Uchiha Family Meeting

That evening, the Uchiha clan's upper echelons and all their jonin gathered at Fugaku's home. Even 8-year-old Shisui was present at this clan meeting! Dressed in a robe identical to Obito's, with a striking "two" on the back, no one present dared to underestimate him. Anyone with eyes could see that Shisui had become Obito's right-hand man.

"Lord Obito!"

"Lord Obito!"

As Obito walked into the room, the crowd, who had been chatting, rose to offer their respects. Fugaku also stood up to welcome him.

Obito nodded, and after he sat down, everyone straightened their posture, eyes fixed forward, waiting for him to speak.

The Uchiha clan revered the strong, and the changes Obito had brought to the clan over the years were immense. Not only had he led the Uchiha to develop various industries, boosting their economy, but more importantly, he had forged them into a single, unified force—a powerful cohesion that Fugaku had been unable to achieve.

"What is this? Why is everyone so serious?" Obito said, patting Shisui on the head.

"Lord Obito, the Third Hokage's appointments today clearly intend to push us aside. Everyone in the village knows he is about to step down, and as a candidate, Lord Obito, you..."

"Enough. I came here to tell you all not to pull any petty stunts. Konoha is the Third's Konoha, but it is also our Konoha! I have my own arrangements, so there is no need to worry. What we must do is secure tangible benefits during this upheaval! The weapon processing plants and Explosive Tag factories controlled by the clan are to run at full capacity! Recruit heavily from those displaced by the war, double the overtime pay, and ensure their benefits are kept up!"

"Yes!" Having been led by Obito's correct decisions time and again, the group had developed the habit of obeying his commands.

Uchiha Yashiro looked as if he had something to say but hesitated, and it was hard for Obito not to notice...

"Yashiro, if you have something to say, just say it. Don't look like you're constipated, alright?"

Obito's joke eased the tension, and everyone turned to look at Uchiha Yashiro.

Uchiha Yashiro's status in the clan was similar to Homura's in Konoha; he was the clan's strategist.

"Lord Obito, since you asked, I will speak. If I offend you, please forgive me."

"Your relationship with Lady Tsunade may have been exploited by the Third Hokage. No matter what he does, with Lady Tsunade there, you won't take any overly radical actions..."

"I know. You don't need to worry about that. I promised Tsunade that Konoha will exist forever, and that is all," Obito interrupted Yashiro.

"It was my overthinking..." Uchiha Yashiro said.

"You did well. I am not perfect, and I make mistakes too. We are bound by blood, and I trust you all. In the future, don't hold back; as long as it makes sense, I will take it into consideration."

"Yes!" A sense of being valued welled up in everyone.

Fugaku sighed inwardly: "The steering wheel of the Uchiha vehicle is completely controlled by Obito now. Is this a blessing or a curse..."

"Yashiro, send a few reliable intelligence agents to Amegakure. Find a man named Yahiko and establish an Amegakure branch of the Xiaoxiaosheng Publishing House. Tell them I sent you."

"Understood, I will arrange it immediately," Yashiro said.

After the clan meeting ended, Obito returned home. Shizune had gone to play with Rin; the two had become inseparable best friends.

The little loli Kaguya, having been rejected during her massage, had angrily canceled her summoning and returned to being the Rabbit King.

Obito returned home without turning on the lights, though for him, it made no difference.

After changing his clothes and entering the bedroom, he found Tsunade lying on her side. Even under the thin quilt, her rounded, full hips were visible, like a full moon.

Obito slipped under the covers, pressed against her, and wrapped his arms around her. "Stop pretending to be asleep. You don't sleep in such an elegant posture..."

Tsunade expressed her dissatisfaction by swatting Obito's hand, then immediately covered his palm with her own, fingers interlaced.

Obito understood some of Tsunade's internal conflict. On one side was her man, and on the other was the village her grandfather had founded. What left Obito speechless, however, was that this woman had been heavily brainwashed by the Second and Third Hokage, subconsciously believing that the Uchiha clan would be detrimental to the village...

"Don't worry. I just attended the clan meeting and convinced everyone not to take issue with the Third's decisions. We just need to do our part," Obito whispered in Tsunade's ear.

The stone that had weighed on Tsunade's heart all night finally fell. While happy, she also felt a sense of guilt and sorrow. Obito could sacrifice the clan's interests for her, yet she acted as a tether to restrain him... But the Senju clan only had this village left... Without Konoha, the final mark of the Senju clan in this world would vanish with her death.

Tsunade turned and curled into Obito's embrace, offering a sweet kiss—silence speaking louder than words.

"You, you just think too much. It's true that Konoha was founded by your grandfather, but it also belongs half to the Uchiha clan. Konoha is our shared home, and besides, I have my beloved here. How could I ever do anything to harm Konoha?" Obito patted Tsunade's hip and said.

"I believe you. I still want to learn a foreign language, Teacher Obito~" Tsunade said coquettishly.

"Hehe, today Teacher Obito will teach you a secret code. Lean in."

Tsunade brought her ear to Obito's lips, only to hear him whisper: "Good fortune and prosperity, omit four words."

Tsunade: "???"

Tsunade looked at Obito with a face full of confusion.

Obito held back his laughter and leaned into her ear to explain in a low voice.

Tsunade's expression became increasingly vivid, and finally, her eyes filled with murderous intent. She threw a punch at Obito, raging: "You little thief, how dare you insult me!"

Obito countered by grabbing her fist. With her fist restrained, she tried to sit up on top of him. Obito used his strength to flip her over. Unable to win, Tsunade lay back down and kicked at Obito's face.

Love is sometimes like the unpredictable weather; one moment the sun is shining, radiating heat.

A patch of dark clouds rolls in, and it starts pouring rain. Without sufficient patience and stamina, the long race of love is hard to run to the end.

Fortunately, both Obito and Tsunade were people with excellent stamina and patience.

Tsunade loved the intimacy. Obito held the sweaty Tsunade, gently stroking her hair behind her ears, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.