"All right, all right. Stop talking about whether you need to beg me or not. Just tell me already." Uchiha Hikaru shook his head. He felt there was no need to explain such things to them.
"It seems you still don't know much about this village. Since that's the case, why don't I explain it to you? What do you think?"
The Second Prince seemed a little long-winded, but Uchiha Hikaru thought there was no way to stop him, so he could only listen patiently.
"All right, all right, hurry up and tell me. If what you say doesn't satisfy me, then I really won't agree to it." His current feelings seemed quite unusual, and Uchiha Hikaru also needed to gradually handle these matters properly.
As the Second Prince spoke, he displayed a map before them. It showed a village, seemingly drawn by his own hand.
"What is this map? Is it of this village? And why does it seem like there are some strange things around it?" Uchiha Hikaru was truly curious. At that moment, however, he saw faint starlight practically shining from the Second Prince's face.
"Uchiha Hikaru, do you want to guess who drew this?" It was as though he were waiting for praise. At that moment, the Second Prince felt an invisible force pushing him onward.
"No need to guess. It definitely wasn't you. I'll never believe you have that kind of artistic talent." Itachi Uchiha folded up the map, while the Second Prince beside him grew increasingly impatient, as though he wanted to snatch it back.
Afterward, the Second Prince told him that it had taken him a great deal of time. Perhaps no one else could match such an effort, and he had hoped to receive Uchiha Hikaru's praise, but it seemed that would