Uncle Is the Person Who Treats Me Best in This World!

Mikoto was Uchiha Fugaku's wife, the wife of the Uchiha Clan's patriarch!

In a sense, her name represented the Uchiha Clan's dignity.

To Uchiha Setsuna and the others, Namikaze Mirai calling her by name so casually, with a hint of teasing in his voice, was blatant provocation.

"Mikoto is doing well. You need not concern yourself with her."

As the Uchiha Clan's patriarch, Uchiha Fugaku knew he absolutely could not let his emotions get the better of him now.

He took a breath and answered in an even tone.

Uchiha Setsuna, Inabi, and the others watched Fugaku. Seeing that he remained as calm as ever, without the slightest change in expression, they quietly abandoned any thought of speaking up.

Since Fugaku himself was not angry, outsiders like them naturally had no reason to say anything.

Fugaku, Mikoto, Minato, Mirai... Although Mirai was the youngest among them, she could barely be considered a ninja of the same generation, and they had known one another well.

Namikaze Mirai's remarks could therefore be understood as a greeting between old friends.

The teasing vanished from Namikaze Mirai's eyes. His gaze suddenly turned serious as he stared directly at Fugaku.

"I want to know the truth about that night!"

As his voice fell, the temperature in the hall seemed to drop several degrees. Bone-chilling coldness spilled from Namikaze Mirai's eyes.

Even Uchiha Setsuna, who had endured countless struggles from Madara's era to the present, felt a fleeting chill from that coldness.

As expected, it had come.

Uchiha Fugaku sighed inwardly.

The moment he learned that Namikaze Mirai had returned, he had guessed that this day would come.

After disappearing for three years, the first news he received upon returning was that his respected older brother and sister-in-law had died tragic deaths.

And the Uchiha seemed to be deeply connected to the matter.

How could Namikaze Mirai let it go? During the Third Great Ninja War, his reputation had been far bloodier than the Yellow Flash's...

"When the Nine-Tails went berserk, I received word and wanted to lead the Uchiha Police Force to provide support. But Root, under Danzo's command, stopped us. We could only stand by and watch it happen."

Uchiha Fugaku's tone was complicated.

"Danzo?"

Namikaze Mirai narrowed his eyes.

"Yes."

Fugaku sighed.

If he had been able to lead the Uchiha Police Force to assist during the Nine-Tails Attack, then with the Sharingan's ability to restrain the Nine-Tails, they might not have been unable to salvage the situation.

But...

"I'll remember this. I will demand an explanation from Danzo."

The coldness in his eyes had not faded. His azure eyes resembled frozen ice.

"I heard that, on that night, tomoe markings appeared in the Nine-Tails' pupils, suggesting it had been controlled by the Sharingan..."

He did not continue, but anyone could hear the chill in his words.

If Fugaku could not give a reasonable explanation for this, then this man, whose fame still surpassed that of the Yellow Flash, would likely reveal his most terrifying side.

"I don't know..."

A trace of bitterness rose at Fugaku's lips.

He truly did not know.

Even now, he had not figured out why three tomoe had been reflected in the Nine-Tails' pupils that night.

Yet all the evidence and eyewitness accounts confirmed it.

"But one thing I can be certain of: the Nine-Tails is definitely not something an ordinary Sharingan can control. To do that, it has to be the Mangekyo Sharingan."

"Fugaku!"

Before he could finish, Setsuna struck the floor with his cane and shouted angrily.

The Mangekyo Sharingan was the Uchiha Clan's highest secret.

How could they let an outsider learn of it?

"Elder Setsuna, do you really think there is still any need to conceal it at this point?"

Uchiha Fugaku met his eyes directly.

Exposing information related to the Mangekyo Sharingan in exchange for Namikaze Mirai calming down was clearly worthwhile.

Besides, it was no longer their choice to make.

"Mangekyo Sharingan?"

Namikaze Mirai frowned slightly.

"Yes." Uchiha Fugaku took a breath. "It is a higher-level eye above the ordinary Sharingan. Since our ancestor Uchiha Madara, no one in the Uchiha Clan has mastered it."

He carefully concealed the information that he had awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan.

At a time like this, it was best not to agitate Namikaze Mirai's sensitive nerves.

Still, even if the information about him awakening the Mangekyo Sharingan was exposed—

The scene of him leading the police force to provide support that night had been witnessed by many clan members and Root operatives. It was enough to prove his innocence.

"Tell me everything you know about the Mangekyo Sharingan."

Namikaze Mirai's tone allowed no refusal.

Fugaku hesitated slightly, but in the end, he nodded and began to explain.

He included how the Mangekyo Sharingan was awakened, as well as the secret that each eye corresponded to one ocular technique.

Inabi, Itachi, and the others present all showed shock in their eyes upon hearing such secrets...

Outside the house, Naruto and Sasuke were playing ninja role-play.

Unlike the tense atmosphere indoors, it was peaceful and cheerful here.

"You go on the bottom, and I'll go on top."

Naruto gripped a wooden Kunai and pinned Sasuke beneath him, restraining both of his hands so he could not move.

"That's not fair! I want to be on top!"

Little Sasuke's eyes filled with tears. No matter how he struggled, he could not break free.

They had clearly agreed to play ninja combat, yet Naruto had launched a sneak attack. No sportsmanship at all.

Naruto released Sasuke.

"Fine, then. Let's do it again."

A few seconds later, Sasuke was pinned underneath once more.

His little face was as flustered as a dirty kitten's, and he nearly burst into tears.

"You may look like a girl, but you're actually pretty manly!"

Naruto pulled Sasuke up, grinning happily.

Under Namikaze Mirai's care, Naruto had gradually shed his original gloom and lifelessness, gaining some of the vitality and energy a child his age should have.

"Hmph, of course I am."

Though he was delighted inside at the praise, he still put on an arrogant pose.

Before he could react, Naruto grabbed his hand and held it tightly.

"Then we're friends."

Naruto's smile was brilliant.

Come to think of it, this was the first friend he had ever made.

Sasuke froze. Just like that...

It felt like he had gotten the short end of the deal.

"By the way, how are you so good?"

"Uncle taught me, of course. He taught me lots of other things too."

"Other things?"

"Mm, things like the Electromagnetic Induction Phenomenon, theoretical research on the Electromagnetic Railgun, five years of scientific research and three years of simulations..."

Naruto counted them off one by one on his fingers.

Sasuke listened with his mouth agape. What were these things? Why could he not understand a single one? At their age, shouldn't they be clinging to their older brothers and acting cute? Naruto suddenly thought of the Electromagnetic Railgun assembly. With Uncle's help, it was nearly complete.

It sounded really impressive.

The next time he went to prank Hokage Grandpa, should he bring it along? "Your Uncle... who exactly is he?"

After calming himself down, Sasuke swallowed hard and asked from the bottom of his heart.

Naruto's eyes curved into crescents.

"Uncle is the person who treats me best in this world!"