My Sister-in-Law Was a Very Gentle Person!

Blue Flash???

The moment this long-buried name left Sarutobi Hiruzen's mouth, the eyes behind the surrounding Anbu masks widened in shock.

He had once been a legend.

Konoha's pride, one of the Dual-Colored Flash.

The Blue Flash, younger brother of the Yellow Flash! Statistics showed that during the Third Great Ninja War, he had killed even more enemies than the Yellow Flash! Yet three years ago, the Blue Flash had mysteriously vanished without a trace.

By now, many had already forgotten he existed.

"Uncle..."

Naruto, following behind Namikaze Mirai, nervously tugged at his sleeve.

At only three years old, he did not understand what "Blue Flash" meant, much less why these Anbu were so tense.

He only knew that smashing the Hokage Office and barging into the Hokage Office were not things a good child should do.

"Mirai, I'm truly glad you've returned."

Perhaps noticing the hostile look in Namikaze Mirai's eyes, Sarutobi Hiruzen put on a kindly smile. His benevolent expression was as comforting as a spring breeze.

He had completely forgotten that not long ago, he had been discussing with Danzo how to deal with Namikaze Mirai as a threat.

After sweeping his gaze across everyone in the Hokage Office, Namikaze Mirai grinned.

"I came here for only one thing."

"To seek justice for my nephew!"

His voice abruptly turned cold on the final sentence, as though a chill had swept through the room, dropping the temperature in the Hokage Office by several degrees.

Sarutobi Hiruzen's smile became somewhat strained.

"I don't understand what you mean."

"Naruto is the descendant of a hero. I have always kept an eye on his life, and his living expenses have never been lacking. What justice is there to seek?"

Namikaze Mirai gave a scornful laugh.

"Branded as the Demon Fox and forced to endure the bullying of the entire village—is that the treatment a hero's son deserves?"

Demon Fox...

Upon hearing those two words, the expressions in the eyes of the Anbu surrounding Sarutobi Hiruzen changed.

Many of them knew Naruto's identity as the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki. Some had even been assigned to monitor Naruto and had personally witnessed the Villagers bullying him.

But they had turned a blind eye. As Anbu machines, carrying out their missions was their highest duty.

One white-haired cat-faced Anbu trembled slightly without realizing it.

It was as though Namikaze Mirai's words had stirred something unusual within him.

After a long silence, Sarutobi Hiruzen finally spoke with a sigh.

"This is a sacrifice that had to be made in order to protect the Jinchuriki's identity."

"Once Naruto's identity is exposed, he will face many unnecessary dangers. For the sake of the village, I could only do this."

A trace of contempt appeared in Namikaze Mirai's eyes.

"For the sake of the village? What a high-sounding excuse! I recall that my brother left behind a considerable fortune, didn't he? Even if he died young, that inheritance should have gone to his son, Naruto, shouldn't it?"

"Naruto is not yet an adult. I am keeping the inheritance for him for now. Once Naruto comes of age, it will naturally be handed over to him."

Before Sarutobi Hiruzen could finish, Namikaze Mirai rudely cut him off.

"There's no need to wait until Naruto comes of age. Since I have returned, as Naruto's uncle, I am naturally his primary guardian as well, and I have the right to claim this inheritance."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"What? Don't tell me you intend to swallow this inheritance for yourself?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen was left speechless. His lips moved, yet no words came out.

He simply could not produce the inheritance!

After the Nine-Tails Attack, the village had suffered devastating casualties. The pensions for the families of fallen ninja and the reconstruction of the village alone had been astronomical expenses.

Minato's inheritance had long since been spent elsewhere.

If Namikaze Mirai insisted on reclaiming it, he might as well be demanding Sarutobi Hiruzen's life.

"Mirai, you know that after that night, the village urgently needed reconstruction. Every measure required financial support, so I could only..."

Sarutobi Hiruzen licked his dry lips. Before he could finish, Namikaze Mirai interrupted him once more.

"So my brother's inheritance really was misappropriated by you..."

His eyes narrowed slightly.

As Konoha's Fourth Hokage, Namikaze Minato's assets naturally needed no explanation. And his sister-in-law, Kushina, had been the sole heir of the Uzumaki Clan and had inherited part of Uzumaki Mito's estate.

Such an enormous fortune would have been enough for Naruto to squander for several lifetimes, yet Sarutobi Hiruzen had forcibly taken it away.

Even if—even if he had only left behind a tiny fraction of it! Naruto would not have had such a miserable childhood.

Seeing Namikaze Mirai's gaze gradually turn icy, Sarutobi Hiruzen knew he was in the wrong. He turned to Naruto behind him instead and forced a kindly smile onto his face.

"Naruto, after all this time, you should know that Grandpa has treated you the best."

Naruto shrank back and tightly hugged Namikaze Mirai's arm.

Though he could not understand their conversation, if he had to choose one of them, he would undoubtedly choose this uncle he had known for only two days.

When his smiling face was met with nothing, a faint bitterness rose in Sarutobi Hiruzen's heart.

How had it come to this? I was the one who came first.

As though recalling something, Namikaze Mirai suddenly sneered. His gaze at Sarutobi Hiruzen became faintly mocking.

"Heh. You swallowed my brother's property and let his orphaned son suffer the bullying of the entire village. If my sister-in-law were still alive, she would probably tear down the entire Hokage Tower!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen and Danzo both pictured that fiery red-haired figure in their minds and shuddered instinctively.

Kushina was different from Minato!

If she were truly still alive, with her personality, she might really do something terrifying!

"I will reclaim every last bit of Minato's inheritance, starting with the house! If you insist on resisting, heh..."

The oppressive atmosphere in the Hokage Office lingered for a long time.

Amid Sarutobi Hiruzen and Danzo's silence, only the White-haired Anbu wore a complicated expression in his eyes.

After leaving the Hokage Tower, Naruto could no longer suppress the longing in his heart.

This was the first time he had heard anything about his parents.

"Uncle... what kind of people were my parents?"

Moisture glimmered in Naruto's blue eyes as he pressed his lips together and looked up at Namikaze Mirai.

He wanted to know so badly about his parents.

Even the slightest bit would do.

They were a presence he had never felt in his life.

Namikaze Mirai crouched down and gently stroked Naruto's hair.

"Your father was the village's hero, and also the fastest man in the Ninja World. As for his looks, he was probably seventy or eighty percent as handsome as your uncle. As for your mother..."

Memories flooded in like a tide. As though recalling something, Namikaze Mirai's eyes curved into crescents.

"My sister-in-law was a very gentle person!"