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"Bubble~ bubble~"

Inside the copper pot perched over charcoal flames, heat churned like molten lava. The dark-red broth gave off a spicy aroma that shot straight to the head. Uchiha Gin wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, raised his hand to check his watch, and nodded thoughtfully.

"They should be here soon, right?"

"Curly-haired Baboon, did you invite other people too?"

Senju Itama, who was checking off ingredients she fancied on the menu, looked up curiously.

"Didn't you say this was a family dinner?"

"Yeah."

Uchiha Gin nodded. Everyone he had invited was family.

"Eimi-fujin?"

Uchiha Hikari stopped stirring her dipping sauce and lightly raised her delicate brows.

"How could we invite people for dinner without Eimi-fujin and Little Chiri?"

It was already difficult enough for a widowed mother and daughter. Wasn't it only natural for him to look after them now and then?

Creak~

"Gin-san, we're not late, are we? The street suddenly got really congested just now. It seemed like some celebrity was nearby."

As soon as the words fell, the private room's door was slowly pushed open by a fair, delicate hand. It was the Uchiha Eimi mother and daughter they had just been discussing.

"You came at just the right time."

Uchiha Gin rose with a smile to greet them, his gaze passing over the gentle, refined Eimi-fujin before landing on Uchiha Chiri behind her, who was frowning in thought.

"Little Chiri, don't be polite with me. Order whatever you want!"

"Gin-sensei, if you found a wallet, you have to hand it over to the Police Force~"

Looking at Uchiha Gin, who had shed his usual stingy image, Uchiha Chiri expressionlessly advised him.

"What kind of person do you take me for? I earned this money by selling