Reincarnated as an Uchiha, Do I Have to Fight Sukuna Too? [1] & Synopsis

Do I really have to fight Sukuna after reincarnating as an Uchiha?

He had transmigrated into the Uchiha clan, only to die a miserable death on the night of the clan massacre.

When Ayato opened his eyes again, not only had he returned from hell, he had also gained the [GOD OF SHINOBI] system.

As long as he completed missions, he could earn rewards and rise to the very top of the ninja world!

The problem was, this was not Konoha. This was Tokyo, crawling with Cursed Spirits!

Ayato kept his composure. The system, however, seemed just the tiniest bit insane…

[SOCIAL MISSION: EARN THE FRIENDSHIP OF THE NINE-TAILS JINCHURIKI.]
[REWARD: FLYING RAIJIN JUTSU]

Watching Yuji Itadori swallow Sukuna’s finger, Ayato endured it.

[COMBAT MISSION: PASS THE CHUNIN EXAMS.]
[REWARD: MANGEKYO SHARINGAN]

Facing the group from Kyoto Jujutsu High, who had come for the exchange event, Ayato endured it again.

[INVESTIGATION MISSION: INFILTRATE A SECRET AKATSUKI MEETING.]
[REWARD: REANIMATION JUTSU]

Watching the girls’ band onstage perform in masks, Ayato nearly lost it.

…

[COMBAT MISSION: END THE GREAT NINJA WAR AND DEFEAT MADARA UCHIHA.]
[REWARD: SHINJUTSU: OMNIPOTENCE]

When Sukuna returned to the world of the living and jujutsu society no longer knew who could possibly stop him, the one who arrived on the battlefield was Uchiha Ayato!

Ayato: “I’m not here to stop him. I’m here to beat him into the ground!”

Ayato: “Ryomen Sukuna, your head is held too high.”

Ryomen Sukuna: “???”

By late September, Tokyo had already slipped into autumn, though traces of summer heat still lingered in the air.

The wind swept up a few half-red maple leaves and slipped them through the half-open glass window into the student council room.

“President, what do you think people are really living for?”

Uchiha Ayato leaned against the windowsill, watching the falling leaves as he asked the pink-haired girl sharing the room with him.

Thinking back, when he had first been reborn as a member of the Uchiha clan, he had been so full of ambition. He had thought himself the chosen one, destined to punch Naruto and Sasuke into the dirt and accomplish something world-shaking.

And the result?

On that night, his five-year-old self died with hatred in his heart at the hands of Itachi Uchiha.

After closing his eyes and opening them again, he had come to this world and started everything from scratch.

He grew up in a welfare facility, got into this middle school with outstanding grades, became the student council vice president, the soccer club’s ace and president, and “everyone’s Uchiha,” and had now worked alongside Miss President here for three years…

Ah, life really was unpredictable.

Having experienced death twice, Uchiha Ayato now had only one pursuit.

To gain enough power to protect everything, and then live a peaceful life.

“…Huh?”

Chihaya Anon had been buried in a pile of documents. At his question, her pen froze mid-stroke.

She lifted her head, her pretty face full of bafflement, her eyes filled with confusion.

“Ayarin, you really sound like one of those old grandpas who get sentimental the moment autumn rolls around.”

Chihaya Anon stood up, planted her hands on her hips, and failed utterly to hide the smugness dancing across her face.

“Stop getting all melancholy over there! Everyone has a bright future ahead of them, especially this president…”

“I’m going to study abroad in England for high school! England!”

“Once I get there, I’ll make a whole bunch of blond-haired, blue-eyed foreign friends right away. On weekends, I’ll drink afternoon tea by the Thames, post it on Insta, and rake in thousands of likes for sure!”

Uchiha Ayato had clearly long since gotten used to the overly cutesy nickname “Ayarin.”

He simply returned to the sofa at his leisure and sat down, a lazy smile spreading across his lips.

“England, huh…”

“It’s a good place.”

Ayato spoke unhurriedly.

“But Anon, with that Japanese-style English of yours where you pronounce ‘apple’ as ‘appuru,’ are you sure you’ll be able to communicate smoothly over there?”

“I can already picture it. You’re trying to buy fish and chips, and the owner thinks you’re chanting some vicious Far Eastern curse.”

“Writing it and speaking it are two different things, you know?”

Chihaya Anon’s smile froze on her face.

Uchiha Ayato kept adding fuel to the fire, saying the most punchable things in the gentlest tone.

“When that happens, maybe you’ll have to rely entirely on wild gestures to communicate, and you won’t even be able to find the subway station.”

“Within a few months, a certain President who wanted to show off will probably be sick of fish and chips, unable to make friends because of the language barrier, and left crying alone under the covers. In the end, she’ll become one sad little deserter who packs up and flees back to Tokyo overnight.”

