Chapter 330: The Birth of Uchiha Chimi, Lottery Unlocked; The Name of a Genius Uchiha [HN]

Autumn was deepening in Konoha.

Yet in a quiet and elegant courtyard within the Uchiha Clan district, the atmosphere was filled with tension and anticipation.

Today was Uchiha Mikoto’s due date.

Chiya stood beneath the covered walkway in the courtyard, his calm gaze fixed on the tightly closed door.

Compared with Tsunade’s relatively lively delivery, Mikoto’s side was much quieter.

Uchiha Sosuke sat silently on a stone bench in the courtyard like an ancient pine tree. However, his slightly trembling fingers betrayed the uneasiness in his heart.

The medical team led by Shizune was working methodically inside. The occasional whispers and Mikoto’s suppressed groans tugged at the hearts of everyone waiting outside.

Time passed quietly.

Finally, a clear and powerful cry broke through the silence.

“Waah!”

[Congratulations, Host. You have successfully produced an offspring and obtained one lottery opportunity.]

The System notification rang in Chiya’s mind.

He heard it clearly this time, but he had no time to think about it. He immediately pushed open the door and entered.

Inside, Mikoto was weakly leaning against the headboard. Her pale face was covered with sweat, and her damp black hair clung to her cheeks. Yet her eyes were filled with indescribable tenderness and radiance as she looked at the baby in her arms.

It was a light that blended exhaustion, joy, and boundless love.

“Chiya-nii…”

Her voice was weak after giving birth, yet as soft as a feather brushing against his heart.

“Look, this is our child…”

Chiya quickly walked over and first bent down to place an extremely gentle kiss on Mikoto’s sweaty forehead.

“You worked hard, Mikoto.”

Only then did he carefully take the tiny baby wrapped in soft cotton cloth.

The newborn girl had fair skin. The gentle contours of Mikoto’s features were clearly visible between her brows, while her small nose and tightly pursed lips looked remarkably like Chiya’s.

She seemed to sense her father’s presence. Her tiny fist curled and moved slightly as she let out a faint whimper.

A stirring sense of blood connection and immense satisfaction enveloped Chiya.

He held his daughter and sat on the edge of the bed, allowing Mikoto to lean comfortably against his side.

“Let’s give her a name, Mikoto.”

[Translator: Is Author a feminist…]

Chiya gazed at the tiny life connected to him by blood, his eyes as gentle as spring water.

Mikoto leaned against him without taking her eyes off their daughter’s little face.

“Her name… Chiya-nii can decide. She is our hope.”

Chiya pondered for a moment, then gently brushed his finger across his daughter’s tender cheek and smiled.

“She is our treasure, carrying the love and hopes between us. How about calling her Chimi? Uchiha Chimi. It combines your name and mine. I hope she will have a beautiful life and always be surrounded by love and warmth.”

“Chimi, Uchiha Chimi…”

Mikoto repeated the name softly, tears of joy and emotion immediately welling up in her eyes.

“It’s beautiful. Chimi it is! Little Chimi, you have a name now. It’s the name your daddy gave you…”

She reached out and gently touched her daughter’s cheek with one finger, yet her tears rolled down like broken pearls.

They were not tears of sadness. They were a natural release caused by overwhelming emotion and the hormonal changes after childbirth.

Unlike Tsunade’s more outward and proud maternal affection, Mikoto’s emotions were quieter and more delicate.

At this moment, her vulnerability and happiness were intertwined, making her especially in need of someone to lean on.

“What’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?”

Chiya noticed her sudden tears and immediately became nervous.

He quickly put an arm around her shoulders, his voice filled with obvious concern.

Mikoto shook her head and buried her face against his solid shoulder, her voice choked with emotion.

“No… I’m just so happy… Chiya-nii, we really have a child… I feel so happy, but… but I’m also scared…”

She raised her tearful face.

“I’m afraid I can’t be as strong as Tsunade-nee. I’m afraid I won’t be able to protect her or become a good mother…”

Chiya understood.

This was an emotional fluctuation many first time mothers experienced.

