The streamlined Uchiha had set foot on the path once taken by the Senju Clan, making a small contribution to Konoha through self-sacrifice.
Just as the Forest of Senju had faded into every corner of Konoha, extending its vines to gather scattered hearts together.
The Uchiha scattered throughout the towns and villages of the former Land of Fire wielded the Flame Gunbai they took such pride in, bringing sparks of unity to the newborn Konoha Ninja Nation.
"Lady Naori, the letters sent by the various families have arrived."
A soft report sounded within the Uchiha council chamber. The girl seated at the highest position, surrounded by scrolls, looked at the letters neatly arranged on the desk and gave a slight nod.
Naori paused what she was doing. A trace of melancholy flickered through her clear eyes as she gazed at the familiar yet unfamiliar senders written beneath the letters.
Unfamiliar surnames, well-known given names. As the girl continued opening the letters, their contents came into view one by one.
Even after branching out and finding new homes, they still cared about the Uchiha.
There were many questions in the letters, varied and complicated, yet Naori did not feel the slightest impatience. The questions standing upon the white paper seemed to show her the equally confused faces of her clansmen from the past.
She dipped her brush into the inkstone, coating its tip in dark ink, and began writing her replies.
Time quietly passed beneath the brush. Only after Naori had finished replying to the letters before her did she suddenly realize that it was nearly time to preside over the meeting.
After the clan head departed, Teacher Kaku, under the title of Great Elder, promoted her to acting elder.
Using the excuse of testing her, he handed over a portion