As soon as he stepped through the door, he froze.
Uchiha Tianrong was gripping a blade, plunging it straight into his heart without a single moment of hesitation. The blade pierced right through his chest, fresh blood dripping down the hilt. Yet a smile hung on his face as he lifted his head to look at Fugaku, his tone as calm as if he were simply commenting on the nice weather. "You're here, and right on time. It seems my old bones are still pretty accurate when it comes to timing."
"Father—you!!"
Fugaku's pupils constricted violently, and he nearly came apart at the seams. Before a single cry of grief could escape his throat, his body had already lunged forward. But it was all too late; Uchiha Tianrong's body was already going limp as he slumped back against the chair.
Fugaku's hands trembled, his voice sounding as though it were being squeezed out from between his teeth. "Why? Why did you have to do this?"
Uchiha Tianrong took a deep breath, using his very last bit of strength to speak. His pace was slow, yet steady. "This is the only way it's the best approach."
"I've already set everything up—you killed me, took my eyes, and then defected from the village."
"Whether it's the Uchiha clan or the Konoha higher-ups, this is the exact result they'll uncover."
"You seizing the Eternal Eye, killing your father, and defecting provides a completely sufficient motive."
"That way, I won't become a burden to you, nor will I turn into a weakness for others to use against you."
"As for Yunko, as long as she doesn't leave with you, she can stay under the clan's protection and continue her life without having to wander around fleeing in the outside world with you."
"I've even