The clan heads and key figures filed into the Hokage's office, their faces a mosaic of shock, suspicion, and grim determination. They found not the elderly Hiruzen, nor any of his advisors, but Hana Uchiha standing behind the desk. The legendary Hokage hat was not on her head, but held casually in one hand. The air grew taut as a wire.
She placed the hat on the desk with a soft, definitive *thud*. All eyes followed the motion.
**(I will be managing the village meeting for now temporary so don't give me your nonsense,)**
A ripple of offense went through the room. Hiashi Hyuga's brow furrowed deeply. Choza Akimichi's usually pleasant face tightened. This was an Uchiha woman, unknown to them, issuing a command laced with contempt. But the sheer, unnerving authority in her tone kept their protests silent. She was not asking.
**(now we have four corpses estimated to be clicked on the same time or close,)**
The brutal, clinical terminology—'clicked' instead of 'died'—was a shock. It stripped the event of its emotion, reducing the village's leaders to broken machinery. Shikaku Nara's eyes narrowed, analyzing her word choice. It was efficient. Cold. It set the tone for the entire meeting: this was a problem to be solved, not a tragedy to be mourned.
**(we are searching the village using teams that include inuzuka, aburami and hyuga members working together to search inside the village,)**
Inoichi Yamanaka glanced at Hiashi and Shibi Aburame. This was already in motion. The Uchiha hadn't just taken command; she had enacted a comprehensive, multi-clan strategy *before* this meeting had even convened. The efficiency was terrifying.
**(anbu and root are following the temporary hokage building command for now which is all of us to coordinates orders ,)**
This was the most staggering line yet. Fugaku Uchiha, who had just come from mobilizing his police force, felt a chill. She had not only assumed control of the ANBU but had somehow also brought Danzo's rogue faction, ROOT, to heel. The power structure of Konoha had been completely overturned in under an hour.
**(nara clan are dealing with paper works and processing informations ,)**
Shikaku gave a slow, single nod. He had already seen his clansmen arriving. She was stating facts, not asking for permission. She had seamlessly integrated the clan most known for its intelligence into her emergency framework.
**(i already send two teams to call jiraiya and tsunade to the village,)**
This brought a wave of murmured relief. Bringing back two Legendary Sannin was a stabilizing move, a nod to tradition and immense power. It was the first thing she had said that felt familiar and reassuring, a thread of sanity in the madness.
**(the four corpses are guarded by both anbu and root ninjas till tsunade come to check how exactly they dead or find any clues from the corpses,)**
The image of ANBU and ROOT—mortal enemies in the shadows—standing guard together over the bodies of their masters was surreal. It was a testament to the absolute, bewildering authority this woman was projecting.
**(the uchiha police force now watching all the village entrances and i ordered a ban on letting anyone leave the village till further notice ,)**
All eyes flicked to Fugaku. He met their gazes steadily, a newfound pride squaring his shoulders. His clan was not under suspicion; they were the cornerstone of the village's external security. The paradigm had fundamentally shifted.
**(now till we get clear view of the situation we need to discuss the new hokage candidates and advisors ,)**
The room went utterly still. She was moving with blinding, brutal speed. The bodies weren't even cold, and she was already orchestrating the transition of power. It was shocking, but it was also precisely what needed to be done to prevent a power vacuum. Shikaku felt a grudging respect for her nerve.
**(as for commanding the village we will be on defensive for now, good thing the war ended three years ago so it clearly we are not facing a war with the other four villages ,)**
A moment of strategic clarity that eased many fears. She was right. This was an internal catastrophe, not an external invasion. Her assessment was correct and calming.
**(so let start discussing)**
She finished. She hadn't raised her voice. She hadn't pleaded or negotiated. She had simply laid out a new reality for them to inhabit. The meeting was not to decide *if* they would follow this plan, but to execute the details of the plan she had already set in motion.
The silence that followed was different from the one she had entered. It was no longer shocked; it was contemplative, and deeply wary. They were in the presence of an unknown and formidable power. Hana Uchiha had not asked for the hat. She had simply made it clear that for now, she was the one who didn't need to wear it to command the room. The discussion began.