Forcing Them Together

Shamu rubbed his chin, wondering if it was time to wrap things up.

He waved a hand. "Izumi is so talented, and she's now the only Uchiha woman who isn't blood-related to you."

"If you and Izumi have two talented children, I might consider letting you just be a clone."

"After all, a superior bloodline requires excellence from both the father's and mother's sides."

To those who did not know Shamu, he seemed like an iron-fisted, ruthless dictator of a clan leader who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

After all, controlling bloodline reproduction was not unheard of.

Some ninja villages and special bloodlines had been controlled this way in the past.

Only Tobirama and the Yin Nine-Tails inside Minato were privately grumbling.

Who knew what rotten scheme Shamu was plotting this time.

It was fortunate Sasuke had lived for over thirty years and had better self-control. Otherwise, he would already have been unable to keep his expression in check.

Madara and Izuna had watched the whole show from the side. Madara had not dealt with Shamu for very long.

Yet Shamu trusted him immensely, without reason or reservation.

Madara did not know what medicine Shamu was selling from his gourd.

But that did not stop him from enjoying the show.

Orochimaru was also watching from the side, expressionless while his eyes brimmed with amusement.

This was not the first time Shamu had done something like this. Clearly, it was the preference of that deity.

But as far as Shamu was concerned, he was simply forcing a ship.

After all, Itachi and Izumi's situation here was extremely complicated, and Shamu could not stay here to watch over them.

It would be a pity if they missed each other over some strange reason.

Better to use some means and