Especially when compared with someone as dazzling as Tsunade, gentle Mikoto was more likely to lose confidence in herself.

He gently patted her back, his voice steady and reassuring.

“Don’t be afraid, Mikoto. You are you. You don’t need to become anyone else. Your gentleness and resilience are the greatest gifts you can give little Chimi. You will definitely be the best mother in the world. I’ll always be by your side, together with you and Chimi. Tsunade, Shizune, Elder Sosuke… all of us will love you and help you. Look at how peacefully little Chimi is sleeping. She must know how brave and hardworking her mother was for her.”

His gentle words flowed through Mikoto like a warm current, gradually calming the uneasiness and turmoil in her heart.

She slowly settled down in his arms and looked at her daughter’s peaceful sleeping face.

A tearful smile of maternal happiness once again bloomed across her face. It was pure and content, as though she possessed the entire world.

After reassuring Mikoto and little Chimi and watching them both fall into a deep sleep, Chiya quietly left the room and returned to the courtyard.

Uchiha Sosuke nodded at him, his eyes filled with relief and gratitude.

Chiya smiled back, indicating that everything was fine.

Only then did he walk to a secluded corner of the courtyard.

He remembered the lottery he had received earlier.

His mind stirred.

“System, use the lottery opportunity.”

[Would you like to draw everything?]

[Everything!]

Going all in was an art.

Even with two chances, he had to complete the great act of going all in!

[Congratulations, Host. You have successfully completed the lottery.]

[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained Divine Art: All Killing Ash Bones.]

[Congratulations, Host. You have obtained Mangekyō Sharingan Technique: Kamui, Intangibility.]

Even with Chiya’s calm temperament, his mind could not help but tremble.

All Killing Ash Bones!

This was a killing technique at the All Encompassing Bloodline level belonging to Ōtsutsuki Kaguya.

Anything it touched would crumble. It ignored defenses and possessed a truly destructive power that touched the level of laws.

As for Kamui’s intangibility, it was an incredible divine technique for survival, surprise attacks, and support.

It could transfer himself or attacks into another dimension, giving it tremendous practical value.

This reward was an explosion of luck.

It directly raised both his offensive and survival capabilities to an astonishing level.

He could clearly feel a warm sensation coming from his eyes. His understanding and control of Kamui’s space felt as natural as instinct, deeply imprinted within his soul.

At the same time, the All Killing Ash Bones, containing the meaning of destruction and finality, quietly merged into his perception.

Although he could not yet control it as easily as his own limbs, it had already opened the forbidden door to All Killing Ash Bones.

“What an… unexpected gift.”

A deep smile appeared at the corner of Chiya’s lips.

This tremendous leap in strength meant that he could protect this hard earned peace and warmth with greater confidence and face whatever storms might appear in the future.

…

At the same time, a completely different scene from the warmth surrounding the arrival of the newborn was unfolding at Konoha Ninja Academy.

Uchiha Itachi had only recently entered the Academy, but with his maturity beyond his years, handsome appearance, and results far ahead of everyone else in both theory and practical combat, he had already become one of the school’s most talked about students.

He was especially popular with the little girls.

“Look, it’s Itachi-kun!”

“He’s so handsome today too!”

“I wonder what color of hair ornament he likes…”

…

During the break, a group of girls gathered together. Their eyes kept drifting toward Uchiha Itachi, who was sitting alone beneath a tree reading a book, and they whispered among themselves with flushed cheeks.

However, not everyone looked upon Itachi with goodwill.

Several mischievous boys with mediocre grades were extremely displeased as they watched the girls surround Itachi like stars around the moon.

The boy leading them was named Kentaro.

He curled his lips and muttered to his companions, “Hmph. So what if he’s a little better looking and gets better grades? He walks around with that cold face all day. What’s he trying to prove?”

“Exactly. He really gets on my nerves.”

Another boy agreed.

“We need to think of a way to embarrass him!”

Kentaro rolled his eyes and revealed a mischievous grin.

