Chapter 3: Mikoto Uchiha
"Hey, Fugaku? Fugaku?"
Haru's voice echoed through the room as he jolted awake, his mind still foggy from the surreal experience. He couldn't quite shake the feeling that it might not just simple dream.
Looking around, Haru found himself still nestled in bed, prompting a sigh of relief. "It was just a dream after all."
The girl was nowhere to be seen, and the room was now cloaked in darkness, save for the bright sunlight streaming in through the windows. Judging by the intensity of the light, it had to be well past 11:00 a.m. in the morning.
"Huh, why do I feel so light?" Haru mused as he prepared to leave the bed.
Glancing down, he realized he was clad in pajamas, prompting a puzzled frown. "Where are my clothes?"
His attire might not have been designer, but it was certainly worth a pretty penny. With a resigned sigh, he decided to tolerate the pajamas for now and inquire about his clothes later.
But upon searching the room, he couldn't spot a phone to call the front desk, leaving him frustrated.
"What's up with this hotel?" he muttered under his breath, pushing open the door to address the staff in person.
Yet, as soon as he stepped out, a shadow darted past, sending a shiver down his spine. But before he could react, the figure vanished.
Haru's eyes widened in shock. "What was that? Where am I? This isn't a hotel!"
Instead of a high-rise building, he found himself in a quaint wooden house with a yard and a closed gate. How did that shadowy figure get in?
"Holy cow…" Haru exclaimed, his heart racing as he struggled to keep his balance.
In an instant, the shadow reappeared—a young teenager, no older than sixteen, clad in a vest and bandaged feet. But what caught Haru's eye was the gleaming forehead protector.
The teen scratched his head sheepishly. "Sorry, Clan Leader. I was in a hurry and took a shortcut through your yard. Hope you're not mad."
He door slammed shut behind him, leaving Haru breathless. "What in the world...? A ninja? He had the Leaf's forehead protector, and he moved so fast... He called me the clan head... Could it be...? Did I transmigrate to another world? Did I become Fugaku Uchiha?"
Shaking his head in disbelief, Haru tried to rationalize. "No, it can't be. I must've opened the wrong door. If I try again, I'll go back to my world. I will…"
Summoning his courage, Haru slid the wooden door open once more. The young man outside still waited nervously.
"Please, clan head. Hear me out. I'm really in a hurry. It's not an excuse." But before he could finish, the door slammed shut once more.
Running into the clan head in such a manner was beyond unfortunate. He braced himself for the scorn and anger he would undoubtedly face from everyone.
Approaching the door, he bowed his head in apology, hoping to alleviate some of the tension.
Meanwhile, Haru sat on the floor, his mind a whirlwind of confusion and fear. The incessant babbling of the boy outside hardly registered; all Haru could think about was the possibility of having crossed over into another world.
"Ah, husband, you're awake?" Startled, Haru turned to see the girl from the night before, wearing an apron and holding a spatula.
"M-Mikoto?" Haru stuttered, suppressing his shock.
Mikoto nodded, her smile warm. "Yes, it's almost noon. Food will be ready soon. Just wait a bit."
As she retreated to the kitchen, Haru couldn't shake his disbelief. Was this real? Had last night not been a dream?
Driven by uncertainty, Haru pushed the door open again. Uchiha Rei approached, eager to speak to the clan head. Haru led him to the center of the yard.
"What's your name?" Haru demanded, his heart pounding with anticipation.
"Uchiha Rei," came the swift reply, tinged with confusion.
Haru's mind raced. "Show me some ninjutsu," he ordered, still grappling with doubts.
Uchiha Rei's excitement was palpable. "Is the clan head-sama going to teach me advanced ninjutsu?" he asked eagerly.
"Quit stalling and do it," Haru urged, his patience wearing thin.
"But here? I'm afraid…" Uchiha Rei hesitated, casting a wary looking around the yard.
Haru sighed, realizing the impracticality of their current location. "Fine, just use a shadow clone jutsu or something, okay?" he suggested, hoping to expedite the situation.
"Holy shit…" Haru was scared again and almost fell on his buttocks, but he managed to steady himself.
Suddenly, the black shadow reappeared in front of him with a whoosh. It was a young teenager, no older than sixteen, dressed in a vest and tight pants. His bare feet were wrapped in bandages, and he wore sandals on them. But what caught Haru's attention was the forehead protector that gleamed in the sun.
The teenager gave Haru an apologetic look and scratched his head sheepishly. "Forgive me, Clan Leader. I was in a hurry. I just took a shortcut through your garden. There's a crowd of people who want to meet the clan head. You're not angry, are you?"
The door slammed shut behind him with a loud bang. Haru clamped his hand over his mouth, trying to catch his breath. "What was that…? A ninja? He had the Leaf's forehead protector, and he moved so fast... It can't be wrong. He spoke Japanese, and he called me the patriarch. Could it be...? Did I transmigrate to another world? Did I become Fugaku Uchiha?"
He shook his head, refusing to believe it. "No, no, it can't be. I must have opened the wrong door, that's all. If I open it again, I'll go back to my own world. I will, I will..."
He gathered his courage and slid the wooden door open again. It creaked as it moved along the track. The young man outside was still waiting, looking nervous.
"Please, patriarch. Hear me out. I'm really in a hurry. It's not an excuse." But before he could finish, the door slammed shut in his face.
Bang~
Uchiha Rei felt like crying. He had never expected that he would run into the patriarch just as he was passing by. What a terrible coincidence! This was the patriarch's wedding chamber, and he had barged in like this. He would certainly face everyone's scorn. And judging by the patriarch's reaction, he must be furious.
He quickly walked up to the door and bowed his head, apologizing for his mistake.
Haru was sitting on the floor, leaning against the door. He felt terrified and confused. He didn't care about the annoying boy outside who was babbling nonstop. He only knew that he might have really crossed over to another world.
"Ah, husband, you're awake?" A voice startled Haru. He turned his head and saw the girl he had slept with last night. She was wearing an apron and holding a spatula, smiling sweetly at him.
"Mi.... Mikoto?" Haru suppressed the shock in his heart and asked hesitantly.
Uchiha Mikoto nodded, then smiled again. "Mhm, it's almost noon. The food will be ready soon. Just wait a bit."
She said that and then turned around and went back to the kitchen. But her walk seemed a bit wobbly.
Haru stared in disbelief. Was this girl really Uchiha Mikoto? Was last night not a dream? Oh God… How could this be?
He pushed the door open again. Uchiha Rei saw the patriarch come out and ran up to him to say something. He pulled him to the middle of the yard.
"What's your name?"
"Uchiha Rei." He said his name quickly, wondering why the patriarch had forgotten it.
Haru's heart was pounding. "Show me ninjutsu." He still had some doubts.
"Oh? Is the patriarch-sama going to teach me some advanced ninjutsu?". Uchiha Rei asked with excitement.
"Quit stalling and do it."
"But here? I'm afraid…"
Haru looked around. The courtyard was not a good place for this. "Just use a shadow clone jutsu or something, okay?"
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