#448 - One sentence highlights the complexity of the disease

As soon as Uchiha Gin finished speaking, a big hand with bulging veins pressed on his shoulder. It was obvious that its owner must be in a bad mood.

Crack——

Feeling a slight tingling sensation on his shoulder, Uchiha Gin turned his head and saw a pair of bloodthirsty red eyes.

Senju Tobirama went over all the dirty words he had heard in his life in his mind, and finally gathered them into four classic characters:

"Amenos!"

Along with the sound, there was also the buzzing sound of the hard vortex water blade in the other hand.

Feeling the slight chill on the back of his neck, Uchiha Gin immediately showed an embarrassed expression on his face, and smiled as he slapped away Senju Tobirama's big hand.

"Just a joke, just a joke~"

"you!"

Senju Tobirama frowned slightly, glanced at the palm that was easily knocked down by Uchiha Gin, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

I didn't use any strength?

After breaking free from the grip of Senju Tobirama, Uchiha Gin turned around and looked at Uchiha Madara and others who looked puzzled, and then told them his brilliant idea.

The wonderful thoughts stunned the people present. After digesting the information provided by Uchiha Gin, Uchiha Madara said with a complicated expression,

"What can I say? You are indeed my cousin. You can always come up with ideas that ordinary people can't think of."

"It's okay, it's okay. Who made me eat more sugar than you have ever eaten rice~"

Uchiha Gin nodded proudly, as if accepting Uchiha Madara's praise.

"Izuna, what do you think?"

"Huh? Brother, it's just a Sharingan, you have the final say."

Uchiha Izuna was confused when he was suddenly asked. Although Uchiha Gin's method was indeed contrary to the ancestral teachings, since it concerned the safety of Senju Hashirama, Izuna naturally would not have any objection.

"Then why are you still standing there? Hurry up and go to the tribe to get the eye?"

The clues to Senju Hashirama were right in front of him. Uchiha Madara was lying if he said he was not in a hurry. He wanted to kick his blind brother in the ass.

"Oh? Yes! I'll go right away!"

"It's like an abacus bead."

Looking at his brother's hurried back, Uchiha Madara shook his head slightly disappointed.

Izunai usually looks quite smart, but why does he become timid when he is around?

Seeing Uchiha Madara agree so neatly, Senju Tobirama felt mixed emotions. He often targeted the Uchiha Madara brothers, and mocking and ridiculing them was commonplace.

I didn't expect that in the face of such a major issue, the two of them would be so sensible.

Without noticing the inexplicably moved Senju Tobirama, Uchiha Gin waved to the only henchman in the field.

"Jingzi, I have a difficult task for you."

Uchiha Jing's body stiffened when he heard this. He was the youngest among the people present, so while they were talking, he pricked up his ears and huddled aside, not daring to make the slightest noise.

"Uncle Yin, what do you need me to do?"

Uchiha Gin's eyes were filled with expectation, which made Uchiha Jing a little nervous. Logically speaking, a character of his level should not be able to participate in this incident.

"Izanagi will, right?"

"meeting."

As a second-generation senior official, Jing naturally knew all the clan's secret techniques.

"Very good, uncle, I will give you a chance to defeat the powerful."

Uchiha Gin, who wanted to be lazy, nodded, pointed at Senju Tobirama not far away, and made arrangements.

"teacher."

Senju Tobirama, who was thinking about something, raised his head and looked at the disciple in front of him with a strange expression.

"Jing, what's the matter?"

"Sensei, I am here to teach you Izanagi."

Facing the strict teacher, Uchiha Kagami, who was forcibly assigned, replied with a stiff upper lip.

"Then I'll trouble you."

After taking a look at Uchiha Madara who was sitting silently, and Uchiha Gin who was making sweet tea for him, Senju Tobirama had to accept the fact that his disciple was teaching him the family secret technique.

"Izanagi's seals are very simple, there are only three of them, namely..."

Seeing that Senju Tobirama had no resistance, Uchiha Kagami breathed a sigh of relief and then began to explain the secret technique seriously.

"I understand."

A few minutes later, Tobirama Senju, who had memorized Izanagi by heart, nodded. For a genius like him, this level of ninjutsu had no learning threshold.

"Have you learned it?"

At this time, Uchiha Gin, who was sipping tea, walked up to the two of them, looked at the slightly complacent Senju Tobirama, and rolled his eyes.

"Such a simple technique, I can learn it after watching it once."

"Have you thought about how you're going to die?"

"ha?"

The proud Senju Tobirama's expression froze. He really had never thought about this problem.

"Let me do it!"

