Konoha had many ninja clans, and each had its own clan grounds. Naturally, those grounds needed privacy.
After all, every ninja clan had inherited secret techniques or ninjutsu that could not be shared with outsiders.
Thus, almost every ninja clan had its own barrier around its grounds.
These barriers preserved the clans' secrets and often provided a measure of safety as well. Of course, if there was someone working from the inside, they were hardly any use.
At that moment, Uchiha Gen, Uchiha Hikari, and Uchiha Fugaku, who was counting ants off to the side, were not the only ones at the training ground.
Outside the training ground, many members of the Uchiha Clan stood quietly.
Every Uchiha breathed softly, seemingly afraid of disturbing the two on the field. Yet the Sharingan activated in all their eyes betrayed their inner unrest.
Except...
"Big sis who loves sunflower seeds, make sure you knock Uchiha Gen flat!"
Amid the group of Uchiha, Hatake Sakumo vigorously waved a homemade flag.
Beside him, Kakashi Hatake covered his face in embarrassment.
The Uchiha around them showed no particular reaction. By now, they were thoroughly familiar with Hatake Sakumo.
There was no helping it. The guy acted like everyone's best friend. Over the past while, he had wandered through practically the entire Uchiha Clan's grounds, striking up a conversation with anyone he found.
"Has this guy... always been this shameless?"
Hearing Hatake Sakumo's shouts, Uchiha Hikari looked at Uchiha Gen, speechless and exasperated, and asked.
"Mm, maybe. But doesn't he kind of rub you the wrong way?"
Uchiha Gen spoke with a curious smile.
"Huh?? Why would he rub me the wrong way?? But... now that you mention it, he kind of does. Why is that?"
Taken aback, Uchiha Hikari turned to glance at Hatake