"Yes, Grandpa. After my brother began managing the clan, he thoroughly renovated it. He personally restored the clan's façade and all the houses inside, little by little."
Shintaro was very pleased with this, though he was somewhat worried about the Uchiha Clan's financial situation.
Peace in the Shinobi World was certainly a wonderful thing, but he also understood that without war, there would be no work for ninja.
Ninja were products of war. Only war gave ninja a chance to make a living.
Now that there was peace, what were ninja supposed to do? Where would they earn money?
Shintaro was deeply doubtful about this, but he did not ask.
After all, his grandson had developed the clan to such an extent, far beyond his expectations. He had not even finished praising him, so how could he criticize or lecture him?
"Come on, take me to see Huiyao and Kagami. I can hardly wait."
Shintaro's hands trembled slightly from sheer excitement.
Chisato nodded, forcing down her own emotions as well. "I'll take you to Father's courtyard first."
Chisato led Shintaro toward the courtyard that was still somewhat familiar in his memories.
Standing at the entrance, Shintaro did not see anyone.
But once he stepped inside, something seemed to move in the house.
Then someone opened the door and poked his head out.
"Chisato? And..."
"Father?"
Uchiha Teruya had thought his daughter had come to visit him, but he had not expected to see his own father beside her.
"Are my eyes playing tricks on me?" Huiyao rubbed his eyes, utterly unable to believe it.
"No, Father. Grandpa has returned. Wind revived him just yesterday."
Shintaro looked at his son. Not only had he not aged, he actually looked quite young.
"You brat, you don't even recognize your old man? You're