When Sasuke arrived at the Uchiha District, every street he passed was pitch-black.
Sasuke had long since grown used to this. After his class graduated from the Ninja Academy, the other clan members living in the district had taken their children who had finished school and, with Teacher Shin's help, left Konoha for the new clan district.
He had asked his mother and brother why they stayed here instead of leaving with the others. Sasuke might have been young, but he still knew that, no matter what, their fellow clan members were far closer to them than the people in the village.
Mikoto and Itachi could hardly tell him that it was the Clan Leader's order. Instead, they both said that staying in Konoha would be better for his future. After all, Konoha was the foremost Ninja Village in the Shinobi World.
Sasuke shook his head and put the matter aside for now. His home was already right in front of him, and he could see the lights inside.
As Sasuke entered the courtyard, a smile crept onto his face. He could already smell the food. After a full day of missions, he was exhausted and hungry, and at times like this, he missed his mother's cooking most of all.
But something unsettled him: the house was far too quiet. His mother had told him that both his father and brother would be coming home today.
Shouldn't this be when the house was at its liveliest? Even if Kana and Yuta were already asleep, Mother should still be talking with Father and my brother.
Just as Sasuke stepped into the house and was about to speak, he spotted a figure lying on the floor ahead of him. The words on his lips died in his throat.
Sasuke hurried forward and