The Overconfident White-Haired Wooden Bead

Because of the bedding incident, Uchiha Hikari's attitude toward Reimu suddenly became much gentler, and she no longer said anything about throwing her out.

She even warmly took Reimu's hand and fussed over her, asking whether she needed anything else. She still had plenty of intimate clothing she had bought before hitting puberty.

"Has some strange alliance been formed?"

Uchiha Gin looked left at the bare rock wall, then right at the flat as a pancake desert, and nodded thoughtfully.

Actually, after Uchiha Hikari used the Strength of a Hundred Sealings Technique, her figure underwent a qualitative leap.

But in her usual state...

All that could be said was that there had not been much change since Uchiha Gin had first been hit by his old uncle's Kotoamatsukami. Back when he and Xiao Guang went out together, they were often mistaken by certain people for a creepy father-and-dutiful-daughter pair.

Could it be that all the Uchiha Clan's nutrients had been absorbed by those damned eyes?

But what about Eimi-fujin and Little Chiri?

His languid gaze drifted unconsciously toward Uchiha Chiri, who was helping Little Miroku pick out new clothes alongside Senju Itama. The doubt in his eyes only deepened.

Naturally gifted?

"Curly-haired Baboon, what are you sneakily staring at?"

Having keenly noticed Uchiha Gin's "lecherous" gaze, Senju Itama's delicate brows shot up. She stepped alone in front of Uchiha Chiri, who had been about to puff out her chest and stick out her hips.

"I was thinking that it really was the right call not to throw away your old clothes."

Uchiha Gin would never admit that he had just used his secret technique, the Measuring Eye, on Little Chiri. With a solemn expression, he nodded as he commented on the boys' children's clothes laid out before Little Miroku.

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