Clan Head Hitoshi was tongue-tied and not much of a speaker. The so-called pre-war mobilization ended after he shouted a couple of slogans.
The clan members began collecting their assignments in an orderly fashion, then left to find their respective teams.
At the edge of the field.
In the distance, Sister-in-law Mikoto held Sasuke and merely watched her affair partner from afar. Perhaps mindful of the reputation of her adulterous man, she did not approach too closely while bearing the title of Uchiha Clan Head's Wife.
Pakura, however, had no such concerns.
"Those slogans were deafening. You gave me a fright."
As she adjusted Hyuga Hitoshi's collar, the pretty woman's brows held a trace of worry and unwillingness.
"I'm Scorch Style Yekura. After being ruined by you, you bastard, I became Hyuga Pakura. I'm a member of the Hyuga Clan too, so why won't you let me go?"
As the Hyuga Clan Head's younger wife, she had been ordered to stay home and forbidden from accompanying him.
It was not that Clan Head Hitoshi wanted to keep his woman as a canary. She wanted to help, and her combat power was not low. There would be no problem with her going to the battlefield alongside him.
But he also did not want Pakura, who had finally escaped the battlefield, to experience that feeling all over again.
Besides, the house really needed a mistress to keep watch. Though Yugito Nii had been sealed and could no longer use either the Two-Tails' Chakra or her own Chakra, she was still a genuine Kumogakure elite. Pakura had been keeping an eye on her these past few days.
"And if I can't go, why can she?"
The more she thought about it, the angrier Pakura seemed to become. Her pretty face turned cold as