Beneath a night sky thick with clouds.
Madara Uchiha walked slowly through the Clan Grounds alone.
In the time since Yanbai's arrival, most members of the Uchiha Clan had gradually overcome their compulsive behavior.
Yanbai had shamelessly declared, "The animals only want to look at you because you're good-looking. Other people might want to be watched, but the little animals aren't interested." Everyone found it utterly shameless, yet somehow couldn't help agreeing.
But as of tonight, that shameless Princess was gone.
Madara Uchiha wandered through the Clan Grounds at night.
With an air of entitlement in his stride, dressed in a Uchiha-style robe and in a self-destructive mood, ready to seize any excuse to fight and kill, he roamed the streets of the Clan Grounds late at night like a broken human-shaped toy.
He savored the freedom of the night.
Madara Uchiha knew he would soon have no leisure for this.
"Brother..."
His younger brother Izuna's voice came from behind him.
Tap-
Madara Uchiha stopped.
His fists clenched inside his sleeves.
Truthfully, Madara Uchiha was in a foul mood tonight. The slightest pretext could easily set him off.
Madara Uchiha thought this might be a side effect of his evolved Sharingan.
Sure enough, he still hadn't adequately prepared himself, physically or mentally.
Uchiha Izuna was deeply worried.
Although Madara Uchiha claimed he wasn't upset about parting with Yanbai, and that Yanbai would return sooner or later, Uchiha Izuna had still followed his older brother Madara out late at night.
"Yanbai isn't coming back, is he?"
A trace of hurt colored his voice as Uchiha Izuna gave a lonely smile. "You can tell me the truth, Brother."
At this, Madara Uchiha turned to look at Uchiha Izuna's strained smile. "Izuna, you have no idea what I've been through. Stop guessing and