"How is your Guard Unit organized? How many people?"
Danzo turned to Fugaku and asked.
"Brother Danzo, eight squads. One handles internal affairs, seven handle fieldwork. Fifteen members per squad, 120 in total."
Fugaku answered truthfully. Having decided to follow Danzo, if he held anything back now, he would have to figure out how to fend off White Fang and that demon.
"All jonin?" Danzo was somewhat surprised by the Military Police Force's size.
"Mostly chunin, with jonin as squad leaders."
Danzo rubbed his chin.
"Set aside forty slots for the various shinobi clans, then recruit thirty civilians. Have them settle disputes among the villagers!"
"First, we need to change the outside impression that the Uchiha don't like to share!"
"Yes!"
Fugaku could not help accepting the order with the bearing of a subordinate.
"Never mind. As your older brother, I'll arrange this for you. I'm still a little uneasy about letting you Uchiha handle things like this..."
If he let the Uchiha divide up the pie, Danzo feared it would end up becoming "charity" toward the other shinobi clans!
Teacher.
With the Uchiha acting like this, was there really any need to guard against them?
"Put everything else aside! Bring out the food and wine! My Takahashi brother's getting impatient!"
?
The Uchiha exchanged glances. Was this part of the clan meeting?
"What are you still sitting around for? Hurry up!" Fugaku grew a little anxious. Why did his clansmen suddenly seem so foolish?
Before long, food covered the tables throughout Naka Shrine. Ninja really were efficient.
This was probably the first time the Uchiha's secret meeting place had ever smelled the aroma of food.
By now, Danzo had his arms slung around his three younger brothers' shoulders, without a trace of his earlier seriousness.
That old man Setsuna