Uchiha Madara, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. He half-closed his eyes expressionlessly, but a hint of satisfaction could still be seen in the corners of his eyes.

"I'll give you a quick death!"

"I can help too~"

Seeing that Uchiha Madara actually wanted to take his job, Uchiha Gin immediately raised his hand and recommended himself.

"My knife is sharp and accurate. I once served as the butchering instructor for the Shimura clan."

"Brother, let me do it! You are too old to see blood."

"Hey! It's New Year's Day, don't you know how to respect the elderly and love the young?"

"Just because you respect the old and love the young, let me, your foolish brother, do this dirty and tiring work!"

“.”

Looking at Uchiha Gin and others who were arguing endlessly, Uchiha Jing, who did not dare to participate in this topic, deliberately reduced his presence.

"Tsk! Okay, we are all old now, we should give more opportunities to the young people. Jingzi, you go up later! Don't you always complain that this white-haired guy is too strict with you?"

"Huh? No way~"

He turned around and gave an apologetic smile to the livid-faced Senju Tobirama, but before his smile faded, Uchiha Gin's words froze the smile on his face.

"Teacher, believe me, I really don't have that idea!"

"It's okay. I believe in your character."

Senju Tobirama's scarlet eyes were filled with a chilling coldness, as he recorded the actions of Uchiha Madara and the other in his little notebook.

Bang!

At this moment, Uchiha Izuna, who was in a hurry, pushed the door open and walked in, holding a storage scroll with a picture of an Uchiha fan in his hand.

"Brother, I got it."

"Thanks a lot."

Uchiha Gin, holding a teacup, came over curiously.

"How many did you take?"

He knew that the family stored the Sharingan, but he had no idea how many were hidden.

"I brought all the stock just in case."

Uchiha Izuna raised the scroll in his hand with a proud look on his face.

"That's a total of 1,808 pairs!"

"puff!"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Gin almost spit the tea in his mouth onto Izuna's face.

"Ahem, you kid, are you going to dig up all the secrets of the Uchiha clan?"

"I was worried about rejection, so I took some extra just in case."

Facing the questioning gazes of his two brothers, Uchiha Izuna shrank his neck and carefully explained himself.

"Izuna, you're thoughtful."

Next, there was the tedious screening work. In order to ensure that there would be no unexpected situations after the transplant, several people began to look for a suitable Sharingan based on Senju Tobirama's blood type.

Soon, several pairs of scarlet eyeballs soaked in nutrient solution were lined up in front of Senju Tobirama.

"You're lucky. There are so many pairs of Sharingan that match your blood type."

Uchiha Gin clapped his hands and said with a look of relief,

"Pick one."

Looking at the pairs of Sharingan that seemed to be alive, Senju Tobirama felt uncomfortable and turned his head away.

"Any one will do."

When it comes to disposable consumables, Tobirama Senju has no intention of being picky, as long as they can be used, it's fine.

"Then let me take a look. What a coincidence! The owner of these eyes died under your knife."

"Change to a pair!"

"Okay, okay, this pair. What a coincidence, it's you again."

"Change again!"

Tobirama Senju looked very ugly. During the years when the two clans were fighting, countless Uchiha souls died under his command. Now he had to replace the eyes of those souls, which made it a little difficult for him to accept.

"Really~"

Uchiha Gin curled his lips, and finally picked out a pair of ordinary three-magatama from a pile of Sharingans and handed them over.

"You didn't kill the owner of this pair, but..."

“This pair!”

"But he is ill."

"As long as you don't die under my knife."

"But."

"It doesn't matter."

Looking at the information of the owner of these eyes, Uchiha Gin twitched his lips, and finally chose to respect Senju Tobirama's choice.

"Well, just don't regret it."

After saying this, he was about to unscrew the long-sealed jar. Senju Tobirama was startled and hurriedly spoke out to stop him.

"Wait, what do you want to do?"

"What? I'm doing surgery on you!"

Uchiha Gin looked innocent.

"Right here? For a delicate surgery like eye transplant, shouldn't we go to the hospital and find a skilled doctor to do it?"

Before the indignant Senju Tobirama could finish his words, Uchiha Gin showed an expression of approval, and like a magic trick, he pulled out a white coat from behind and put it on himself.

"I think you're right!"

Seeing this, Senju Tobirama remembered that the curly-haired man in front of him had another identity. He blinked and said in a dry voice,

"I admit that you are a decent doctor, but let's at least pay attention to hygiene. Didn't you say that the owner of these eyes is sick? It would be bad if he got infected."

"Ah! That's true."

Hearing this, Uchiha Gin's expression tightened slightly, and he quickly took out the disinfectant spray from his backpack, disinfected himself in all directions, and then put on special protective equipment to protect himself 360° without blind spots.

