By the time Zhen left Fugaku's house, it was already evening. He happened to run into Fugaku head-on.
Fugaku was visibly startled when he saw Zhen. His expression changed rapidly before he bent at the waist.
"...Hokage."
"Fugaku-senpai, just getting back from work?"
"Yes."
Fugaku bowed deeply, his eyes fixed on the ground.
"I never expected the Hokage to visit my humble home. Mikoto did not neglect you in any way, did she?"
Zhen chuckled. "Of course not. Mrs. Mikoto handled everything very thoughtfully. I was quite satisfied."
"...I am glad the Hokage was satisfied."
"Fugaku-senpai, you are usually busy with work, but you should not neglect your wife either. Mrs. Mikoto seemed very lonely at home by herself."
"...You are right, Hokage."
Zhen did not say much more to him and left directly.
Fugaku entered the living room and saw that Mikoto's bedroom door was open, though he had no idea what was happening inside.
The room was quiet. Fugaku merely walked over and sat on the sofa in silence, seemingly lost in thought.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Mikoto emerged from the bedroom, fully dressed. She went into the bathroom without even glancing at Fugaku on the sofa.
Fugaku seemed to want to say something, but seeing Mikoto's attitude, he swallowed the words.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Before long, Itachi returned as well.
"Dad."
"Itachi." A smile appeared on Fugaku's face.
Mikoto finished bathing and came out. Her expression softened when she looked at Itachi.
"Are you hungry? What would you like to eat?"
Itachi smiled. "Anything Mom makes is fine."
"Alright, wait a little longer."
Mikoto went to prepare dinner, while Itachi quietly went over to Fugaku and asked in a low voice.
"Dad, did you and Mom have