Before Ōnoki could react, little Kurotsuchi, deeply drawn in by Ronglin's words, cried out in delight. Whether she was precocious or mischievously clever, a child was still a child.
There were not that many Uchiha Itachis in this world. Hearing about delicious food, fun things to do, and the chance to grow up beautiful, little Kurotsuchi was immediately hooked.
In Iwagakure, there was nothing but rocks. Vegetation was scarce, let alone luxurious snacks and fruits. Such things were outrageously expensive in Iwagakure and Sunagakure!
Little Kurotsuchi could not help being drawn in, and she exclaimed in surprise.
"Enough. Hurry home and find your father. We're discussing important matters; children shouldn't meddle."
Seeing that his granddaughter had been tempted, Ōnoki cursed Ronglin's scheming inwardly while putting on a stern face to scold her. But little Kurotsuchi did not buy it at all, pouting unhappily.
"Why not?! I want delicious food! I want to become really pretty!"
"Cough, cough!!"
Now it was Ronglin and the others' turn to hold back their laughter, while Ōnoki's face went completely dark.
Ronglin did not forget to add fuel to the fire. Stroking his chin, he said regretfully, "What a pity. Konoha's children can eat those things whenever they want, but you can't. Go home and play in the mud."
"I don't want to!!"
Pressured by her grandfather Ōnoki and provoked by Ronglin, little Kurotsuchi's face turned red with anger. A flush appeared on her fair cheeks as she raised her little hand in loud protest.
"Why can everyone else do it, but I can't?"
As her protests continued, Tsunade shot Ronglin a speechless look. Wasn't he deliberately digging a pit for little Kurotsuchi to jump into?
And little Kurotsuchi had been spoiled since childhood, fearless of everything. This was more than enough to give Ōnoki