Uchiha Madara truly had no idea how valuable these things were, but seeing Belaque's heartbroken expression, he could imagine it.
Belaque was a thief. She had surely seen plenty of fine things, and ordinary items would never catch her eye. The fact that she was so distressed over a bag of honey was enough to prove its value.
But unlike the boiling-lake scene Uchiha Madara had imagined, the entire lake remained silent and still, without the slightest reaction.
"Has your honey expired?" Uchiha Madara looked at Belaque and asked with a smile. "Otherwise, why hasn't the water started boiling after all this time? There isn't even a single fish now."
"This has never happened before. Could all the fish be hibernating now? Maybe they haven't woken up yet?" Belaque said.
"It's winter now. The weather is freezing, and the lake is iced over. I opened a hole for them, which should provide fresh oxygen. Even if it isn't because of your honey, fish should still come over," Uchiha Madara said.
"Then let's wait a little longer. No rush. Some fish are just like us humans—they're lazy. They don't want to get out of bed in weather this cold," Belaque said.
"Stop making excuses. The weather may be cold, but fish are always soaking in water. They aren't you. How could they sleep in?" Uchiha Madara said.
Uchiha Madara and Belaque waited for a while longer, but there was still no unusual movement. Likewise, not a single fish appeared.
"I really don't understand whether the fish you mentioned like this smell or hate it. There isn't even one of them," Uchiha Madara said.
"They definitely like it. And I've fished before—I have plenty of experience," Belaque said.
"Then can you explain the current situation to me? Is the water here so