"Kiyoshi, it's good that you have such resolve."
Fugaku nodded, a faint smile appearing on his stern, old-fashioned face.
Without comparison, there was no harm.
Kiyoshi's proactive attitude truly pleased him.
"I... I'll go too."
Seeing Kiyoshi be the first to volunteer, Uchiha Tekka thought to himself that he could not tarnish the Uchiha Clan's name either, and immediately raised his hand.
With the first and second taking the lead, there soon came a third, a fourth...
Every Uchiha raised a hand.
Even some of the war-opposing Uchiha understood the principle that when the lips were gone, the teeth would grow cold.
The dojutsu clans had to share one understanding: protect their respective "eyes"!
Once the Byakugan completely leaked beyond the village and circulated through the Shinobi World, the Uchiha's Sharingan would become a target of public criticism as well.
After all, Kakashi was still a Konoha shinobi, the Son of the White Fang.
That was entirely different from it leaking outside the village.
The Byakugan obtained in the former case would become a means for Konoha to strike back!
"Kiyoshi, you actually don't need to do this."
Once the headcount was finished, everyone sat down again.
Mikoto turned her head toward Kiyoshi and spoke, revealing her gentle profile.
"It's fine, Sister Mikoto. I want to make a name for myself in the clan. I'm not that young anymore."
Kiyoshi said with a radiant smile.
Mikoto looked at him and felt that Kiyoshi was somewhat innocent.
Yet being able to retain his own colors in the great dye vat that was the Shinobi World was truly not easy.
At that thought, maternal affection welled up in Mikoto's heart, and she felt a little sorry for him.
The scene of Kiyoshi propping up a chair to prepare tea for her and