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What?
Security Department?
The Uchiha Clan joined Kirigakure and was being put directly in charge of the village's security and stability?
Insanity.
This was madness.
The Uchiha Clan joining Kirigakure hadn't even been formally decided yet, and they were already bringing up additional plans?
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible.
Everyone who had opposed the Uchiha Clan joining the Hidden Mist Village—every clan head, elder, and influential voice—was visibly shaken. Their faces twisted with disbelief and disapproval.
They had not yet accepted the idea of the Uchiha becoming part of Kirigakure.
And now there was talk of establishing a Security Department with Uchiha Haru as its head—putting him in charge of enforcing peace and order across the village?
It sounded simple on the surface.
But no one here was stupid. No one needed to be told explicitly what this so-called "Security Department" truly meant.
It was power.
Authority.
A hidden blade crafted by Mei Terumi herself to centralize control and enforce her agenda. A department that would answer only to her, capable of dealing with internal dissent.
The volume of protests surged again, growing louder with each voice that joined in.
But Mei Terumi and the head of the Kaguya Clan stood still, their faces calm, their eyes cool.
They were not shaken in the slightest.
They had expected this reaction. If there had been no backlash after dropping so many bombs at once, that would've been far more surprising.
But even now, with such intense opposition swelling in the chamber, neither of them looked troubled.
In fact…they seemed to be enjoying it.
Because this mess? It wasn't theirs to clean up.
Someone else would deal with it.
And that someone would do it well.
Just as the voices reached their peak, the door to the conference room swung open with a heavy creak.
A figure stepped in slowly.
At first, only a few turned to look. But as his footsteps echoed through the chamber, more and more heads began to turn.
The heated clamor dwindled like a dying flame, replaced by a sudden, eerie silence.
Because the man who had just entered was Uchiha Haru.
He walked calmly, steadily toward Mei Terumi's position. He didn't hurry. Each step was measured. Controlled.
No one dared to rush him.
Not even the leaders of the clans who had previously been the most vocal in their resistance.
They knew who they were dealing with.
Just days ago, Uchiha Haru had revealed but a sliver of his power—and it had been more than enough to toy with them. To overwhelm them. Not one of them had managed to so much as graze the hem of his cloak.
That suffocating fear still lingered in their hearts like poison.
This was no mere warrior.
Haru wasn't like the head of the Kaguya Clan, who inspired fear through reckless violence and brute force. No—when people faced the Kaguya, they feared injury, humiliation, madness.
But with Uchiha Haru? The fear was different.
This was awe.
Primal, soul-deep awe that silenced the mind and froze the spine.
And so, without saying a word, without issuing a threat or unsheathing a blade, Uchiha Haru quieted the entire room.
What had just moments ago been a riotous uproar now felt like a shrine.
Mei Terumi couldn't help but nod inwardly.
She'd imagined dozens of ways Uchiha Haru might shut these people up.
She had never imagined this.
That he would walk in, do absolutely nothing, and yet command the submission of the entire chamber.
Even the Kaguya clan leader—infamously arrogant and violent—was taken aback.
He didn't need to think twice: if it had been him standing where Haru was now, he wouldn't have been able to achieve the same effect.
There was something inexplicable about Uchiha Haru.
An unspoken power. A silent force of domination.
Even a glance at him made one's pride wither and bend.
When Haru reached Mei Terumi's side, he bowed slightly.
After all, no matter the true dynamics, she was still the Mizukage.
A show of formality was expected.
Mei Terumi looked at him, watching as he dipped his head respectfully.
And, for reasons she couldn't explain, a strange feeling bloomed in her chest.
Perhaps it was because Uchiha Haru had always carried himself like a ruler—always dominant, always aloof—and now she saw him bowing to her.
It was…odd.
To think she, Mei Terumi, would one day see someone like him bend the knee—even if just for show.
A strange idea danced through her mind—amused and a little wicked.
Maybe I should use this chance to get something extra out of him?
After all, opportunities like this didn't come often.
But then she met Haru's eyes.
And all those little playful thoughts died instantly.
Cold. Sharp. Distant.
She coughed lightly, brushing off her amusement, and spoke.
"Minister Haru, it seems there are some here who are hesitant about the Uchiha Clan joining Kirigakure... and some who are displeased with your appointment as head of the Security Department."
At those words, many of the previously vocal ninjas shrank in their seats.
No one said a word.
Because now, Uchiha Haru was here.
It was easy to speak big in a crowd, when your opponent was absent.
But now?
Now they couldn't even breathe too loudly.
Even Elder Genji, one of the village's longest-serving advisors, felt himself begin to sweat.
Not because he had said anything incriminating today—he hadn't. He was always cautious, always diplomatic.
But because Haru had dirt on him. And that alone made Genji's fear reach unbearable heights.
After Mei finished speaking, Haru slowly turned his gaze to the crowd.
He looked at the upper echelon of Kirigakure with icy calm.
"I heard that some of you don't welcome the Uchiha Clan into your village. That some of you have an issue with me, Uchiha Haru."
He let the words hang.
"Anyone care to stand up and explain?"
He folded his hands behind his back, his posture relaxed.
But no one moved.
No one spoke.
The room was frozen.
Even the patriarchs who'd been the loudest in protest kept their heads down.
Haru waited for several seconds. Then turned.
"Elder Genji," he said, his voice low, "What do you think about the Uchiha Clan joining Kirigakure?"
Genji blinked.
Shit.
Out of all the people to single out, why him?
He had just sworn to himself he'd never again get involved in Haru's games.
But the words that came out of his mouth weren't his own:
"Young friend Haru, what are you saying? We've known each other for years. Of course, I fully support your clan joining the village. With both hands!"
A complete reversal. A total surrender.
Because what else could he do?
Not only did Haru have leverage on him, but Genji had publicly claimed friendship with Uchiha Haru in the past.
Backing out now would be suicide.
"Good," Haru said, nodding.
Very good.
Genji never disappointed.
What he felt inside didn't matter. Actions did.
And every action Genji took showed loyalty to Uchiha Haru, whether forced or not.
The elder still wore a calm smile, but inwardly, he was crumbling.
How did it come to this?
And just like that, Elder Genji became the first to voice support.
Haru swept his gaze across the room once more, then turned to Mei Terumi.
"Lord Mizukage, Elder Genji has agreed. And it seems the rest of the leadership has no objections."
Mei nodded slowly.
"Yes... I saw."
Before Uchiha Haru had entered, these same people were more aggressive than ever.
Now?
They were meeker than sheep.
Not even a whisper of resistance remained.
The head of the Kaguya Clan looked on with awe.
Their clan revered strength above all.
And Haru? Haru was the embodiment of strength.
One man, yet he silenced a room full of enemies.
That's the kind of man worth following, the clan leader thought.
"Since no one objects, then this—"
"Wait!"
A voice interrupted her.
One of the two primary leaders of the opposition had stood up.
A clan patriarch.
It was a dangerous time to interrupt.
Mei and Kaguya frowned.
Is he really going to resist now?
Uchiha Haru turned and fixed his gaze on the man.
"Do you have something to say?"
"I…"
The patriarch opened his mouth.
But after meeting Haru's cold, unblinking eyes, he faltered.
He sighed heavily.
"No."
He had wanted to object.
Had summoned the courage to stand.
But in the face of Uchiha Haru's gaze?
He couldn't say a damn thing.
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