Scared the Little Nephew Crying

Itachi walked out of the Surveillance Post.

He crossed a street, and as soon as he turned the corner, he unexpectedly ran into his father, Fugaku.

"Off work, Itachi?" Fugaku asked with a smile.

"Yes, Father."

Itachi felt a bit nervous. He did not want his father to know that his job after joining the Anbu was to monitor his own clan members.

However, Fugaku had already seen through everything.

"Itachi, do you remember the first day our Uchiha Clan moved to the new Clan Compound a few years ago?"

He looked at the tall buildings not far away and said in a deep voice, "I discovered these tall buildings around the compound back then; they must be what the village uses to monitor us."

Itachi nodded in silence.

"Hmph, the Third Hokage plays a good game, actually wanting to use my own son to deal with the Uchiha Clan?"

Fugaku glanced again in the direction of the Hokage Building, his gaze turning cold. "It is a pity he does not know that, from the very beginning, you, Itachi, have been the spy we Uchiha planted in the Anbu."

"I will strive to become a bridge between the clan and the village, Father."

Itachi gave his answer.

He did not indicate which side he stood on because he wanted to view the Uchiha Clan and Konoha more objectively; only in this way could he make the right choice.

Wasn't that so?

Becoming a bridge between the clan and the village... did Itachi want to become the Hokage?

Yes.

As long as Itachi became the Hokage in the future, the Uchiha Clan would surely be able to reintegrate into the village.

Fugaku interpreted his son's words according to his own thoughts, his gaze inevitably filled with gratification as he patted Itachi on the shoulder:

"I believe in you, Itachi."

Regarding Itachi, he had always been one hundred percent at ease.

"By the way, Father. I saw in the surveillance earlier that you and Uncle..." Itachi hesitated, unsure if he should ask.

"Oh, your uncle is coming to my house for dinner tonight to celebrate your mother's Birthday Celebration. It seems your nephew couldn't convince him, so I, his brother-in-law, had to step in personally."

Fugaku teased with a smile.

So that was it.

Itachi laughed along and stopped asking, but the doubt in his Inner Heart did not disappear.

The sun set, and night gradually descended.

Dan returned to the Alley and saw Samui standing alone at the entrance of the Gym from afar, waiting silently.

After he walked closer.

"Director, you're back."

Samui stepped forward and bowed to him as usual.

"You seem worried about me," Dan asked.

"Yes," Samui pretended to be shy, lowering her head, embarrassed to meet Dan's eyes.

Who is worried about you, you narcissistic guy.

What she was truly concerned about in her heart was what exactly happened after Dan and Inohi went to see Uchiha Yashiro.

Unfortunately.

Dan was always stoic, leaving her unable to see any clues.

"My brother-in-law is hosting dinner tonight; you should come with me," Dan said suddenly.

"Ah?"

Upon hearing this, Samui felt very surprised and responded hesitantly, "That wouldn't be appropriate, as I am an Outsider..."

She appeared to decline politely, but in reality, she was dying to agree immediately.

One had to know that although the Uchiha Clan had been driven to the Village Outskirts by the Konoha high command, they had taken the opportunity to turn their Clan Compound into an Independent Kingdom, one that even the Konoha Anbu could not enter.

Right now, as a spy, Samui had the opportunity to go deep into the Uchiha Clan Compound and see the Clan Head's family.

This was a golden opportunity to collect Intelligence.

Dan was well aware of Samui's little schemes.

"Inviting you along is actually my brother-in-law's idea. If it's convenient for you, don't decline," he said.

Dan also wanted to know what kind of medicine Fugaku was selling in his Gourd by specifically instructing him to bring Samui along.

"Alright then."

Samui agreed as expected, even putting on a look of being flattered.

Ten minutes later.

The two changed into black and white kimonos respectively, bought a birthday cake, and headed toward the Uchiha Clan Compound.

In the courtyard of the Clan Head's house.

The brothers, Itachi and Sasuke, were playing on the wooden floor in front of the door.

"Big brother, will you teach me the trick to throwing Shuriken tomorrow? Please?"

Sasuke, wearing the Cat Ears that Itachi had given him, rolled around in the latter's arms, acting spoiled and even exposing his belly.

He looked just like a little kitten.

"Sasuke, I have a mission tomorrow. I'll teach you when I have time next."

Itachi's gaze was gentle as he patted his younger brother's head, speaking with an apologetic expression.

Suddenly.

Itachi turned his head and saw Dan and Samui appearing at the entrance.

His expression shifted slightly, and he instinctively wanted to stand up to greet them, but Dan gestured for him to stay put and walked over side-by-side with Samui.

Sasuke hadn't noticed the guests yet; he was still rubbing his head against Itachi's stomach, muttering:

"No, you clearly promised me..."

Huh?

Why had his brother's body suddenly become so stiff and motionless?

Sasuke looked up in confusion, then followed Itachi's gaze, and immediately saw a...

Giant standing right before him.

The man was expressionless, his massive frame blocking out the moon in the Night Sky, casting a dark shadow over the two brothers.

A pair of pitch-black eyes looked like a bottomless Abyss.

"Sasuke, call him Uncle." Itachi whispered a reminder.

"Un... wuu... waaa!" Sasuke, however, was terrified and burst into tears on the spot.

His uncle looked too scary.

"Little Sasuke has grown so much in a few years, but he's still as much of a crybaby as before."

Dan sighed, seemingly completely unaware that it was he who had scared his little Nephew into tears.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, Sasuke is just being ignorant."

Itachi apologized to Dan and patiently coaxed his younger brother, his eyes full of love and doting.

Samui, standing to the side, witnessed this heartwarming scene and couldn't help but recall Dan's assessment of Itachi:

Cruel and heartless, taking pleasure in slaughter, and not even caring about parental affection.

However.

The Itachi she saw was a perfectly fine child; he didn't look like a deranged maniac at all.

The Gym Director must have misjudged him.

"Let's go in."

Dan said to Samui, and the two took off their shoes at the Entrance Hall and stepped onto the Wooden Corridor.

They hadn't taken two steps when a beautiful black-haired woman heard the noise and hurried out from the Kitchen.

The moment she saw Dan.

Uchiha Mikoto's eyes turned red, and she rushed forward, hugging her younger brother tightly.

Dan reached out his large hand, gently embracing Mikoto, and said, "Sister, happy birthday."

"Do you have any idea how long it's been since you came to see me?"

Mikoto replied softly, burying her face in her younger brother's broad chest.

Because their parents had died on the battlefield early on, the siblings had relied on each other since they were young.

Although Dan was several years younger than Mikoto, he had always protected and taken care of his older sister when they were children, right up until the day Mikoto got married.

"What a deep bond between siblings."

Fugaku walked out from the Study nearby, feeling a bit jealous.

In Mikoto's heart, her own brother was clearly more important than him, her husband.

Hearing this, Mikoto first glared at Fugaku, then looked at Samui beside Dan and said with a smile:

"Dan, this young lady must be your employee, she's so beautiful."

"Hello, Madam." Samui quickly bowed.

"No need to be so formal. From now on, just call me sister, just like Dan does."

Mikoto stepped forward and took Samui's hand, her attitude very kind.

She had heard from her husband Fugaku that Samui seemed to be more than just Dan's employee; the relationship between the two might be even closer.

Yes.

Dan was 24 years old this year; at his age, he really should have been married and started a family long ago.