Tobirama's Concession

After all, he had grown up in this village for over twenty years. Chen had done a great deal for him, but he couldn't so easily forget the feelings he'd accumulated over those two decades.

His home was in the village, and so were his friends. Living in such a community, how could Shikaku Nara bear to leave it behind?

He let out a long sigh. Even with an IQ of 250, he couldn't think of a solution to the current situation in such a short time.

"Mr. Chen, could there be some kind of misunderstanding?" Shikaku stepped forward. He knew Uchiha Chen liked to fight, but he wasn't unreasonable. As the saying went, Chen was the type who responded to gentleness, not force.

There had to be some kind of misunderstanding for Chen to attack them.

I wonder what Hyuga Kenji is up to. Isn't this his clan's home? You'd think he'd keep a better eye on things. Shikaku glanced around, but couldn't find Hyuga Kenji. He couldn't help grumbling to himself.

As someone who had fought Uchiha Chen, Hyuga Kenji should have known what happened to those who opposed him. Why could he just stand by and watch them fight?

What Shikaku didn't know was that, after returning, Hyuga Kenji had been taken to Konoha Hospital for an examination. The many injuries he'd sustained on the battlefield had been accumulating in his body for a long time. They'd suddenly flared up last night, frightening the doctors who had been about to confirm that he was all right. They were now urgently trying to save him. He couldn't possibly return, and had no way of knowing what Uchiha Chen was doing to the Hyuga Clan.

Uchiha Chen glanced sideways at Shikaku, but didn't lower the long blade in his