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Arriving at the wooden cabin right on time, I found a graceful figure already waiting there.

I studied the woman before me; her skin was like snow, fair and translucent. Her eyes were like clear springs, shimmering with tenderness and charm with every glance, while her lips were naturally crimson, as if ready to drip with sweetness.

She wore no makeup, yet she remained breathtakingly beautiful, like a celestial being descended to the mortal realm.

A pale blue kimono perfectly outlined her exquisite figure, and her long, flowing hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, swaying in the breeze and enhancing her elegant allure.

She gently raised her hand to signal me inside, her every movement radiating a charm that the kimono could not conceal.

Indeed, this person was Uchiha Chen's first wife—Mikoto.

The moment I stepped into the room, a wave of scorching heat struck my back. Mikoto's fiery body gradually pressed against Uchiha Chen, and her parched, crimson lips offered up a passionate kiss.

Although this was merely her Shadow Clone, the heart flickering with intense emotion within it was no different from the original.

Once she had calmed down slightly, Uchiha Chen wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and they sat together on the room's only wooden bed. He asked softly, "Is there any particularly important news or intelligence today?"

Hearing Uchiha Chen's question, the previously intoxicated Mikoto regained a measure of clarity. A look of distress crossed her face as she replied, "Chen, there hasn't been any intelligence worth noting all day."

"After all, the Third Shinobi World War has already ended."

"While the shinobi world cannot be called entirely peaceful, large-scale conflicts and tensions have been effectively contained, and all factions are maintaining a relatively restrained attitude."

"The Uchiha Clan achieved glorious military exploits on the battlefield. Although we faced suppression and cutbacks from Danzo and his ilk, the remaining portion was just enough to appease the clan's sentiments, leaving everything calm and undisturbed."

Uchiha Chen did not feel disappointed by Mikoto's response.

This was merely a casual move he had made, a spare piece on the board. If there were gains, it would be a pleasant surprise, but if not, it was of no consequence.

After some deep and affectionate banter with the beauty, Uchiha Chen suddenly recalled his time alone with Izumi earlier that day. Curiosity piqued, he asked, "I heard that Itachi was summoned home from outside. Do you know what happened?"

Hearing Uchiha Chen's inquiry, Mikoto first steadied her breathing, which had grown slightly rapid from their playful teasing, before saying in a charming voice, "This morning, I noticed Sasuke had a slight fever, though it wasn't serious. Who would have thought that by noon, his condition would suddenly worsen, and he wouldn't stop crying."

"Left with no choice, I had to summon Itachi back. After all, the moment Itachi picks Sasuke up, the child stops crying."

Hearing the answer, Uchiha Chen wore a satisfied smile and nodded gently in approval. He then slowly placed his hand on her beautiful cheek, savoring the silky, warm, and smooth sensation before speaking slowly:

"Well done! Next, you must find a suitable excuse to separate Itachi and Izumi. Izumi has become my target; once she comes of age, I will take action."

Yet, Mikoto turned a blind eye to such scumbag remarks from Uchiha Chen. Deep in her heart, she believed that her master was entitled to everything in the world, and for a young girl like Izumi to be favored by me was nothing short of supreme glory. As for Itachi, he should be even more dedicated to offering everything he had to his master.

Thinking of this, Mikoto reached up to cover the spot on her face I had just caressed, responding with full reverence, "Chen, I understand. I will do everything in my power to keep those two apart, and I will cleverly sing your praises in front of Izumi." Having said this, she looked up again and offered another passionate kiss.

After a period of lingering intimacy and whispered endearments, the sky gradually grew dim and overcast. To avoid any unforeseen circumstances, we refrained from anything too reckless. In the blink of an eye, it was time to part ways.

Before leaving, Uchiha Chen solemnly instructed Mikoto once more to ensure she found ways to separate the two and reduce their meetings. With that, he turned and left, his figure vanishing into the night.

Once the figure disappeared from sight, the Mikoto inside the room dispelled her Shadow Clone, which vanished with a soft pop.

Uchiha Chen hurried toward his home, while at the same time, inside the clan leader's house, the family of four was kneeling on the floor, leisurely drinking tea and chatting.

Mikoto and Fugaku sat shoulder to shoulder, while Itachi gazed with infinite tenderness at the adorable Sasuke in his arms.

Suddenly, the massive wave of pleasure from the dispelled Shadow Clone surged through the returning chakra into Mikoto's body. Fortunately, having once been a Jonin, Mikoto relied on her willpower to successfully suppress the impulse, letting no abnormality show.

However, despite this, a flush of red could not help but bloom across her beautiful face.

Facing her oblivious husband and two young, naive children, Mikoto fabricated a random excuse and hurried out of the room.

Reaching the corridor, she looked up at the bright moon hanging in the night sky and the dazzling stars, her longing for me growing ever stronger.

She was lost in her thoughts of me, completely unaware that Fugaku had quietly appeared behind her at some point. A flicker of doubt crossed his eyes, but in the end, he said nothing.

When Mikoto gradually regained her composure, she turned around and caught sight of Fugaku, who had been watching her in silence. Surprised, she couldn't help but ask, "What are you staring at me for?"

Fugaku looked at the gentle, graceful face before him, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly as he said with a smile in his eyes, "I was just admiring my beloved wife, the mother of our children, and wondering why she is so breathtakingly beautiful."

Hearing such praise, Mikoto's cheeks instantly flushed, as if she were embarrassed by the man's compliments. In reality, however, her heart was exceptionally calm; after all, her heart had been withdrawn from her family yesterday and hung entirely upon Uchiha Chen.

As the fake shyness faded from her face, the two stood in silence before walking back into the room together to sit down.

The room was filled with the same laughter and chatter as always; there seemed to be nothing amiss.

Fugaku temporarily set aside his doubts, blending into the warm and harmonious atmosphere.

Night had fallen completely, and Uchiha Chen remained oblivious to the ripples that had occurred at the clan leader's house.

Returning to that quiet, humble home, I finished a simple dinner and sprawled out on the bed in the room, limbs spread wide in a large "X" shape.

Reflecting on everything that had happened today, I felt deeply satisfied.

Not only had I mastered great power, but I had also made initial contact with Izumi. I believe that with more interactions to come, I will eventually hold her heart in my grasp.

Furthermore, I had spent a pleasant time with Mikoto... And so, filled with anticipation for a bright future, I slowly drifted off to sleep.