Another Bait; Danzo: If I'm Not Qualified, Then He Is?! Moonlight spilled like water over the tranquil Uchiha Compound.
Chiyo leaned against one side of the bed, his fingertips gently stroking Mikoto's hair.
Mikoto breathed steadily, a lingering, intoxicating blush still on her face.
Her gentle, peaceful sleeping face was a little thinner than before.
Clearly, keeping the clan in such perfect order had also taken a great deal of effort.
Mikoto handled the clan's and the Guard Unit's affairs with ease, sometimes making even Chiyo feel inferior.
She also held immense prestige within the clan.
She truly deserved to be the virtuous wife he had cultivated since childhood!~
She was so driven and hardworking, but she had truly suffered these past few years!~
Suddenly, his brow rose slightly.
He sensed a familiar fluctuation of Chakra.
A trace of surprise flashed through Chiyo's eyes.
From the Chakra alone, he had already guessed who it was.
He carefully got up, afraid of disturbing Mikoto, who had only just fallen asleep, and quickly put on some clothes.
Then he flashed out of the room.
"Visiting in the dead of night, Minato. You're becoming more and more like an Anbu."
Chiyo stood in the courtyard.
He looked toward the figure on the courtyard wall.
"Sorry for disturbing you."
Minato Namikaze jumped down from the wall.
His short blond hair shimmered faintly beneath the moonlight. The gentle smile remained on his face, but his eyes were more solemn than usual.
Chiyo turned around and studied him.
"Why are you back? How is the situation at the front?"
Minato took a deep breath and answered in a low voice.
"The Northwest Battlefield has stabilized for now, but Iwagakure's pursuit force is larger than expected."
Chiyo nodded, his gaze deep.
"No rush. The battlefield changes by