"Okay, let's get started."

"If you do this, what about me?"

"In our Uchiha clan, eye replacement is not as difficult as circumcision. Don't worry, it will be over in a blink of an eye."

Seeing Uchiha Gin's determined look, Senju Tobirama, after some ideological struggle, finally chose to believe in Curly's gene, and lay down obediently on the sofa, waiting for the operation to proceed.

"Do you want partial or full anesthesia?"

Uchiha Gin, wearing rubber gloves, stood beside Senju Tobirama, checking the surgical tools while asking,

"Uh, what does this mean?"

"Half anesthesia means I glare at you. It won't hurt your brain, but there is a certain chance that you will wake up in the middle of it."

"General anesthesia!"

The Uchiha clan's anesthesia was actually hypnosis using the Sharingan's illusion. Out of concern for Uchiha Gin's "weak" strength, Senju Tobirama immediately chose the safer general anesthesia.

"Okay, cousin, I'll leave it to you!"

"ha?"

"Look me in the eyes, Whitehair."

Uchiha Madara's eyes opened and closed, and enchanting patterns instantly covered his entire pupils. The overwhelming power of his pupils suffocated Senju Tobirama.

"Immerse yourself in the illusion of the Mangekyō Sharingan!"

As the red light bloomed, Senju Tobirama's consciousness completely fell into endless darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, the unconscious Senju Tobirama felt a strong light shining on him, and several figures whispering around him, prompting his dormant consciousness to begin to revive.

“Hmm.”

When he gradually gained control of his weightless body, Senju Tobirama finally raised his heavy eyelids. The figure beside him seemed to have noticed his unusual movement and immediately checked his eyes one by one with a flashlight.

"OK! No rejection."

Was it successful?

A flash of relief flashed through Senju Tobirama's mind, but soon he discovered the problem.

Why check both eyes!

"Congratulations, the operation was successful. You can squat and pee from now on."

Senju Tobirama struggled to get up, and after hearing Uchiha Gin's words, he was so scared that he quickly grabbed down.

"call"

After finding out it was still there, I breathed a sigh of relief.

After the false alarm, he blinked his sore eyes.

"Is this the world of the Sharingan?"

Looking at the world that was several times clearer than before, a trace of envy arose in the heart of Senju Tobirama. It was worthy of the Sharingan that had been able to compete with their Senju for many years. It really had some skills.

"Come and see how good my craftsmanship is."

Just as Senju Tobirama was sighing, Uchiha Gin, who had already shed his doctor's skin, waved his hand, and Uchiha Kagami, who was acting as a lackey, immediately came over holding a mirror.

"I'm boiling!"

Looking at the two pupils in the mirror with magatama spinning around, Senju Tobirama burst into swearing, turned around and grabbed the attending doctor by the collar, and asked loudly,

"Didn't we agree to only exchange for one?"

"Isn't this a promotion? Double Kamui Cards, exchange one and get one free. I'll give you a pair of top-level Sharingan for free. Just be happy~"

"I trusted you so much."

Senju Tobirama was so angry that his teeth were about to break. He was the second in command of the Senju clan, and he actually had a pair of Sharingan. If this got out, how would he face his clan members in the future?

"Oh, it's okay. I'll change it back for you when we're done."

Uchiha Gin immediately tried to persuade the furious Senju Tobirama with kind words, while holding up two scarlet eyeballs in his hands.

"Protect my eyes!"

The raw eyes that were in his eye sockets not long ago were now exposed to the air nakedly, and Uchiha Gin was not even wearing gloves!

"I know, I know. I will disinfect you."

Uchiha Gin curled his lips, casually threw his eyeball into the nutrient solution, and asked,

"How powerful is the Sharingan?"

"It's just so-so."

Although he was keenly aware of the terrifying power contained in the eyes, Senju Tobirama still insisted on his actions.

"Okay, you get used to it first, and we'll start later."

"By the way, you just said that the owner of these eyes is sick. What is the disease?"

As Senju Tobirama was getting familiar with the strange eyes, he suddenly remembered the original owner of the eyes. Driven by curiosity, he turned around and asked Uchiha Gin who was drinking tea,

"Forehead"

Uchiha Gin's eyes rolled when he heard this, evil thoughts welled up in his mind, and he showed an expression that seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

"Isn't it some dirty disease?"

Seeing Uchiha Gin looking embarrassed, Senju Tobirama's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he was finally going to fall into Uchiha's hands?

"Aiyou~ Mei, it's okay. Venereology is not a terminal illness. It won't cause warts." (End of this chapter)