Changing Course to the Land of Hot Water

Naruto, who was currently peeing like a waterfall, had somehow fallen soundly asleep with his eyes closed, completely unaffected.

"White Zetsu, bring water!"

Madara stiffly raised a hand to wipe his face, but his palm froze halfway.

Half of White Zetsu's head emerged from a crack in the floor again.

"Master, should you wash your hair first, or change the diaper first? I observed the procedures at a mother-and-baby supply store..."

"Shut up."

Madara stared silently at White Zetsu for three breaths.

He carried Naruto to the washbasin, moving more carefully than when he tore down buildings with his bare hands.

The moment Naruto left his arms, the child began to whimper, forcing Madara to immediately gather him back into his embrace.

White Zetsu delivered a dry cloth from underground, and Madara paused after taking it.

In the end, he endured the stench of urine all over his head and changed Naruto into a dry swaddle first, only then washing the urine from his face with a dark expression.

As night fell, at the edge of the Uchiha compound.

Fugaku had just finished dealing with the Police Force's complicated official business and dragged his weary steps to the front of his home.

He caught sight of a figure wrapped in a black robe lurking suspiciously by the wall, holding a bundle.

Fugaku's gaze sharpened. Thinking it was some reckless vagrant thief who had come to steal a child, he placed a hand on his sword hilt and quietly stepped forward, ready to draw his blade and strike.

But when he got closer, the black-robed figure turned around, and he came face-to-face with a pair of murderous Rinnegan!

Madara, reeking strangely of urine, stood there with a grim expression.

He was also holding a softly whimpering infant in his arms.

Fugaku