weapon strength determined by visual power consumption.
After thinking for a while, Mitsuki realized that his two visual jutsus worked best when used together. If he wasn't mistaken, this could also reduce the consumption of visual power.
Similarly, Word Spirit's passive ability could be used in conjunction with the system to make it easier for others to break.
After all, before replicating the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, Mitsuki couldn't use his visual jutsus freely. However, Obito could be considered, as hashirama cells were a good thing and could also replenish visual power.