"That's how it is. So, all the Uchiha Clan has to do is stay put." Shisui analyzed the current situation and the motives of the various factions for Fugaku Uchiha over dinner.
In the end, he concluded that the best option for the Uchiha Clan was to wait and see how things unfolded.
"Listening to you, Shisui, has been more enlightening than ten years of study." Fugaku Uchiha sighed after hearing him out. Sometimes, he couldn't help wondering how Shisui Uchiha's mind worked, even though they were both members of the Uchiha Clan.
Itachi Uchiha, sitting nearby, listened to Shisui's analysis with a look of adoration, like a devoted little fan.
As for the other five, they had long since gotten used to Shisui's abilities.
Jirobo was even stuffing White Shrimp Tempura fried by Mikoto Uchiha into his mouth nonstop, his cheeks bulging.
"Hey, you big pig, don't just sit there stuffing your face." Tayuya nudged his fat body with her elbow and whispered.
"Hm?" Only then did Jirobo realize everyone at the table was staring at him. But his mouth was so full that he couldn't say a word.
In the end, all he could do was look to Shisui for help. Seeing that Shisui didn't seem upset, he finally relaxed.
Just then, Mikoto Uchiha pushed the remaining dishes from the middle of the table toward Jirobo. "Here, child. You're still hungry, aren't you? Have some more."
Perhaps because she was nearing her due date, Mikoto Uchiha's maternal instincts had kicked into overdrive. Her eyes reddened as she looked at Jirobo. "Poor child. You must never get enough to eat, judging by how famished you are. Come by again tomorrow, and I'll make you something delicious. You can eat as much as you want."
Tayuya: "???"
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