Chiyo followed Mikoto through the streets of the Uchiha Compound.
The lingering glow of the setting sun spilled over the old residences, gilding everything in a warm golden hue.
A gentle breeze drifted by, making the cherry trees lining both sides of the road sway softly.
Petals fell like snow, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of cherry blossoms.
Mikoto's residence was simple yet elegant.
The cherry tree in the courtyard was in full bloom, its pink-and-white petals carpeting the path like a soft rug.
The stone lanterns before the residence gave off a gentle glow, illuminating the cherry blossoms in a breathtaking sight.
The moment Chiyo stepped into the courtyard, he saw Sosuke Uchiha standing on the steps before the residence.
With his hands clasped behind his back, he watched them with a profound gaze.
His white hair was especially striking beneath the setting sun. The wrinkles on his face bore the marks of time, yet his eyes remained as sharp as ever.
"Grandpa!"
Mikoto called out happily and hurried forward.
Sosuke's expression changed at once, his previous sharpness immediately turning into kindness.
"Mikoto, you're back! Did you buy the rice crackers?"
Mikoto nodded obediently and raised the rice crackers in her hand.
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Sosuke nodded with a chuckle, then turned his gaze toward Chiyo.
"You're here?"
His voice was low and calm.
Chiyo had long grown accustomed to the old man's rapid changes in expression.
He gave a slight bow.
"Elder Sosuke, pardon the intrusion."
Sosuke waved a hand and gestured to Mikoto.
"Go make some tea. I have something to discuss with Chiyo."
Mikoto blinked, looking from her grandpa to Chiyo.
"Okay, Grandpa."
With that, she turned and headed inside.
Sosuke turned toward the living room, with Chiyo following close behind.