Over the next few days, Sunagakure seemed to have lost its appetite for attacking after Yūto's round of enormous Fire Release attacks had frightened them.
For several days straight, they did not launch a single attack.
During that time, clashes occurred only between reconnaissance units.
Yūto's subordinates enjoyed the downtime, spending their days doing odd jobs around the outpost.
They helped clean up, ran meals to the wounded, and cleared the shuriken targets on the training ground.
The work was trivial, but it was safe. They did not see so much as a shadow of a Sunagakure ninja.
Yūto was quite pleased with this, basking in the sun at the outpost every day with his legs crossed.
He devoted all his time to figuring out how to revive the Uchiha Clan.
Then Ebisu crept over furtively. "Yūto, sir, why have you been spacing out so much these past few days?"
Yūto glanced at him. This little pervert came by at least once a day to pester him for an update.
He was a devoted reader of Icha Icha Paradise.
"I'm thinking about the great undertaking of reviving the Uchiha."
Watching Yūto slack off every day, Ebisu would have used force to demand an update long ago if he could have beaten him.
Now that he had heard what was troubling Yūto, Ebisu immediately settled down to think.
How could he help Yūto solve this problem so that he would hurry up and write his novel?
But what good ideas could a little pervert come up with?
"Yūto, sir, if you ask me, having more kids is what really matters!"
Yūto was utterly speechless at his idea. He was a transmigrator from Blue Star.
He knew all too well how miserable it was to be pressured into having children.
"All right,