"Jiraiya, what do you plan to do when this war ends?"
Jiraiya looked up at the evening sky and laughed. "Same as before. I'll train on Mount Myoboku. I haven't finished my training there yet.
"Or I might keep wandering, gathering material for my books. Not much different from before. Maybe that's how the rest of my life will go.
"What about you? You're only fifteen, and you're already among the strongest in the Shinobi World. What are your plans?"
Fugaku smiled. "If someone as strong as you still needs to train, I can't afford to slack off.
"I don't have your freedom to wander the Shinobi World. I already know what my future holds.
"Like my father, I'll inherit the positions of Uchiha clan head and Security Force captain. Then I'll marry, have a child, raise him, and teach him to take my place.
"I'll carry on the Uchiha line. For children born into families like ours, our lives are bound to the clan from the moment we're born.
"Especially for an heir like me. There's no room for mistakes."
Jiraiya nodded with feeling. He understood what Fugaku meant.
"I wonder how much longer this war will drag on. Fighting day after day has started to wear me down.
"When it's over, my first stop will be the Land of Hot Water. I'm going to soak in the hot springs and indulge myself."
Fugaku smiled. "It won't be long. In a few days, the Hokage will have figured out the real situation with the Cloud shinobi in the Land of the Moon.
"And once we've wiped out the Cloud shinobi here, we can send support there. Victory is only a matter of time."
Time passed as the two chatted.
Dusk deepened. Many Ninja had fallen asleep against the trees