"Hard to say..."
When it came to when she could return to school, Shingetsu could only helplessly offer a vague answer. With her current identity and circumstances, she really couldn't wander freely around the village.
In fact, even though she stayed holed up in the compound every day, members of the Senju Clan still dared to block the entrance to the Uchiha Clan Compound, clamoring for the Uchiha to return the child. Spies from other countries were also stirring in the shadows, trying to infiltrate Konoha to gather information about her.
Throughout the days when Shingetsu had been unconscious and after she woke, her dad, Hōkaku, stood at the compound entrance fighting the Senju whenever he wasn't doing paperwork. Fierce and valiant, he fought a hundred men at once and never lost. After more than a month, he had practically become Konoha's king of fighters. As for her mom, Tōka, she seemed to be the one handling the spies.
Hōkaku and Tōka came home reeking of blood every day. Even though they always made a point of scrubbing themselves thoroughly in the bathroom before coming near her, Shingetsu could still smell the faint traces of blood.
Even with her staying out of the village, the bloodshed continued unabated. If she still went to school every day like before, wouldn't the Senju Clan have people lying in ambush on every street, waiting for the right moment to throw a sack over her head?
Besides, ever since the last attack, Madara Uchiha's desire to protect her had grown to almost absurd proportions.
The sight of Shingetsu unconscious and covered in blood had probably stirred some painful memories he couldn't bear to revisit. For a while, Madara had been so on edge that he bordered on hysterical. If he couldn't immediately confirm that