The Villain’s Mother - Chapter 12: It wasn't because Mr. Song felt possessive of his wife and wanted to monopolize her. It was simply because the married couple had a bad relationship. He didn't want to talk about her or think about her. (3)

After an unexpected death, a soul finds itself reincarnated into the body of Itsuka Shido, an ordinary teenager in a world filled with powerful spirits, magic, and dangers from other dimensions. With the help of a mysterious system integrated into his body, Shido gains the ability to travel across worlds, summon legendary anime characters, and unlock a wide array of random skills and abilities.Disclaimer: The cover isn't mine, credits to the original artist.

Traveling through the Naruto world, he was reborn as Uchiha Itachi’s uncle, and awakened Dio’s substitute “World”.

Have you ever seen Uchiha practicing blocks?

Ghost back, tire shoulders, a face of Araki lines.

Tear Susano with your hands, step on the tailed beast, and fight Kaguya Hime hand-to-hand.

I heard that the thunder escape ninjutsu in Yunyin Village is unique in the ninja world? I invented Uchiha’s Yin Escape Illusory Body Art.

I heard Itachi wants to exterminate the clan? When I went up, I just slapped my nephew’s teeth.

I heard that Obito Kamui is invincible? I punched through the void.

I am the god of muscles of Uchiha.

Smash – Varudo!

This book is also known as: “Saving Uchiha from the Destruction of Konoha”

Sometimes, as we go about with our lives, we all happen to think of one specific thought at least once.

[Longevity + Discipleship + No Female Lead + Lighthearted Humor with No Tragic Moments]When his master picks food, he spins the table there;When his master chants spells, he chats without a care;When his master takes rest, he sings a lively song;When his master lies late, he bangs the pot along;His master lives on long, but his life is rather short;His master lays him down on the hillside, as a sort;His master lifts a cup, but he won’t take a drink;His master shares a tale, but he won’t stop to think;His master holds a feast, but he leaves the table wide;His master calls his soul, but he’s nowhere to abide.Spring returns to the hills, with blooms so bright and fair,Yet master and disciple are parted, one in heaven, one elsewhere.