Shisui had urgent business to attend to. Now that he had Liumu's answer, he wanted to head back immediately and inform everyone.
Watching Shisui hurry away, Han held the second plate of food and grumbled irritably.
"That boy, why is he still so impatient? I already had the food ready."
"Then is the dish I want warmed up yet?"
As he spoke, Liumu wrapped his arms around Han's slender waist from behind.
"You? What... what dish do you want?"
Han's cheeks flushed crimson, and her body trembled as she stammered out the question.
"Aren't you asking what you already know? With such a fine delicacy as you, shouldn't you warm it up for your husband?"
"Ahem..."
Suddenly, Muhan appeared with her ponytail swinging, leaning against the doorway as she watched the two in the living room.
"Uh, can I request some dinner? I'll go do my homework right after. I don't know anything, and I can't hear anything."
"Are you all right?"
Early the next morning.
Fugaku brought Sasuke to the Police Force bright and early.
Looking at Liumu reclining in his chair, he thought he seemed a little tired.
"I'm fine. I only slept two hours last night. A little sleepy."
Fugaku: ...
"The village has been pretty peaceful lately. If it's something minor, you really don't need to work yourself so hard."
Fugaku offered his advice.
Liumu scratched his head, his face reddening, but did not dare tell him the truth.
By then, quite a few people had gradually gathered on the first floor of the Police Force building.
Among the usual Police Force members were several children of five or six.
Even Uchiha Itachi, holding Sasuke Uchiha back, was among them.
"Lord Liumu."
With a bang, a puff of white smoke erupted in the open