"Didn't it go well?"
Uzumaki Kushina, who was cooking, looked at the two returning men and noticed that the bastard didn't look too happy.
Uzumaki Kousou looked over as well. Had it not gone well?
"It went great. It's just that Lord Fugaku's killing intent toward me has grown even stronger. There really isn't any trust between people. After all the meals I cooked for them back when I was in Konoha, too."
Tamura Hiroshi sat down and complained. Talking with Fugaku Uchiha was too damaging to their relationship. His malice and killing intent were so strong that they were impossible to ignore.
In the end, Hiroshi had no choice but to shut off his emotional perception, lest his body react too strongly and make him draw his sword and slash at Fugaku.
Lord Fugaku still didn't have enough patience or guile. No wonder his son would be turned against him by Hiruzen Sarutobi in the future, only to die by his own son's blade.
He had it coming!
"More boring people."
Uchiha Hikari had no interest in those matters. She sat down to one side and drew the Heavenly Cloud-Cutting Sword, carefully wiping it.
This was one of the ways she practiced Sword Zen. It worked even better with the Heavenly Cloud-Cutting Sword, the famous blade that belonged to her alone.
She felt that each time she wiped the blade, her mind grew a little clearer, and her harmony with the sword improved.
"What's there to be unhappy about? You wanted to kill him too, didn't you?"
Uzumaki Kushina didn't think much of it. In her eyes, this bastard was the most despicable person in the world. Fugaku Uchiha and his ilk weren't fit to polish his shoes. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been played like fools.
"Smack!"
"How can