In the morning, inside the Imperial Palace's inner hall.
"Have your clothes gotten smaller again?"
Mikoto looked at Sasuke's clothes, which seemed to have become a little tighter again, and spoke.
"You're growing so fast. You don't even notice it normally. I'll buy you and Naruto a couple more outfits later."
Sasuke could not help saying, "Can you not buy Naruto and me the same clothes? I don't even want to wear them."
"What's wrong with you brothers wearing matching clothes?" Kushina asked from the side.
Naruto, who was eating breakfast at the table, could not help complaining as well. "Even if we don't wear the same clothes, everyone knows we're brothers."
He could not stand his mothers' obsession either. Neji was better off, since he was a year older and many of his things differed from theirs.
But the things bought for him and Sasuke were basically always identical. From toothbrushes, towels, and daily necessities to the clothes they wore—even their underwear was the same, at most in different colors. Sometimes they had nearly put on the wrong pair.
Zhen, seated at the head of the table, could not help laughing. "Naruto and Sasuke have their own thoughts too. Stop forcing your weird hobbies onto them."
Kushina muttered quietly, "How is that a weird hobby?"
Ayari rolled her eyes at him and said sarcastically, "You never seem to care about the children normally. You get to say all the grand principles and nice words, but have you ever bought them clothes?"
Zhen could not help coughing lightly. He lowered his head and continued eating, no longer saying anything. Then he felt that this made him seem far too lacking in the dignity of the head of the household, so he said to Naruto and Sasuke, "You two need to