"How could I make them turn against each other?"
"Attack the Sarutobi Clan and frame Danzo?"
"Or attack Danzo's clan and frame Hiruzen Sarutobi?"
"Either could be tried."
"Whichever works better, use that one."
A bell rang.
The students hurriedly stood up. Iruka had been talking about the Will of Fire with great enthusiasm, but most of the students could no longer listen, forcing Iruka to stop.
Because Iruka knew that if he stopped the students from leaving class at this moment, it would have the opposite effect on promoting and spreading the Will of Fire.
"Class dismissed!"
"Goodbye, Teacher."
The students who had brought lunchboxes took them out one after another.
Those who had not brought lunch went out of the academy, either heading home to eat or visiting the small shops nearby.
Uchiha Setsuna had naturally brought a lunchbox.
For one thing, the Uchiha compound was far from the village center, situated at the village's edge.
It had once been closer to the core district.
Uchiha Setsuna had not lived through that era.
For another, in the small shops outside, Uchiha Setsuna could easily feel those hostile and discriminatory stares.
Why did Naruto like going to Ichiraku Ramen so much?
Good taste was only one part of it.
No matter how delicious something was, one would grow sick of it after eating too much.
That was simply how human taste buds worked.
No matter how tasty something was, if eaten for too long, it would eventually stop tasting good.
Being picky was human nature.
Thinking of this, Uchiha Setsuna could not help recalling something called the God Tongue.
It was the ultimate form of picky taste.
The more delicacies its owner ate, the pickier they became about food. Their standards would rise higher and higher until they looked