15 Mindstate

Masaki was tall, well above the average height. Although he was old, his body exuded limitless vigor.

What stood out about his appearance was his hair. It was spiky, making it look like he had a black flame for hair. [1]

Seeing him, Jun didn't back down or get nervous. Although he didn't exactly know who this person was, he already had a few guesses. After all, Aito had mentioned a few important figures to him.

"What brings the clan-head to my humble abode?"

"Heh! Straight to the point... I like it. I heard that you recently beat up my son… Is that correct?"

"Yes, that is correct."

Hearing Jun's nonchalant response, Masaki furrowed his brows. In the face of danger, this brat didn't even consider backing down!

"Aren't you afraid of the consequences...?"

"Consequences? With all due respect, your son came knocking at my door, threatening to beat both me and my brother up. If it were you, Masaki-san, would you take it lying down? As an Uchiha, I refuse to let anyone, not even the clan head's son, trample over my dignity."

Although he struggled, Jun managed to use 'san'. It definitely felt weird to him, who was used to others calling him that, and not the other way around.

"..."

Hearing the boy's response, Masaki's blood started boiling. Suddenly, he let his chakra permeate the area around them, exuding tremendous pressure.

Feeling the pressure, Jun remained calm, not moving an inch. His mental strength had already long surpassed logic, and pressure of this caliber could do nothing to him.

This surprised Masaki. Although he held back, this sort of pressure would make most people kneel in forgiveness! Satisfied, he turned around and started walking off. After a few steps, he stopped and turned his head to the side.

"Brat… You've piqued my interest. I've been waiting for an Uchiha with your level of backbone for a long time!"

"Sadly, our clan grows weaker each generation… Not in strength, but in mindset. Back in the day, we were still prideful, but not conceited! True strength is in the head as much as it is in the body... "

Sighing, Masaki recalled his son.

"Well... I've talked enough. I'll be watching, so keep training hard!"

With those last words, Masaki flickered away, disappearing from his previous spot. Jun smiled, taking a liking to this clan head.

Although he was probably some small-fry back when he deserted the village, Jun still found him quite interesting.

'He's right. I need to get stronger and change the clan's mentality. Only I am capable of that.'

Jun felt excited. Because of his power, the only person that really posed a challenge in his past life was Hashirama... Now, he would take his time, in order to rediscover the thrill of battle.

Adding this to his list of things he needed to do after reincarnation, Jun got back to work. Next up, he would train in the surface merging technique.

Not too far away, Masaki was hiding behind a tree, observing Jun.

"His way of speaking, composure, and arrogance… Something about the way he behaved... Why did it remind me so much of that person...?"

"I must have gone senile... He's just a kid. Even so, I get the feeling that I can rely on him… Why is that?"

Scrapping such thoughts, Masaki took one last look at the youth before turning away, not even leaving a trail of dust behind.

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[1] Here's a visual reference of what Masaki looks like. Although his hair is actually black, and his clothes feature much darker tones:

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