Working for the Great Elder, and the Tri-Colored Pills That Were Swiped

After leaving the Military Police Force, Uchiha Fugaku finally located Uchiha Setsuna within the Uchiha Clan compound.

Uchiha Setsuna was quite surprised to see Uchiha Fugaku.

"Clan Head Fugaku, what brings you here?"

"Aren't you supposed to be handling matters at the Military Police Force?"

Upon hearing Uchiha Setsuna's inquiry, Uchiha Fugaku spoke directly.

"You mean those matters? I handed them over to Izumi and Itachi."

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Now it was Uchiha Setsuna's turn to be dumbfounded.

Would they even know how to handle those things? Besides, looking at you, it doesn't seem like you taught them how to handle anything properly.

However, Uchiha Setsuna was sensible enough not to ask further.

Seeing Uchiha Setsuna ignore him and start preparing to busy himself with other tasks, Uchiha Fugaku immediately called out to him.

"Great Elder, I have come to you because I need your help with something."

Hearing Uchiha Fugaku's request, Uchiha Setsuna paused for a moment, and a bad premonition began to form.

But facing Uchiha Fugaku, he could only bite the bullet and ask.

"Clan Head Fugaku, I wonder what this matter is?"

Hearing Uchiha Setsuna's inquiry, Uchiha Fugaku naturally did not hesitate and spoke directly.

"Great Elder, this is just a small matter."

"It's just that since you aren't usually busy, I wanted you to find some time to guide Izumi and Itachi on how to handle things."

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So you really didn't teach them much, did you?

You're even pushing this kind of thing onto me; is this still the dutiful Clan Head Fugaku from before?

Uchiha Setsuna was well aware of the workload a Military Police Force captain had to deal with.

It wasn't just tiring; it was exhausting.

Not to mention the various disputes, there were also the documents to process, which were almost comparable to the paperwork handled by the Hokage.

However, since Uchiha Fugaku had already spoken, Uchiha Setsuna naturally could not refuse.

After all, the current Uchiha Fugaku was no longer the same Uchiha Fugaku he could once contend with.

"Very well, Clan Head, I understand."

"Once I finish my work this afternoon, I will go and guide Izumi and Itachi on how to handle things."

Having received a satisfactory answer, Uchiha Fugaku left behind a single sentence and slipped away.

"Great Elder, make sure to teach them well; I will come to check on them later this afternoon."

Watching the figure of Uchiha Fugaku disappear, leaving only his voice behind, Uchiha Setsuna was covered in black lines.

Was the Clan Head always this unreliable?

I was too careless when I made my choice back then!

Having shed the trivial chores of the Military Police Force, Uchiha Fugaku enjoyed a rare moment of relaxation as he left the Uchiha Clan compound and began to stroll through Konoha.

However, perhaps due to his attire, the Konoha villagers on the road looked at him with great fear.

It seems the image of the Uchiha Clan has indeed been ruined by that old man Danzo.

Thinking of this, Uchiha Fugaku couldn't help but want to drag him out and whip him ten more times.

But once he remembered that he was already dead, he let go of that thought.

Although the Konoha villagers were somewhat afraid when they saw the Uchiha Clan's uniform, for Uchiha Fugaku, this was something he had long been accustomed to, and it did not affect his mood to continue strolling through the village.

Before long, Uchiha Fugaku wandered to the entrance of the Three-Color Dango Shop.

He saw a familiar figure standing at the entrance of the shop, buying something.

When that figure turned his head and saw Uchiha Fugaku, he was stunned for a moment, then immediately hid the dango he had bought behind his back.

Then, he said somewhat nervously.

"Oh, oh, Otousan, why aren't you working at the Military Police Force?"

Seeing Itachi so nervous, Uchiha Fugaku laughed.

"I'm not. I let Izumi help me process the documents for now."

"But what about you? Why didn't you go find Izumi, and instead came here to buy dango first?"

"Do you like eating three-color dango that much?"

Hearing Uchiha Fugaku's inquiry, Uchiha Itachi became even more nervous, and he quickly replied.

"No, it's not that. I was just planning to go find Izumi; this is a gift I bought for her."

Hearing this, Uchiha Fugaku chuckled. After all, he was no longer the perpetually busy Fugaku of the past; the current him understood Itachi all too well.

Did he really think such a clumsy lie could fool his own father?

However, this was the first time Fugaku had seen Itachi like this, so he couldn't help but tease him.

"Is that so? But I just heard Izumi say she doesn't like eating Three-Color Dango."

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Now it was Uchiha Itachi's turn to be stunned. She doesn't like Three-Color Dango? How did I not know that? Could it be that I really didn't understand her well enough before?

What should I do now?

At this moment, Itachi felt the shame of having his secret discovered by his father; after all, he had always maintained the facade of a perfect ninja.

In Itachi's mind, how could a perfect ninja possibly enjoy eating something like Three-Color Dango, which was favored by children and girls?

Seeing Uchiha Itachi's expression, Uchiha Fugaku laughed again.

After the laughter subsided, he continued.

"I was just lying to you."

"But Itachi, if you like eating Three-Color Dango, just say so."

"What ninja doesn't have a few peculiar hobbies?"

"It's just liking dango, isn't it? That's much better than those two perverts, the Third Hokage and Jiraiya, who like to peek at women bathing."

"Uh, pfft, why am I telling you this?"

"Right, don't forget to bring a portion for Izumi; she's still waiting for you at the Military Police Force."

"Don't forget to go. As for Sasuke, you don't need to pick him up tonight; I'll handle it."

With that, Uchiha Fugaku casually reached over, took the dango Uchiha Itachi had just bought, and walked away.

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He lied to me? Is this really my dad? He's changed so much.

But I waited in line for so long to buy this limited edition Three-Color Dango, and I hadn't even had a chance to taste it yet.

Uchiha Itachi watched his old man eating the limited edition Three-Color Dango he had just purchased, one skewer after another, and felt a pain in his heart so sharp he couldn't help but twitch.

Even the Mangekyo Sharingan in his eyes began to activate involuntarily.

However, constrained by his father's authority—and primarily because he couldn't beat him—Uchiha Itachi had no choice but to go back and wait in line to buy another portion.

"Uchiha Itachi?"

Hearing someone call his name, Uchiha Itachi was startled, finally snapping out of the daze caused by his father stealing his limited edition dango.

Looking up, Uchiha Itachi realized that the person standing in line ahead of him was actually Anko Mitarashi.

Uchiha Itachi replied.

"Hello, Senior Anko Mitarashi."

Seeing Uchiha Itachi, Anko Mitarashi couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Does Itachi like Three-Color Dango too?"

Itachi glanced at the women and children lined up in front of him and replied instinctively.

"No, I was just thinking about some things and walked here unconsciously."

After saying this, Uchiha Itachi stepped aside and hid himself.

After all, it was already embarrassing enough that his father knew; he didn't want any more people to know that he liked Three-Color Dango.

Anko Mitarashi watched Uchiha Itachi leave with a hint of regret. How could anyone dislike something as delicious as Three-Color Dango?

But that's fine too; I just finished a mission today and have plenty of reward money.

With no one to compete with me, all the remaining dango are mine.