Cursing Fugaku to His Face

Genkawa Uchiha felt a bit numb.

This scene was truly prone to misunderstandings; one could hardly blame Fugaku Uchiha for reacting this way.

Anyone who saw their own wife nestled in the arms of another man right in front of them would likely react no better than Fugaku Uchiha; it was only human nature.

Although Genkawa Uchiha was only fourteen this year and could not yet be called a man—at most, a boy—he was already over 1.7 meters tall, with handsome features, fair skin, and a slender build. Even at his young age, the sharp blade he carried was already capable of drawing blood.

And what of Mikoto Uchiha?

She was twenty-three or twenty-four, fair-skinned and beautiful, with a gentle, kind, and considerate personality, and long, straight black hair. As a mother of two, she possessed a maternal aura that was most attractive to a youth like Genkawa Uchiha.

With the two of them in the same room, it was a case of the most vibrant youth meeting the most alluring woman at the perfect age.

Fugaku Uchiha didn't even dare to imagine what might have happened between these two tonight had he not appeared just now.

Inexplicably, he felt his head grow heavy, as if something had been placed upon it, and his scalp began to itch.

"D-dear..."

Mikoto Uchiha's body trembled slightly; seemingly struck by a realization, her face turned pale.

She hurriedly pulled away from Genkawa Uchiha's embrace, stood up, and prepared to walk toward Fugaku Uchiha.

But Fugaku Uchiha merely stood in the courtyard, his figure flickering in the darkness. The light from the room illuminated his face, yet it remained devoid of any expression.

Mikoto Uchiha's footsteps faltered, and her body trembled even more violently.

She looked at Fugaku Uchiha, her eyes filled with pleading.

"Dear, it's not what you think..."

Fugaku Uchiha looked at her. "Why are you here? What about Itachi and Sasuke? Do they not need looking after?"

"I..."

Mikoto Uchiha didn't know how to answer. She took a deep breath and said, "Itachi is at home, and Sasuke is being looked after by Itachi. There won't be any problems."

"Is that so? You left a four-year-old child to look after an infant?" Fugaku Uchiha asked expressionlessly.

"I..."

Mikoto Uchiha was at a loss for words.

Genkawa Uchiha couldn't stand it any longer and clicked his tongue. "Clan Head Fugaku, you have quite the temper. What, can't Sister Mikoto come to see me?"

He was, naturally, full of confidence.

Not to mention that there was nothing going on between him and Mikoto Uchiha, even if there were, so what?

If it weren't for the fact that he was too young, an old man like you wouldn't even have had a chance!

This was Genkawa Uchiha's true thought, but Fugaku Uchiha was clearly angered, his facial muscles twitching.

"Genkawa, stop talking."

Mikoto Uchiha hurriedly interrupted Genkawa Uchiha and quickly explained to Fugaku Uchiha.

"I came to see Genkawa-kun, hoping he could contribute to the clan. I understand how hard you've been working lately; I just wanted to be able to help you."

Fugaku Uchiha's expression softened slightly upon hearing this.

He had known Mikoto Uchiha for many years and had lived with her for a long time after their marriage; naturally, he knew his wife's character.

It was just that, as a man, he could not tolerate his wife acting overly intimate with another man, even if that man was still a minor.

"This is not a place you should be. Don't come here again without reason in the future. I can handle the clan's affairs."

The fact that Fugaku Uchiha said this was undoubtedly a warning to Mikoto Uchiha, and he said it right in front of Genkawa Uchiha—how could he endure that?

"Oh my, the Clan Head really has such profound majesty."

He let out a cold laugh.

"What, I've known Sister Mikoto since I was a child, and she's looked after me for years. Why is it that after marrying you, she has to listen to everything you say? How come I never knew the Clan Head was so overbearing?"

"If you're really so overbearing, why haven't I seen you manage the clan well or handle the relationship between the clan and the village? Does it turn out that you can only show off your authority in front of women?"

As he said this, Genkawa Uchiha felt someone tugging at his sleeve. He naturally knew who it was, so he reached out and took hold of Mikoto Uchiha's hand.

"Don't worry, Sister Mikoto."

As he spoke, he patted the back of her hand and looked at Fugaku Uchiha, continuing his verbal assault, completely ignoring his livid complexion and the Sharingan that had already manifested in his eyes.

