Angry Fugaku

Dinnertime.

At the dining table.

Fugaku kept a stern face, his gaze fixed firmly on Sasuke, who was wolfing down food across from him.

What exactly was this guy here for!?

A powerful man suspected of possessing the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan was impersonating his son and openly eating at the same table as him!

Fugaku's mind was a complete mess. He simply could not figure out what this person before him wanted.

If he had not known he was no match for him, he would have seized this guy and tortured him harshly to force out his purpose long ago!

"Honey, why aren't you eating? Is today's food not to your liking? Or has the recent pressure killed your appetite?"

Uchiha Mikoto noticed Fugaku's abnormal behavior and asked with concern on her face.

Fugaku merely nodded without saying anything, though he still picked up his bowl and chopsticks and began eating.

Sasuke did not care what Fugaku was thinking. Right now, food was the only thing in his eyes. Wiping out everything on the table was his sole thought.

It had to be said that Uchiha Mikoto's cooking was truly delicious, no worse than the five-star chefs from his previous life.

With such a skilled, gentle, and virtuous mother, Itachi had actually been able to raise a hand against her in the original story. What an unfilial son!

For the sake of this delicious food, Sasuke would never allow the tragedy from the original story to happen again—such was the simple thought of someone from the great foodie empire.

After taking only a few bites, Fugaku put down his bowl and chopsticks. Eating at the same table as someone so dangerous had completely ruined his appetite.

"What exactly happened, honey? You've been acting very strangely today too!"

Seeing this, Mikoto asked worriedly.

Fugaku shook his head. "Nothing."

After perfunctorily giving that answer, he looked at Sasuke and said:

"Come to my study after you finish eating. I have something very important to discuss with you!"

With that, Fugaku set down his bowl and chopsticks, stood up from the table, and headed toward the study.

Hearing that, Sasuke swallowed all the food in his bowl in one mouthful. He then put down his bowl and chopsticks and said calmly:

"You come to my room. I also have something very important to discuss with you!"

Then he got up and walked toward his room.

Fugaku's body stiffened. He had nearly forgotten that this guy was not his younger son, Uchiha Sasuke, but an impostor who had no reason to show him any respect.

It was Uchiha Mikoto who spoke up instead. "Little Sasuke, is that any way to speak to your father!"

Sasuke turned back at her words and glanced at Fugaku, a disdainful curl on his lips.

"He isn't worthy."

With that, the bedroom door slammed shut with a bang.

"Ugh! What is wrong with you today, child?"

As she spoke, Uchiha Mikoto put down her bowl and chopsticks and rose to head for Sasuke's room, intending to give this disobedient child a proper talking-to. However, Fugaku reached out and stopped her.

"You don't need to do it. I'll make things clear to him myself!"

With a dark face, Fugaku walked into Sasuke's room.

There, he saw that Sasuke had already cleared out an open area in the room, with a small tea table placed in the middle.

Hmm! He had gone out of his way to find that tea table. It made discussions seem more stylish.

Sasuke was sitting on one side of the table. When Fugaku pushed open the door and entered, he pointed to the empty seat opposite him and said casually:

"Come on! Sit down, don't be polite. Make yourself at home!"

Huff!

Fugaku took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

At the same time, he kept frantically telling himself, Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive. I'm no match for him.

About a minute later, Fugaku had finally calmed himself down. At the very least, he no longer had the urge to hit someone!

Sasuke raised an eyebrow at the sight and thought, Not bad, he can really endure. No wonder Fugaku seemed to have the nickname Ninja Turtle in his previous life!

Fugaku sat opposite Sasuke and immediately fired off a string of questions.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you impersonating my son? Where is my son, Uchiha Sasuke, right now? What is your purpose in doing this? What was going on with that eye of yours earlier? Is my son dead or alive? Are you—"

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Sasuke hurriedly interrupted him. "Too many questions. One at a time."

Fugaku frowned but said nothing, quietly waiting for an explanation.

"First, your first question: who am I? That isn't important."

"No! That's very important!" Fugaku suddenly interjected.

"Not important," Sasuke repeated.

"Very important."

"Not important!"

"Very important!"

"Not important!"

"..."

In the end, Fugaku was the first to break the strange conversational deadlock.

After all, he was the anxious one. Sasuke was not anxious in the slightest.

"Fine, you don't have to tell me your identity. Then tell me why you're impersonating my son."

Do you think I wanted to!?

Sasuke complained inwardly, but his expression remained calm and unruffled as he said lightly:

"That question isn't important either!"

Fugaku: "..."

Here we go again! If he had not known he could not beat him, he would have slapped him already.

This was infuriating!

Did being strong really mean he could be this arrogant!?

Yes! Being strong really did mean he could be this arrogant!

Sasuke was in a playful mood right now, not taking Fugaku, a Kage-level powerhouse, seriously at all.

"Then where is my son, Uchiha Sasuke, right now? This question is extremely important. It concerns my son's life or death, so I hope you won't keep dodging the issue!"

Fugaku asked while suppressing his anger.

He was already on the verge of exploding. He was just short of activating his Mangekyō Sharingan and summoning Susanoo!

"Enough! I won't tease you anymore! I can't answer the questions you asked for now. When the time comes, you'll naturally learn the answers."

Well, he finally admitted it, didn't he? This bastard had been teasing him all along!

A hundred thousand alpacas thundered through Fugaku's heart.

Same as before, if he could have beaten him, he would have made a move long ago!

Sasuke did not care what he was thinking and continued:

"Now, you need to face a matter concerning the survival of the Uchiha clan. Do you know that the Uchiha clan is about to be exterminated? I don't know the exact time, but I estimate it will happen within the next few days."

"What!? The Uchiha clan will be exterminated? What kind of joke are you playing!"

Fugaku's attention was instantly diverted.

This news struck him with enormous force, startling him so badly that he shot up from the tatami.

"Impossible, you're absolutely talking nonsense!"

"Even though Konoha's higher-ups have indeed been relentlessly suppressing our clan lately, widening the rift between our clan and the village, I still believe the Third Hokage would never make the insane decision to slaughter the Uchiha clan!"

Fugaku looked utterly unconvinced.

"Heh! You don't believe it because you think too highly of the Third Hokage's character and underestimate just how black-hearted that old man is!"

Sasuke sneered, his face full of mockery and contempt.