Orochimaru shifted his gaze, his mind spinning with the absurdity of the situation. But in the end, he sighed inwardly. Life was unpredictable, and resistance was futile—so why not embrace the madness? This place, the circumstances surrounding it, and Souta Kazuki himself—everything reeked of mystery and hidden knowledge. For a researcher like Orochimaru, curiosity was a greater driving force than even the pursuit of immortality.
Even more enticing was the fact that two of the greatest legends in the shinobi world, the God of Shinobi and the Demon of the Uchiha, were present before him. The mere thought of obtaining their cells for research sent a shiver of excitement down his spine.
Souta Kazuki, meanwhile, was basking in the success of his latest summon. Not only had he managed to bind Orochimaru as his personal summon, but he had also received a technique in return. However, when he saw what it was, he couldn't help but scoff.
Reanimation Jutsu.
It was practically useless to him.
With the system's power, he had no need to rely on flawed techniques to bring back the dead. What use did he have for Edo Tensei when he could resurrect people with their full power intact? The entire premise of the jutsu became redundant in his hands. But still, a free technique was a free technique. It wasn't worth complaining about.
Rather than dwelling on it, Souta exchanged another golden summoning from the system, eager to continue his experiment. He formed the necessary hand seals and slammed his palm onto the ground.
"Summoning Jutsu!"
A puff of smoke exploded, and as it cleared, Uchiha Fugaku, who had been standing anxiously to the side, clenched his fists. His voice was filled with hope.
"This time… it has to be her! My wife will come out this time for sure!"
Everyone turned toward the fading smoke, anticipation thick in the air. Souta himself was confident. There weren't many Hokage-level figures left to summon from Konoha's history, so it only made sense that Uchiha Mikoto would finally appear.
However, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a subtle exchange between Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara.
The two old rivals shared an amused glance, as if they already knew what was about to happen.
Then, the smoke dispersed completely, revealing—
A man in traditional Hyūga robes with a stern face and pale, pupil-less eyes.
A long silence followed.
Then—
"BLANK?!!"
Uchiha Fugaku fell to his knees in sheer devastation.
"WHY?!! WHY DOES THE WORLD HATE ME?!!"
He slammed his fists onto the ground as if pleading with the heavens.
"WIFE! WHERE ARE YOU?! WHY IS THIS BLIND HYŪGA HERE INSTEAD?!"
Souta couldn't help himself. He took a deep breath and, in the most dramatic voice he could muster, began to sing.
"Snowflakes are falling—""The north wind is blowing—"
Even Madara and Hashirama struggled to contain their laughter.
Meanwhile, the resurrected Hyūga Tennin blinked in confusion, utterly lost as Hashirama and Madara quickly pulled him aside to explain the bizarre situation.
Souta, on the other hand, was still reeling from the ridiculousness of it all. Uchiha Mikoto was proving to be far more elusive than expected. Even now, he still had no idea why she hadn't appeared yet.
But before he could dwell on it, a system notification interrupted his thoughts.
[Congratulations! You have successfully summoned Hyūga Tennin. You have obtained the White Eye!][The Byakugan has been loaded into the host's body.]
Souta's expression froze.
Wait.
Did that mean…?
He quickly recalled his earlier gains—the Sharingan from Madara, and now the Byakugan from Tennin.
For a moment, he stood completely still as the realization hit him.
He had both the Sharingan and Byakugan now.
And if he evolved them both to their final forms…
Would he obtain the Rinnegan and Tenseigan?
Would his eyes become the Reincarnation of the Reincarnation Eye?!
…
this was getting more and more ridiculous.
Even Naruto had once wondered what kind of eyes Uchiha Sasuke and Hyūga Hinata's child would have.
And now… Souta had become that child.
No, even worse.
With the chakra of Indra and Asura already in his body… was he basically the child of Naruto and Sasuke?
Souta clutched his head.
"Blanch! What kind of insane world am I living in?!"
While he was having an existential crisis, Uchiha Fugaku had gone completely still.
He had now used up nine out of his fourteen available summonings.
And his wife was still missing.
His desperation was reaching new levels.
Even Souta was starting to feel bad. Sasuke had lent him 500 million ryo without hesitation. It wouldn't feel right if he failed him now.
So, with renewed determination, he clenched his fists and called out—
"System! Exchange for another golden summoning!"
He formed the seals.
"Summoning Jutsu!"
The golden summoning circle glowed, and a figure slowly emerged from within.
Souta sighed in relief as he saw the familiar silhouette.
Finally.
Uchiha Mikoto had arrived.
Uchiha Fugaku, who had long given up hope, suddenly felt his breath hitch. His red, swollen eyes widened, and tears instantly pooled in them.
His voice trembled as he choked out—
"W-WIFE! MY DEAR WIFE! YOU'RE FINALLY HERE!"
Tears streamed down his already battered face as he ran forward with open arms.
But the moment Uchiha Mikoto opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a grotesque, pig-headed figure lunging at her.
"AAAAAHHHH! MONSTER!!!"
BANG!
Uchiha Fugaku was sent flying across the battlefield.
And yet, despite the excruciating pain of being punched across the field, his voice rang out, filled with pure joy.
"Ahhh, honey, your little fists are still as powerful as ever!"