The news that a Ghost had attacked Uzumaki Kuming's residence barely caused a stir in the village. His home was already secluded, and after that night, Uzumaki Kuming didn't spread the story. He only briefly mentioned it to Minato and Shikaku.
As far as the villagers were concerned, all they knew was that a bolt of lightning had suddenly streaked across the clear night sky. They treated it as a curious incident and shared the story among a small circle of people.
In the Ninja Academy office, Uzumaki Kuming sat behind his desk, carefully reading a scroll. On the sofa, Yoriichi Namikaze sat upright, staring straight at the book in front of him. He looked serious, but the boy's attention wasn't on the book at all.
"Yoriichi, why are you daydreaming?"
"Have you mastered everything in the book?"
Although Uzumaki Kuming was studying a Fuinjutsu scroll, he had noticed that Yoriichi's mind wasn't on his lessons. He lifted his head slightly and asked gently.
"I'm sorry, Uncle."
"I..."
"The Ghost we caught last night..."
Hearing Kuming's question, Yoriichi awkwardly scratched his cheek and opened his mouth, but he seemed unable to find the right words. He fell silent again.
"Is something bothering you? Go ahead and tell me. I don't think you'll be able to concentrate until I answer your questions."
"Tell me."
Uzumaki Kuming gently closed the scroll in his hands and asked kindly. He was very fond of his nephew. Though Yoriichi was young, he was well-mannered and very clever. That set him apart from Naruto, who was energetic and rambunctious all day long—a typical mischievous child, with a personality like Kushina's.
Yoriichi was different. He was thoughtful and quiet, more like Minato.
Blond Naruto was like Kushina, while red-haired Yoriichi Namikaze was like Minato. It was quite