Now, on top of what her father had said, Uchiha Mikoto could even sense something strange in the way Uchiha Yin looked at her.
When Uchiha Zhi saw Mikoto walk out just then, an awkward look crossed his face.
Uchiha Zhi, who always wore the wise, fox-like expression in front of others, prized nothing more in the world than his daughter, Uchiha Mikoto.
Zhi had a fair idea of what things were like between his daughter and Yin. From Mikoto's expression, he knew he seemed to have made her angry.
"Mikoto, I was only joking. You know how much your father loves to joke. Hahaha."
Zhi laughed awkwardly and shot Yin a look, asking him to play along.
Yin obliged, saying with a straight face, "That's right, Mikoto. Your father was only joking. Don't take it seriously."
"Hmph."
Mikoto gave a displeased snort. For some reason, hearing Yin say that left her feeling faintly stifled.
Am I, Uchiha Mikoto, really that unappealing to you, Uchiha Yin?
The old Mikoto—no, the Mikoto who hadn't gone through what happened yesterday—might even have been happy to hear Yin say that.
But after yesterday, hearing him say it so earnestly made her feel as though he disliked her, and it annoyed her to no end.
If Yin had known what Mikoto was thinking, he would surely have protested. What am I supposed to say to her father? "I really like your daughter. Would you let her marry me?"
If Yin dared say that, Mikoto would probably blast him in the face with a Fire Release jutsu.
Seeing Mikoto grow even more displeased, Zhi and Yin both laughed sheepishly.
As Zhi laughed, a trace of delight—and worry—appeared in his eyes.
Yin might not have noticed, but how could an old fox like Zhi, who was