They planned to wait until Uchiha Itachi was not paying attention, secretly hide his book, or trip him when he walked past.

However, before their grand plan could even begin, they ran into trouble.

While running around and playing, Kentaro accidentally collided with an older student and knocked the brand new ninja tool pouch from the student’s hands.

Shuriken and kunai scattered across the ground.

“Hey! You little brat! Don’t you have eyes?!”

The older student was large and muscular. His name was Ryūnosuke, and he was one of the school’s notorious bullies.

He grabbed Kentaro by the collar and shouted angrily.

Kentaro and his companions were immediately terrified.

Looking at Ryūnosuke and the several equally large boys behind him, their faces turned pale, and they could barely speak.

“I’m… I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to…”

“You think an apology is enough? This ninja tool pouch is brand new! Look how dirty it is!”

Ryūnosuke angrily shoved Kentaro, making him stagger backward and nearly fall.

“We’ll pay for it… We’ll pay you back…”

Kentaro spoke with a trembling voice.

“Pay me back? Can you afford it?”

Ryūnosuke sneered and raised his fist.

“Looks like I need to teach you a lesson first and make sure you remember it!”

The fist was about to come down when Kentaro fearfully closed his eyes.

At that moment, a calm voice sounded.

“Please stop.”

Everyone turned toward the voice.

Uchiha Itachi had closed his book at some point and stood up, walking toward them.

He calmly looked at Ryūnosuke.

Ryūnosuke looked up and down at the boy who was more than a head shorter than him and sneered.

“What, you want to meddle in other people’s business?”

Itachi ignored the mockery.

His gaze swept over Kentaro and the others, who were trembling in fear, before returning to Ryūnosuke.

“They bumped into you and dirtied your ninja tool pouch. They were in the wrong. I’ll apologize to you on their behalf. I’ll compensate you for whatever was damaged.”

His calmness and sense of responsibility left Kentaro and the others stunned.

Ryūnosuke, however, felt that his pride had been trampled by being spoken to in such a tone by a child, especially by the famous genius.

He became furious.

“Compensation? Who asked you to compensate me?! Don’t think you’re great just because you’ve made a name for yourself! Want to play the hero? Then get past me first!”

Itachi looked at him without saying anything.

He slowly raised both hands and formed the confrontation seal in front of his chest.

It was a friendly gesture used by ninja before sparring.

To Ryūnosuke, however, it looked like a challenge.

“You little brat! How dare you look down on me!”

Ryūnosuke roared and charged toward Itachi with a punch, completely ignoring the Academy’s rules.

The several older students behind him also surrounded Itachi, clearly intending to overwhelm him with numbers.

The surrounding students cried out in surprise and began worrying for Itachi.

However, what happened next caused everyone to widen their eyes.

Faced with Ryūnosuke’s powerful but completely unrefined punch, Itachi merely shifted his body slightly and moved his feet, effortlessly avoiding it.

At the same time, he extended his small hand and accurately caught Ryūnosuke’s wrist, using the momentum to pull and redirect him.

“Ow!”

Ryūnosuke suddenly lost his balance and stumbled forward, nearly falling flat on his face.

Two other older students attacked from the sides.

Itachi lowered his body and slipped gracefully through the gap between them. At the same time, he lightly struck the joints of their lower legs with his left and right hands.

“Thump!”

“Thump!”

Their legs suddenly gave out, and both dropped to their knees.

The entire process happened in the blink of an eye.

Itachi had barely moved from his original position, and his movements were smooth and effortless, as though he had merely brushed dust from his clothes.

He remained standing where he was, his expression calm, as if nothing had happened.

The entire area fell silent.

Kentaro and his companions stared wide eyed at the small figure in disbelief.

The girls who had originally thought Itachi was merely handsome now had stars of admiration in their eyes.

Ryūnosuke struggled back to his feet. His face alternated between green and white as he looked at Itachi’s calm and emotionless eyes.

He felt an inexplicable mixture of humiliation and fear.

He gritted his teeth and left them with a final threat.

“You… just wait!”

Then he led his equally embarrassed companions away in defeat.

