Children and grandchildren? Chat group.
Namikaze Minato: Is this a direct live broadcast?
Senju Tobirama: Based on the rules I just saw, it should be. The broadcast is scheduled for 3 hours every day.
Dazhuzi Hanhan: Judging by the current members, we're all from Konoha. So this Kitahara Hitoshi kid must be one of ours.
Namikaze Minato: Hmm…
Namikaze Minato: But I keep feeling...
Senju Tobirama: What's wrong, Fourth?
Namikaze Minato: This boy named Kitahara Hitoshi… I feel like I've seen him before, but my memory is hazy.
Senju Tobirama: That's not impossible. Based on Kakashi's soul appearance, this Konoha seems to be more than ten years after your death.
Senju Tobirama: And this kid, Kitahara Hitoshi, doesn't match your era.
Namikaze Minato: So... according to the group rules, could he be from the future?
Senju Tobirama: That would make sense. This just got more interesting.
Senju Hashirama: Slow down, you two. Let me take part in the analysis too.
Senju Tobirama: Forget it, Anija. You always rush in without thinking. If the First Hokage had brains, the Ninja World Wars wouldn't have happened.
Senju Hashirama: Huh? Ninja Wars?
Senju Tobirama: You really don't know? You bowed your head to unite the Five Kage and held the first summit, but the moment you died, the other four Kage turned against us.
Senju Tobirama: First thing they did was annihilate Uzushio. Then they attacked Konoha.
Senju Hashirama: What? No way... That can't be real.
Senju Tobirama: It's true. After that, I died in the First Great Ninja War.
Senju Hashirama: So... everything I envisioned was wrong?
Senju Hashirama: After my death, instead of supporting each other, the villages just fought more fiercely?
Senju Tobirama: You're too naive.
Tobirama's soul sat cross-legged, resting his chin on one hand as he focused on the video in the center of the group chat.
A teenage boy appeared, short black hair and golden eyes.
Something about him felt different.
He seemed to be feeding his personal Summoning Beast—a ninja rabbit.
And strangely enough, this rabbit gave off a very unique vibe.
It was picky, sniffing the choices before selecting a carrot that had been cut to just the right size.
It grabbed it with its paws and took delicate bites, like a noblewoman savoring a meal.
Just a rabbit, yet elegant like a princess.
Senju Tobirama: Are Summoning Beasts becoming more anthropomorphic now?
Namikaze Minato: I'm not sure, but I've heard that the White Snake Sage of Ryuchi Cave can assume human form.
Senju Tobirama: Hmph… While it's true that ninjas can choose their Summoning Beasts freely, I still believe they should remain functional...
"Prick—"
Just then, the rabbit bit down on Kitahara Hitoshi's left-hand finger while being held.
Senju Tobirama: Seems like Kitahara Hitoshi doesn't have a good relationship with his Summoning Beast.
Senju Tobirama: A proper ninja must have absolute control over their beast.
Senju Tobirama: Like me—my Rashomon has always been a tool under my full control.
Senju Hashirama: Tobirama, saying that makes me feel like Rashomon might be crying.
Namikaze Minato: Wait, First, Second—quiet for a moment.
Senju Tobirama: Huh? What's going on...
Senju Tobirama: No… Kitahara Hitoshi is changing.
Namikaze Minato: Yeah! Something's different!
It was true.
Kitahara Hitoshi had changed.
The moment the rabbit bit him, chakra surged rapidly around his eyes.
He closed his eyes instinctively.
Everyone in the group held their breath.
Senju Tobirama: I've got a bad feeling.
Senju Hashirama: Huh?
Senju Tobirama: For some reason, this kid gives off a vibe similar to the Uchiha.
Senju Hashirama: Tobirama, are you still holding onto that bias?
Senju Tobirama: I don't hate them blindly. When I was Hokage, I did my duty. But I've seen too many from that clan lose themselves—like Madara.
Senju Hashirama: Yeah... Madara was Konoha's first rogue shinobi.
Namikaze Minato: Please, Shodai, Nidaime—silence.
Senju Tobirama: What's the—Oh my god!
Tobirama gasped aloud.
Because in the video, Kitahara Hitoshi had opened his eyes.
Originally golden, his eyes now gleamed scarlet.
Sharingan.
A single tomoe rotated slowly in the iris.
But it didn't stop there.
Senju Tobirama: Is this guy really an Uchiha?
Tobirama's expression stiffened.
Senju Tobirama: It's fine. I've seen enough Sharingan in my time. Nothing shocking here.
But just then, Hashirama leaned in.
Senju Hashirama: Wait. That's not a simple Sharingan. That's… double tomoe?
The Sharingan had evolved—two tomoe now spun in the red iris.
And even Minato's expression changed.
Namikaze Minato: No… it's neither single nor double tomoe… It's Mangekyō!
Senju Tobirama: Did it evolve straight from a single tomoe to Mangekyō Sharingan?
Senju Hashirama: It's not done evolving!
Because now, the scarlet faded.
A deep purple flooded the eyes.
Senju Tobirama: I've read about this. The Sage of Six Paths had eyes like this. Eyes that surpassed Sharingan.
Senju Tobirama: Purple pupils, rippled like rings… with the power to control reincarnation itself. They were called the Rinnegan.
Senju Tobirama: ...
Senju Tobirama: Ordinary eye—Sharingan—Rinnegan.
Senju Tobirama: Three steps in ten seconds… this kid didn't climb; he teleported.
Senju Tobirama: Hmph. I've never seen anything like this.