So annoying! From the corner of his eye, Uchiha Madara saw Ryoichi constantly glancing his way and took a deep breath.
If he had known this would happen, he should have firmly refused Asuka's invitation on the way over.
At the time, though, he had thought Asuka was up to something—perhaps setting a trap, or perhaps he had already seen through Madara's identity and intended to do something against him.
But he had never feared such petty tricks.
He had even imagined how splendid Asuka's expression would be when he tore off the man's mask.
He had not expected it to be nothing more than a meal.
Looking at the pile of meat and vegetables in his bowl, Uchiha Madara paused with his chopsticks. Then, gazing at Asuka, who kept serving him food, he slowly said in his aged voice,
"Too much!"
Smack! Asuka slapped a digestive tablet onto the table, then tossed half a fish from the plate beneath it. He nudged the kittens he had borrowed from Cat Granny with his foot, signaling for them to hurry up and eat.
Feeling cats constantly rub against his thigh beneath the table, Ryoichi paused while reaching for fish and silently extended his chopsticks toward another dish.
"Um."
After taking a bite of meat and vegetables, Ryoichi raised his wine cup toward Uchiha Madara and hesitantly said,
"Care for a drink?"
For some reason, he had the faint feeling that this "Auspicious Sign of the Ninja World" was anything but ordinary.
Just look at the man's calm bearing. This was a top-tier Uchiha Clan banquet, and everyone present was a clan jonin who had come down from the battlefield.
Though those jonin bore no hostility toward the old man, they would inadvertently reveal murderous auras now and then. Even their own