With the crisis resolved, Kentaro and the others looked at Itachi with gratitude and shame.

“Itachi… thank you…”

Kentaro spoke quietly.

The jealousy he had felt earlier had already vanished without a trace.

Itachi merely glanced at them.

“Be more careful next time.”

He then turned around, picked up his book, and went to another spot to continue reading quietly, as though everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

However, the calm and effortless way he had resolved the crisis had already been deeply engraved into the hearts of every student who had witnessed it.

…

The matter did not end there.

After school that afternoon, Uchiha Itachi walked home alone.

When he passed through a relatively secluded alley, Ryūnosuke blocked his path with seven or eight older students.

Among them were even two young men who looked like they had already graduated and become trainee Genin.

“Uchiha brat, it’s time to settle the score from this morning!”

With reinforcements behind him, Ryūnosuke had much more confidence.

He spoke viciously.

“All of you, attack! Teach him a lesson!”

Ryūnosuke waved his hand, and the group charged toward Itachi.

This time, there were more of them, and they were prepared.

Their attacks were no longer as chaotic as they had been that morning.

Itachi’s figure moved agilely through the alley, dodging punches, kicks, and the occasional blunt training kunai they threw at him.

His movements remained graceful and efficient.

He always avoided attacks by the narrowest margin and occasionally blocked or redirected their attacks, causing the attackers to collide with one another.

He handled them with ease.

He did not use excessive force, seemingly only wanting to escape their harassment.

However, this attitude of seemingly playing with them only made Ryūnosuke and the others even more furious.

“Grab him!”

Ryūnosuke shouted angrily.

A taller trainee Genin spotted an opportunity and suddenly lunged at Itachi from the side, attempting to restrain him.

Itachi had just blocked a punch coming from the front when he noticed the movement from the side.

He was about to dodge when another person whose punch he had deflected happened to stumble into him.

The collision was not particularly strong, but it made Itachi’s body pause for an instant.

That brief pause was enough.

The trainee Genin who had lunged at him was already within reach and suddenly wrapped both arms around Itachi’s arm and waist.

“Got him!”

Ryūnosuke and the others were ecstatic.

However, the next moment…

“Poof!”

A familiar, faint burst sounded.

After a small cloud of white smoke appeared, the Uchiha Itachi who had been tightly restrained disappeared before everyone’s eyes.

Nothing remained except the trainee Genin standing there in confusion, hugging empty air.

The alley instantly fell silent.

Everyone involved in the ambush, including Ryūnosuke, stared blankly at the white smoke that had not yet completely dispersed.

Their minds went completely blank.

“He disappeared?! What is this…?”

One of the older students who had some knowledge stammered in shock.

“How is this possible?! He’s only a new student who entered the Academy this year!”

Ryūnosuke’s voice was filled with disbelief.

He had been using a Shadow Clone to attend school?

And he had maintained it for an entire day?

He had even been able to use a Shadow Clone so skillfully that it could deal with their entire group?

Shock, fear, and the helplessness that came from facing a genius they could not comprehend instantly swept through the group of troublemakers.

At that moment, a stern voice came from the entrance of the alley.

“What are you doing here?!”

A Chunin instructor who had rushed over after hearing the disturbance stood there with a grim expression.

He had happened to witness the Shadow Clone disappearing as well, and his face was filled with the same shock and disbelief.

Ryūnosuke and the others instantly wilted as though cold water had been poured over them.

They stammered and could not find the words to speak.

The Chunin instructor did not ask any further questions.

He sternly reprimanded them, recorded their names, and ordered them to submit a serious written reflection to their homeroom teacher the following day.

After dealing with the troublemakers, the Chunin instructor looked at the spot where Itachi had disappeared.

His expression was complicated as he sighed and muttered to himself.

“Uchiha Itachi… he’s truly a monster of a genius.”

“No wonder he’s the Hokage’s disciple.”

“…”

The incident, along with the confrontation at the Academy that morning, was quickly recorded in detail as a special “Genius Observation Report” and submitted to the Hokage’s office.