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Naruto: Uchiha Shiroge Rebellion
That afternoon, Taiichi shifted his focus from sealing techniques to Flying Thunder God. Truthfully, he hadn't been ignoring the jutsu these past few days.
Every single day he created four shadow clones for different tasks, and one of them was always dedicated to studying Flying Thunder God. But whether it was because he hadn't spent enough time on it or the right inspiration just hadn't come, his research had gone nowhere.
Now that his real body was taking over, he dispelled the clone working on it. A flood of memories rushed in, confirming that the clone had accomplished nothing all morning.
He wasn't discouraged. He pulled out the notes Minato had given him when he first learned the technique and began studying them carefully, hoping to find some useful insights.
After all, Minato had used Flying Thunder God to develop a version that could even redirect Tailed Beast Bombs. There had to be some unique ideas hidden in those notes.
He spent the entire afternoon reading. By evening, when he finally closed the notebook, he still had no clear direction. But it wasn't a complete waste of time. Taiichi glanced at his panel.
[Through research and study, your Flying Thunder God experience +500, now at Lv5 (331/800)]
At least the half-day hadn't been completely pointless. Taiichi tried to comfort himself with that small victory.
Inspiration was a fickle thing. No matter how hard you tried, sometimes it just wouldn't come. Taiichi scratched his head, unsure whether he should keep pushing.
His eyes drifted to the notes on the table, and a sudden spark of insight hit him. One person's wisdom is limited, but two heads are better than one. There was still another Flying Thunder God user in the village, wasn't there?
Why was he struggling alone with Minato's notes when he could just go ask the man himself? Besides, Taiichi had a strong feeling that Minato would give him exactly the answer he needed.
He trusted his instincts completely. The stronger a person became, the more they relied on these hunches—and Taiichi was no exception.
He checked the sky. It was already getting late. There was no point going today. He would visit Minato first thing tomorrow morning. Taiichi made up his mind.
Meanwhile, on the other side of Konoha, at Minato's house…
Minato, who had been cuddling with Kushina, suddenly sneezed several times in a row. He rubbed his nose, puzzled. He wasn't sick.
"What's wrong, Minato? Feeling unwell?" Kushina reached over and touched his forehead, then her own. They felt the same.
"It's nothing. Maybe some enemy is thinking about me right now," Minato said casually.
Kushina laughed. "Haha, then they're the unlucky ones for having you as an enemy!"
The two of them continued their sweet banter, filling the room with a pink, affectionate atmosphere.
The night passed peacefully. The next morning arrived quickly.
After finishing his usual morning training, Taiichi gathered all the notes and research he had done so far and headed straight for Minato's house.
But the moment he got close, he felt several subtle gazes sweeping over him. Taiichi frowned slightly and casually glanced toward the sources. He spotted several figures in ANBU uniforms and immediately understood.
This had to be Kushina's protection detail. As the Nine-Tails jinchūriki, she lived under constant surveillance—especially now, with tensions rising and spies from other villages everywhere. The security around her had naturally been increased to the highest level.
He knocked on the door. Kushina was the one who answered, as always.
"Taiichi! What brings you here today?" Kushina greeted him warmly. With how close their families were, visits like this were normal. And Taiichi usually only came when something important was going on.
"Kushina-nee, perfect timing. I'm actually here to ask Minato-senpai for some advice."
Kushina didn't waste time. She ushered him inside and called out, "Minato, Taiichi's here to see you!"
As Taiichi followed her in, he noticed the house felt even more like a home now. Kushina's personal items were scattered around, and the whole place had a warmer, more lived-in feeling. Taiichi smiled to himself. Looks like these two are getting serious.
After they sat down and exchanged some pleasantries, Minato finally got to the point. "Taiichi, you came rushing over so early. Did you run into some kind of problem?"
Taiichi snapped back to focus. Minato's warm welcome had almost made him forget why he came. He quickly pulled out all his research notes and spread them across the table.
"I want to improve Flying Thunder God," he explained. "I want to make it so that when certain conditions are met—danger, for example—the user can instantly teleport the original body to their location. Kind of like reverse summoning."
Taiichi's explanation was a bit complicated, but Minato understood immediately. His eyes lit up with interest.
"You want to protect the people who carry your Flying Thunder God markers, right? So that if they're in danger, you can rush to their side right away."
Taiichi gave him a big thumbs-up. "As expected of Minato-senpai. You figured out my goal in one glance."
But then his expression dimmed. "Unfortunately, I've been thinking about it for days and still have no idea how to make it work. That's why I came to ask you for help."
Minato began flipping through Taiichi's notes, growing more excited the further he read. Why hadn't he thought of this before? If he could pull this off, Kushina's safety would be much more secure.
Without realizing it, he glanced at Kushina beside him. The overwhelming tenderness in his eyes made Taiichi's skin crawl. These two are way too sweet. I can't watch this.
"Ahem!" Taiichi coughed loudly, breaking the moment. "Minato-senpai, any ideas?"
"Ah—sorry. Not yet, but your idea is really good. Now we just need to figure out how to actually make it happen." Minato's face turned slightly red. He and Kushina were so used to being alone that he had forgotten there was someone else in the room.
Kushina finally caught on and started looking through some of the notes herself—specifically the ones involving sealing techniques.
She had only read a few lines when she looked up at Taiichi in surprise. "Did you write all of this?"
"Yeah. Why?"
Taiichi blinked innocently, staring at her until she felt embarrassed. She had been the one who first taught him sealing techniques, after all. But now, some of the things he had written were so advanced that even she struggled to understand them.
It wasn't that the knowledge was extremely profound—it was the sheer breadth of it and the way he combined different foundational runes in ways she had never seen before.
