The Taste You've Known Since Childhood Can Never Be Forgotten

"Sorry! Sorry! Sorry!"

Minato's shallow life experience was nowhere near enough to handle a seventy-eight-year-old comrade throwing himself under the bus. Watching Uchiha Gin clutch his knee and let out miserable screams, his innocent heart was swiftly filled with panic and guilt. His repeated apologies did nothing to ease the pressure weighing on him.

"Boss of the Bottom, am I going to juvenile detention too?"

In his panic, he turned to the only person he could rely on beside him and asked with a face as pale as death.

"Uh..."

It felt as though ten thousand Five-Tails were stampeding through Fugaku's heart. Knowing Uchiha Gin's little tricks, he hesitated over whether he should explain things to Minato.

"I understand, Boss of the Bottom. You don't have to make things difficult. I'll turn myself in."

Not wanting to put Fugaku in a bind, Minato resolutely wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and nodded with his head held high.

"Since I made a mistake, I have to be brave enough to take responsibility. I, Namikaze Dog Minato, will not run away!"

The moment Uchiha Gin, who had been acting on the ground for ages, heard Minato say he was going to turn himself in, he immediately dropped his superb performance. After hesitating for a moment, he quietly reminded him,

"No... haven't you considered settling this privately?"

"A private settlement?"

Minato had already started imagining himself eating and living alongside Cock's Comb Head and his group of three in juvenile detention. Hearing Uchiha Gin's suggestion, his expression froze slightly.

"Didn't you just scream like you were in terrible pain?"

"Ow, ow, ow~ My kneecap~! A private settlement has to be at least eighty-eight thousand~!"

"But I don't have that much money."

"Then how much do you have?"

Seeing Minato begin