Chapter 7 – Contract Signed in Blood and Hate
Two moves.
Half of Obito's body gone.
One Sharingan sacrificed just to stay alive.
An unknown technique, overwhelming power—Obito's instincts screamed danger.
He didn't even care about his deal with Root anymore. Survival first.
Before he phased away with Kamui, he burned Aike's face into his memory.
One day, when the chance came, he'd pay this back a hundredfold.
For now… strategic retreat.
Aike didn't bother stopping him.
His target had always been Uchiha Izumi.
Chasing someone with space-time ninjutsu was too much hassle for too little profit.
Besides, a chaotic shinobi world meant more desperate clients. More clients meant more deals.
With the pest gone, Aike finally set Izumi down.
"Thank you so much for saving me, senpai!"
Having witnessed his strength, Izumi bowed deeply and politely.
"No need to keep thanking me. I saved you because I have conditions."
Izumi froze.
"We'll talk terms later," Aike said. "First, you need to see what happened to the Uchiha."
He led her out of the ruined police station and into the main street.
The sight hit her like a sledgehammer.
Bodies strewn everywhere.
Blood-soaked walls.
The elderly baker who always gave her extra dango… the old lady who knitted scarves… the little kids who called her "Izumi-nee" just this morning.
All dead.
"Why… How could this happen?!"
Izumi collapsed to her knees, tears streaming as her three-tomoe Sharingan spun madly.
"Almost there…" Aike murmured.
He could feel her ocular power surging, but it was still too slow.
The trauma wasn't sharp enough yet.
Then Izumi remembered.
"Mom—!"
She bolted toward home, Aike following calmly behind.
The result was predictable.
Her mother lay in the living room, head severed cleanly from her body.
Izumi fell beside the corpse and screamed until her voice cracked.
The stalled ocular power exploded again. Blood tears leaked from eyes burning with pure hatred.
Aike decided it was time for the killing blow.
"Want to know who did it?"
"WHO?!"
Izumi's head snapped up, three tomoe spinning like buzz saws.
"Uchiha Itachi."
The name hit her like a physical strike.
"No… impossible… Itachi-kun would never—You're lying!"
"Do I look like I have a reason to lie?"
Aike released a sliver of spiritual pressure—just enough to remind her who held all the cards.
"He didn't act alone. That masked man from earlier was his partner. And Konoha's higher-ups gave the order.
You know the tension between the clan and the village. Itachi was turned.
In exchange, his little brother—Uchiha Sasuke—gets to live."
Every word was perfectly reasonable.
Every word crushed the last of her faith in the village and the boy she once loved.
Hatred replaced love in an instant.
And hatred is the finest fertilizer for the Sharingan.
In that moment.
The three tomoe spun at blinding speed, then fused together into a black tri-bladed pinwheel pattern.
Mangekyō Sharingan: Awakened.
"Still a little short," Aike muttered.
Her power was rising fast, but not quite Obito-level yet.
"Whatever. She's already mine. Might as well finish the job."
He activated the extractor magatama and poured every drop of harvested Sharingan essence it had collected poured straight into Izumi's body.
The sluggish Mangekyō instantly stabilized and evolved into a beautiful three-bladed shuriken pattern unique to her.
Success.
"You're finally qualified to fight for me," Aike said with a satisfied nod.
Izumi was too consumed by rage to hear him.
All she could think about was vengeance.
"Your eyes are stronger now," Aike continued calmly, "but still nowhere near enough to beat Itachi, the masked man, or the entire Konoha leadership.
You alone? You'd die before breakfast."
The cold truth doused her burning fury like ice water.
She bit her lip until it bled, then looked up at him.
"You told me everything… helped me awaken these eyes… You want me, don't you?"
"I'll give you everything I am.
Just give me the power to avenge my mother and my clan. I'll do anything!"
"Deal."
Aike's smile was almost gentle.
"I'll grant you power. In exchange—for saving your life and everything that follows—your entire existence now belongs to me."
No hesitation.
Izumi signed the golden contract without reading it twice.
"Contract sealed."
Under the witness of the Libra scale, Uchiha Izumi became his—more completely than even Kaya had.
At the same moment, new power surged into Aike's own eyes.
A perfect copy of Izumi's unique Mangekyō bloomed in his sockets.
Full Contract Synchronization: he inherited every ounce of power his subordinates possessed.
"This is the down payment I promised."
He handed her the extractor magatama and every year of lifespan he'd harvested in the One Piece world.
Yin Release (ocular power) + Yang Release (life force) = perfect yin-yang harmony.
The instant the two energies entered her body, Izumi's stagnated Mangekyō began climbing again at terrifying speed.
Her chakra reserves, physical strength, speed—everything skyrocketed.
Even she was stunned.
"This… this is beyond Kage level…!"
Gratitude and worship exploded in her heart.
"Itachi… Masked Man… Konoha…"
"I'll make them pay for every drop of Uchiha blood!"
With this power, vengeance finally felt possible.
The rest of the night, she buried her mother, then began frantically searching for any trace of Itachi.
Meanwhile…
Konoha ANBU and Root operatives fanned out under Danzō's orders to harvest every loose Sharingan.
They flipped corpse after corpse—and froze.
Every single eye was dull, lifeless gray.
Not one red Sharingan remained.
Danzō's men began questioning reality.
Obito, searching for the same prize, was equally baffled.
"Why do they all look like they've already used Izanagi…?!"
He quickly dismissed the idea—no mid-tier Uchiha would ever know that forbidden technique.
Which left only one suspect: the monster who'd nearly incinerated him.
A complete unknown.
Used never-before-seen techniques.
And somehow turned ever
y Sharingan in the district blind.
New grudge stacked on top of old.
Obito ground his teeth until his jaw creaked, then vanished into a swirl.
One day, he swore silently, he'd return the favor a thousandfold.
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