Hearing Tokino's words, Fugaku was slightly taken aback, then nodded firmly.
After everything he had experienced over the years, Fugaku was no longer the naive man he had once been.
During his years in Konoha, he had truly seen the darkness of this world and understood the many underlying causes of the wars that plagued the Ninja World.
Even great strength could not help him resist or break free!
Bound by his clan and family, he was trapped in a web woven from power and desire. The more he struggled, the tighter it ensnared him!
His own son had carried the burden of this crime, forever etched into his soul, and slaughtered the entire clan. Who knew... that the blood on his hands had been shed to save his family?
Every move the clan made had been under Konoha's watch. They had merely observed, stayed on guard, and waited... waited for the right opportunity...
When the Uchiha hound dared to bare its fangs and bite back... the opportunity must have finally arrived... They were satisfied!
They had crushed the clan in a single night!
If he didn't keep his head down and behave like a dog, what would happen to Mikoto and Sasuke!? What would become of everything Itachi had sacrificed!?
As their father, he could only bear this pain in the most humiliating way!
It was how he showed his guilt to his dead clanmates... how he showed Konoha the Uchiha's weakness... how he showed his children the only thing he had left to offer as their father...
He had tasted desire and regret, pain and excitement, one after another.
When had the proud Uchiha become so utterly humble...?
Perhaps... it had been the moment I became clan head...
The thought flashed through Fugaku's mind, and a trace of