Early the next morning.
At Fugaku's home, the family of four was enjoying a delicious breakfast.
Space rippled and twisted, and a certain shameless fellow appeared out of thin air. Seeing the spread, he made himself at home and sat down with practiced ease. "You don't mind setting out another pair of chopsticks, do you?"
Mikoto and Itachi were long used to this. Ever considerate, Itachi went to fetch him a set of utensils without being asked.
Sasuke looked utterly disgusted, while several veins bulged on Fugaku's forehead. Unable to help himself, Fugaku grumbled, "You're even freeloading off us for breakfast now? Could you at least show a little courtesy?"
"Why would I stand on ceremony with you?"
Shinichi casually plucked the tempura off Fugaku's plate and chuckled. "You're getting on in years. You shouldn't eat so much. Give the younger generation a chance to grow. Take me, for example-even the doctor said I could still have a second growth spurt!"
Ignoring Fugaku's dark expression, Shinichi snatched every last morsel off his plate with lightning speed, giving him no chance to react.
"I'm full!"
Staring at his now-empty plate, Fugaku simply put down his bowl and chopsticks and left the table in a huff.
This was going too far!
He barged into my house to freeload, then openly stole my food. He even used Kamui to snatch my favorite tempura! Could he possibly be any more outrageous?
"Dear, are you really full?"
Mikoto sounded a little concerned.
"Leave him be. A grown man throwing a tantrum."
Shinichi curled his lip, then casually took a piece of meat from Uchiha Sasuke's plate as well.
Uchiha Sasuke was furious but dared not say a word. Like his father, he could only stew in silence.
Itachi, on the other hand, doted on his