The more she read, the more she learned. Whenever she didn't understand something, she asked Taiichi directly.
The three of them spent the rest of the day buried in notes. Papers were filled, crossed out, revised, kept, or thrown away. Occasionally they tested new Flying Thunder God formulas on the floor. Time flew by as they discussed and experimented together.
By the time the sun began to set, they finally stopped.
"Whew, I'm exhausted. It's been forever since I used my brain this much," Kushina said, stretching and rubbing her head.
Minato immediately put down what he was holding and moved behind her to gently massage her temples.
Taiichi watched the sweet scene and decided he'd had enough dog food for one day. He looked at the pile of papers they had worked through. "At least we finally have a workable direction. Now we just need to figure out how to actually implement it."
Minato nodded, eyes shining. "Our idea is pretty bold, but it's definitely possible. The only problem is the difficulty level. Even if we succeed, not many people would be able to use it."
"Minato-senpai, you're overthinking it," Taiichi said with a grin. "Flying Thunder God was never meant to be an ordinary jutsu. Right now, only the two of us can even use it. Other people don't even have the foundation to learn it, so we don't need to worry about that."
"Haha, you're right." Minato sat back down beside Kushina. "Taiichi, now that we have a direction, the rest is up to you. Only by developing it yourself will you be able to create a version that truly suits you."
Taiichi nodded. "I understand, Minato-senpai."
He knew Flying Thunder God worked differently for everyone. Both he and Minato had taken the Second Hokage's original version and modified it to fit their own styles. The key difference lay in their personal formulas—the Second's straight line and circle, Minato's "Sword of Shinobi's Love," and Taiichi's own "With Me, Invincible."
Those weren't random choices. They were the most efficient forms based on each user's understanding of the technique after compressing it.
So from now on, unless they hit a wall they couldn't solve alone, the two of them would mostly work separately.
"Well then, Minato-senpai, I'll head home. I want to see if I can finish developing this before my next mission."
Taiichi sounded a little uncertain, but to Minato, it sounded like he was being casually arrogant. This guy wants to complete a major modification in just a few days—maybe a month at most? Minato had spent nearly two years developing the Rasengan, and even then he needed Taiichi's help.
He was starting to feel what it was like to be "someone else's child." Even though he didn't want to admit it, he had always been considered a genius. But now, sitting across from Taiichi, he felt like an ordinary person. The real genius was the young man in front of him.
Taiichi, completely unaware that he had just shattered Minato's confidence, said his goodbyes and used Flying Thunder God to return home.
Man, Flying Thunder God really is the ultimate homecoming technique, he thought. No matter where you are, you can return instantly. It saves so much time.
Back in his study, Taiichi spread out all the notes and began organizing everything while his mind was still sharp.
To make his idea work, the three of them had broken the function down into three modules.
First was perception—setting up a sensory barrier that could detect dangerous situations and trigger an alarm.
Second was transmission—using a principle similar to a shadow clone's memory transfer so the alert would instantly notify the original body.
Third was reverse summoning. In case the distance was too great or something else prevented the user from sensing the marker, they would use reverse summoning with pre-stored chakra to pull the user directly to the marker's location.
These three steps would create a remote rescue version of Flying Thunder God. On paper it sounded complicated, but in reality, it was even harder to implement.
They needed to break down several different ninjutsu and sealing techniques, extract their core principles, and then rebuild them into the Flying Thunder God formula. Just thinking about it gave him a headache.
This was exactly why Minato had looked so shocked when Taiichi said he wanted to finish it in a short time. The modification was extremely difficult.
But Taiichi wasn't worried. First of all, the research process itself would help him grow stronger and earn experience points for multiple skills. It was a double win.
More importantly, even if he got completely stuck… he still had skill points to fall back on. With that safety net, Taiichi felt completely confident.
For the next several days, Taiichi's real body stayed holed up at home. All outside tasks were handled by shadow clones.
Hospital shifts, ninjutsu research, kenjutsu training, sparring with his teammates, Ice Release nature transformation practice, and daily chores—each clone handled one task.
He even broke his usual limit of four shadow clones. Now he had six clones active every day. The price was steep: every night when he dispelled them, he would immediately pass out and sleep straight through until the next morning.
While Taiichi was busy researching in Konoha for the sake of his loved ones, chaos was brewing in the south—in Sunagakure, in the Land of Wind.
The ceasefire between Sunagakure and Iwagakure had been meant to let them turn their attention toward Konoha for greater gains.
But neither side was stupid. They both knew that whoever declared war on Konoha first would face the full force of Konoha's retaliation.
So both villages stayed still, waiting for the other to make the first move. Nearly a month had already passed like this.
Iwagakure had internal stability. Ōnoki was basically a dictator (aside from his headaches with the two jinchūriki), so waiting another month was no problem for them.
But Sunagakure was different.
After the Third Kazekage disappeared, the village had already been unstable. Then Iwagakure attacked, and they had barely managed to drive them back.
Just when morale was at its peak, the village suddenly ordered them to stop the offensive. The shinobi on the ground were confused—did this mean they were afraid of Iwagakure?
Thankfully, the Fourth Kazekage (acting) had personally led the counterattack and earned enough merit to keep people in line.
But after a month of silence, the fragile unity that had formed around revenge began to fracture. Dissatisfaction with the choice of Fourth Kazekage, unfair distribution of resources, and other grievances all started bubbling to the surface.
Sunagakure quickly descended into even greater chaos than when the Third Kazekage had first gone missing.
Inside Chiyo's house in Sunagakure…
Rasa, the acting Fourth Kazekage, had come personally to seek advice from this pillar of the village, hoping she could give him some guidance.