"You say you can handle the clan's affairs yourself? That makes me laugh. Don't you know what state the clan is in right now? Don't you have any idea what the final result of the clan meeting was? Why else would you come to me so late at night?"

"Could it be that you didn't come here specifically to try and win me over? The clan meeting didn't come up with a strategy, did it? The clansmen aren't easy to appease, are they? Are you hoping I'll step forward to communicate with the village elders?"

"Look at you, even now you still don't dare to make a decision."

"Some people and some things, you can fool your buddies, but don't fool yourself."

If one were to ask who Genkawa Uchiha had the biggest grudge against within the Uchiha Clan, it would naturally be the Fugaku Uchiha standing before him.

For no other reason than that he was the husband of Mikoto Uchiha.

Who told him he lacked the ability to handle the relationship between the clan and the village?

Who told him he was foolish and lacked self-awareness?

"Genkawa, stop it, I beg you..."

Mikoto Uchiha's eyes welled with tears as she stood caught between Fugaku Uchiha and Genkawa Uchiha, her heart filled with agony.

Genkawa Uchiha also revealed his Sharingan at this moment, though he rolled his eyes so hard they were practically turning into the Byakugan of the Hyuga Clan.

"You're just as spineless."

He poked Mikoto Uchiha in the forehead, frustrated by her lack of resolve.

"You grew a pretty face, but you haven't a lick of sense in that head of yours. What, you got married and now you've got rose-colored glasses on? Don't you know exactly what kind of temperament he has?"

As he spoke, Genkawa Uchiha pointed directly at Fugaku Uchiha.

"I saw it a long time ago; this guy is indecisive and his mind is too muddled to see the reality of the situation. With the Uchiha Clan in his hands, there is absolutely no future."

"Genkawa!"

Mikoto Uchiha shook her head at him, her expression sorrowful.

"Fine, fine."

Genkawa Uchiha was speechless.

Looking over at Fugaku Uchiha, the man stared fixedly at Genkawa Uchiha for a moment, then turned and walked away without saying a word.

"Dear!"

Mikoto Uchiha hurried to chase after him.

Genkawa Uchiha did not stop her.

Let them argue; he felt no guilt anyway. As for the life or death of the Uchiha Clan, he didn't care. At worst, if something truly went wrong, he would just save Mikoto Uchiha.

His assessment of Fugaku Uchiha just now had been his honest opinion.

In his view, Fugaku Uchiha failed to see the reality of the situation, making him no different from those clansmen who had just awakened their eyes. He viewed problems too superficially, lacked courage, lacked ability, and was far too limited in his perspective.

Yet, this man insisted on putting on the airs of a clan head, especially in front of him, which Genkawa Uchiha found incredibly grating.

The situation he had faced within the clan in the past would never have happened if not for the indulgence of Fugaku Uchiha as clan head.

He had ignored it before for the sake of Mikoto Uchiha, but pointing at Fugaku Uchiha's nose and cursing him today was meant to help that guy clear his head.

Fugaku Uchiha, who was walking away, paused his steps and turned around, his eyes a sea of scarlet.

"Genkawa Uchiha, I have remembered your words."

Genkawa Uchiha smiled and nodded. "Good, as long as you remember them. If you act like a fool again next time, I'll scold you to your face again."

Fugaku Uchiha said nothing more, and with a Body Flicker, his figure vanished.

Mikoto Uchiha chased after him, but before she left, she looked back once, her eyes filled with unease.

"Tsk."

Genkawa Uchiha clicked his tongue, feeling speechless, but still said, "If that guy dares to take his anger out on you when you get back, Sister Mikoto, you tell me. I'll stand up for you."

Mikoto Uchiha had realized by now that all of Genkawa Uchiha's actions had been intended to provoke Fugaku Uchiha, and she could only point a finger at him.

"You're going to be the death of me."

After saying this, she wiped the corner of her eye, her expression returning to normal, no longer showing a trace of weakness, and she also vanished with a Body Flicker.

"Is that so? You're someone who became a Jonin at sixteen, after all; who are you putting on that act of weakness for?"

Genkawa Uchiha muttered to himself, then chuckled.

"Well then, the clan grounds are going to get lively starting tomorrow. There's a good show to look forward to."