The sky gradually darkened.
Fugaku emerged from the Hokage's Office and gazed at the reddening horizon, unable to calm his thoughts.
"Captain!" Yashiro and Inaho, who had been waiting outside, immediately hurried over.
"Captain, how did it go?" Uchiha Yashiro asked.
After a moment of silence, Fugaku slowly said, "Let's go back. Gather the clansmen for a meeting tonight."
He turned to glance at the Hokage's Office behind him again. The world was unpredictable. Who could have imagined that someone from the Hyuga Clan would suddenly rise to that position—and he was only a teenager.
Was this the result of betting on the right side? Following Orochimaru had raised his status as well.
But he clearly remembered that Hyuga Hiashi had once been quite close to Minato too.
Most of the village's clans, including Nara Shikaku, the head of the Jonin Council, supported Minato. And wasn't the source of all this the Third Hokage's own intention? Hiruzen Sarutobi had plainly intended to push Minato into the position of Hokage. Who would dare voice a different opinion?
In Fugaku's view, it was one wrong move by Sarutobi that had forced the Uchiha Clan into this dilemma.
Inaho beside him asked again, "Captain, do we really have to let those people from Root join our Uchiha Police Force?"
Fugaku was slightly irritated. "This is the Hokage's decision."
When he returned home, the young Itachi came running over excitedly. "Dad, when are you going to practice shuriken with me?"
Only upon seeing his son did Fugaku's heart ease considerably.
He reached out and ruffled Itachi's soft hair, smiling. "Tomorrow. It's too late today."
Mikoto came out of the kitchen wearing an apron and said with a smile, "Dinner will be ready soon. Just wait a little longer."
That night, at the clan meeting