Today was Itachi's birthday.
And then...
It turned into this.
Fuyou patted Itachi's head. Itachi, who was supposed to be today's star, seemed to have been forgotten.
What had originally been a simple meeting for the young clan heads within the family had somehow drawn quite a crowd. Even the orphanage director and Konoha's Jinchuriki had come.
By now...
There were probably quite a few Anbu outside keeping watch on the Jinchuriki.
But...
Wasn't it supposed to be Itachi's birthday?
What was going on now?
The clan heads were gathered around one table. In particular, the stone-faced Uchiha clan head and the stern-faced Hyuga clan head sat with their arms folded, expressionlessly staring ahead, displaying the imposing presence of clan heads.
The atmosphere immediately turned solemn.
As for the women... after Kushina came in, she had eagerly dragged them off to play mahjong.
Could this woman have been bored outside and specifically come here to find people to play mahjong with?
Her serious expression made it clear that the Nine-Tails was probably playing right now.
It was terrible at it!
Mikoto, meanwhile, had gone from puzzled to curious to enthusiastic. Now, she was playing while chuckling happily.
Fuyou's eyelid twitched as he looked at Itachi, who had been eating, eating, and eating like a plump hamster after Fuyou had welcomed him.
His movements were still elegant and quiet because of the family's etiquette, but from the side, he did seem to have put on a tiny bit of weight.
Fuyou sighed helplessly inside. Itachi! If your mother forgets to cook for you because she's playing mahjong, come find your uncle!
Your uncle guarantees he'll feed you until you're fair and plump.
At the mahjong table, Rinne was on the other side. Kushina had dragged her over, and she looked a