"Did someone send you here?" Yuya asked Rou Uchiha as he cut into the meat on his plate.
Rou Uchiha shook her head. "No, I came on my own. I know you work here... here..."
Come to think of it, Yuya had been the one to introduce the term "work." Before that, everyone had called it "holding a position"...
Yuya got a headache whenever he heard that phrase. Konoha hadn't had many facilities before, and there weren't many jobs in the village. Most of them were management positions. Every last one of those so-called positions was in management, and they were all held by shinobi.
What did that make ordinary people, who worked themselves to the bone doing manual labor? Did that count as holding a position?
Yuya looked at Rou Uchiha. She sounded sincere, and there was nothing unusual in her expression.
Yuya breathed a sigh of relief. Good thing it wasn't what he'd thought.
If the Uchiha had forced a girl to come face him, just as Yuya had suspected, then he really would have thought the entire Uchiha Clan deserved to commit seppuku.
But on second thought, the Uchiha were a bunch of arrogant idiots. If they were so arrogant, how could they possibly force a thirteen-year-old girl to do something like that?
Of course, Yuya knew without a doubt that Rou Uchiha had still been influenced by her clan into coming here. That was just how the Uchiha Clan was. They were a major shinobi clan, and yet you couldn't help feeling that most of them had something wrong with them. Almost all of them were like that.
In the future, one of them would even take his four-year-old son to the battlefield. (Time to drag Fugaku through the mud again.)
Anyway, having thought it through,