The morning sun shone warmly on the elderly man sitting cross-legged in his chair. He raised his head and looked toward the horizon where earth met sky, where the deep blue was gradually giving way to pale blue.
"This Old One seems to have been seeing you eat fish quite often lately."
Following the voice, Uchiha Madara, who had been lying in his chair basking in the sun, opened his eyes and looked toward the courtyard gate.
At that moment.
A purple-haired girl carried over a steaming basin of food and handed it to Uchiha Ryoichi with a smile.
"Can't be helped. I'm too stupid.
I buy four fish every day, but by evening, not a single one is still alive."
Ryoichi accepted the basin of fish soup noodles, his expression slightly wary.
"What kind of fish is this?"
The purple-haired girl pouted as she looked at the picky old man before her and muttered.
"Carp. Bought yesterday. Didn't survive, but it's very fresh."
After saying that, Yu Yan's large watery eyes fixed tightly on the old man across from her.
If there hadn't been too many dead fish in the refrigerator lately, and if her teacher hadn't grown tired of fish after eating it for several meals, she wouldn't have wanted to give someone else food she had made herself.
Damn it!
I didn't expect that Orange Cat to be so picky either. It won't even eat the fish I make.
"Whew!"
Looking at the little girl before him, pouting with a face full of sincerity, Ryoichi let out a long breath. Then, distant memories gradually surfaced in his mind.
Many years ago, there had also been a period when he often saw Uchiha Asuka eating fish, and he would occasionally receive invitations from him.
One day, unable to