Three days later, the day came for him to report to the Anbu. Houka got up early, cleaned himself up, and headed straight for the Hokage Building. But as soon as he stepped outside, someone blocked his way.
Uchiha Fugaku?
Houka's heart skipped a beat. What was this guy doing here?
"Long time no see. If I remember correctly, your name is Houka, right?" Uchiha Fugaku said with a smile.
"Ah, yes. It's good to see you, Lord Fugaku." Houka greeted him neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"Mm." Uchiha Fugaku nodded, then smiled. "You're reporting to the Anbu today, right?"
As if he didn't know.
Houka's smile didn't reach his eyes. "Yes. If there's nothing else, Lord Fugaku, I'm in a bit of a hurry."
"Actually, I came to ask you a favor." Uchiha Fugaku got straight to the point. "Your age does make me hesitate, but I really have no other choice."
He wasn't asking me to steal intel for the Uchiha in the Anbu, was he? That's his eldest son's job. No matter what, I can't steal his assignment!
Houka asked with a straight face, "Lord Fugaku, what is it?"
"It's about Uchiha Tenzen," he said. "The boy can be a little extreme. If he does anything out of line in the Anbu, I hope you'll look out for him."
So that's what this is. Don't worry, sir. With me around, I'll make sure he doesn't leave a single corpse behind—no, I mean, that he doesn't die without a proper burial!
Houka flashed a carefree smile. "Don't worry, Lord Fugaku. You have my word!"
"Thank you."
Houka hadn't gone out of his way to find out about the Uchiha Clan, but word of anything worth knowing naturally reached his ears.
At present, Uchiha Chika was the clan head,