“Uchiha Ayato!”

Chihaya Anon’s cheeks instantly flushed bright red. She stomped over to the sofa in her little leather shoes and glared down at him, her small, faintly visible canine teeth worrying at the edge of her lip.

Soon, however, she seemed to think of something. Her eyes rolled, and a smug smile appeared on her face.

“I see how it is. Ayarin, you’re just a tsundere~”

Anon bent down, and the distance between them closed at once.

“You’re being so nasty out loud, but deep down, you just can’t bear to see me leave, can you?”

Like a childish boy who deliberately teases a girl just to get her attention?

She deliberately lowered her voice, staring into his deep black eyes.

“Listen, okay? If you like me, you can just say so~”

“I, Chihaya Anon, am not some heartless person, you know~”

“…”

Uchiha Ayato smiled without a word, merely looking at the glowing text that had abruptly appeared before his eyes.

[DAILY MISSION (3/3): BULLY SAKURA HARUNO ONCE.]

[STATUS: COMPLETE]

[REWARD: CHAKRA +500]

Don’t get so full of yourself, you damn pink-haired girl.

You’re nothing more than a tool for making me stronger.

After being reborn, aside from the Sharingan’s three basic abilities—observation, copying, and hypnosis—being greatly strengthened, Uchiha Ayato had also awakened a cheat.

The [GOD OF SHINOBI] system.

Its main function was to assign him missions and issue rewards. The three daily missions that came without fail each day only gave him tiny scraps like a bit of chakra or ordinary ninjutsu, but the event missions that occasionally triggered did offer quite generous rewards.

Incidentally, the thing could also serve as a combat power detector.

Of course, anyone with eyes could tell that this system had more than a few problems.

Uchiha Ayato had no idea how it had mistaken Chihaya Anon for Sakura Haruno.

Maybe because they were both pink-haired, and both rather flat.

Either way, as long as it gave rewards, that was enough.

When a pile of spaghetti code still ran, there was no need to check which line had the problem.

“What are you smiling at? I’m seriously waiting for your confession here!”

Anon stamped her foot in anger at the sight of him.

“Honestly, this chance won’t come around again, you know!”

“Pfft!”

Uchiha Ayato finally could not hold back and laughed softly.

“President, are you perhaps under some romantic misunderstanding about our relationship?”

He raised a hand and lightly tapped Chihaya Anon’s smooth forehead with a fingertip.

“You want me to play a romance game with you?”

“I have no reason to like you, and no reason to be liked by you.”

“If you really want that badly to hear me confess to you, to see me blush and beg you not to leave…”

“My advice is to go to bed early tonight. Ideally, order a few copies of A Guide to Lucid Dream Control online before you sleep.”

“Experience it in your dreams. They have everything there. You can even make the people who like you line up all the way around the Earth and become the King of Moe if you want~”

“You—!!!”

Chihaya Anon shot upright, her whole body trembling.

“I hate you! I hate you the most, Uchiha Ayato!”

Her eyes were slightly red, and her small canine teeth bit hard into her lower lip.

The next second, Chihaya Anon retreated to the office desk, swept both hands wildly across it, and hurled the thick stack of documents straight into Ayato’s arms. Papers scattered across the floor with a loud rustle.

“Check the rest yourself! I quit!”

With those words, Chihaya Anon stormed out of the student council room without looking back.

The door slammed heavily behind her with a deafening thud.

Ayato held the messy documents, looked down at the A4 papers scattered across the floor, and sighed.

Then he calmly crouched down, picked them up one by one, and stacked them neatly.

“I might have gone a little too far…”

“I’ll apologize to her tonight.”

“But it couldn’t be helped. If she saw what comes next, it would scare her half to death.”

Uchiha Ayato placed the documents back on the desk, then turned his head, his gaze moving once more toward the window.

Deep within his pitch-black pupils, something seemed to turn faintly.

SCRITCH… SCRITCH…

A faint sound rose, like the legs of a hard-shelled insect scraping against glass.

A lump of flesh the size of half a person, with a twisted, infant-like human face and compound eyes, was plastered tightly against the outside of the windowpane.

Its barbed, jointed limbs scraped at the surface of the glass again and again, leaving behind trails of viscous, foul-smelling, translucent mucus in the sunlight.

“This world is great in almost every way. My life isn’t in constant danger, I don’t have to live by the blade, and there are games to play…”

“The only bad part is that disgusting things like this keep popping up.”

Uchiha Ayato stood and walked toward the window.

At some point, a cold, gleaming ninja sword had appeared in his previously empty hand.

T/N: heuheuhue mygo auithor said he added because he isnt interested in any of the girls from jjk, and he only knows how to write harems LMAO

anon in shibuya

LMAO

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