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Inside the house, young Sasuke wobbled as he tried to walk towards his father, but Fugaku, upon seeing Sasuke's familiar hairstyle, immediately gave him a cold stare that made the young boy hesitate to move forward.
Seeing Fugaku's increasingly grim expression, Uchiha Mikan naturally understood the situation. Her face stiffened slightly as she glanced at the courtyard outside, took a deep breath, and said in a more serious tone, "Fugaku!"
How old was Uchiha Sasuke? Two years ago, Uchiha Yoru was just a thirteen-year-old boy. Now, Uchiha Mikan cast a somewhat displeased glance at her husband, then put on a political smile.
"Come, Sasuke, let's go find Grandpa Shun to play."
Mutual respect and courtesy! This was a political marriage, but both parties came from influential families, so they naturally maintained their composure and restrained their emotions.
After watching his wife leave with the child, Uchiha Fugaku couldn't help but gaze at Uchiha Yoru, who was teaching Uchiha Itachi in the courtyard.
Perhaps he was being too sensitive, but Mikoto had gone too far. Why couldn't she have chosen something else? Instead, she had dressed Sasuke in the same hairstyle as Yoru from a young age, making people who didn't know the truth think he was Yoru's child.
There was no help for it. Although Uchiha Yoru had focused on Ninjutsu and Taijutsu, his physical development was extremely rapid. Despite being under sixteen, he was already a tall, muscular ninja standing at 1.8 meters. Was he still a child? No child was that strong!
In the courtyard, young Uchiha Itachi, drenched in sweat after his training, brightened up when he saw his mother walking out with Sasuke.
"Mother."
Uchiha Itachi perfectly embodied the etiquette of a noble family. Although he called his mother, his eyes sparkled as he looked at young Sasuke.
Seeing this, Uchiha Yoru couldn't help but mutter to himself, Could it be that being a younger brother's protector is genetic?
"Uchiha Itachi, your training for today is over. Take a rest."
Uchiha Yoru, naturally, wasn't oblivious. He nodded and smiled, then turned to Uchiha Mikan and said, "Big Sister."
However, Uchiha Mikan, who was usually gentle and kind, seemed a bit off today. Her beautiful eyes were filled with dissatisfaction and distance.
Looking at the strong young man before her and then at her own child, Sasuke, Uchiha Mikan shook her head inwardly, feeling a sense of guilt. She nodded slightly and then instructed Uchiha Itachi.
"Uchiha Itachi, take Sasuke and let's go for a walk." As she said this, she seemed to think of something and added, "Uchiha Itachi, take your brother to get a different haircut."
Uchiha Itachi, though mature, didn't catch the underlying meaning. Instead, he gently picked up Sasuke and smiled, "Mother, I think this hairstyle suits Sasuke."
At that moment, Uchiha Itachi's mind was entirely on Sasuke, and he didn't notice the stiffness in his mother's expression.
Uchiha Itachi felt a sense of happiness. Indeed, the hairstyle he had given Sasuke was the most suitable, just like his teacher.
Uchiha Mikan, with a forced smile, led the two children away. However, the smile seemed to carry a hint of dissatisfaction, leaving Uchiha Yoru puzzled and deep in thought.
What had he done to offend the Clan Head's wife? Could it be because he spent too little time personally training Uchiha Itachi? It seemed he needed to pay more attention to Uchiha Itachi in the future.
Thinking about it, as Uchiha Itachi's teacher, he hadn't been as responsible as Shisui.
"Yoru."
Just as Uchiha Yoru was deep in thought, Uchiha Fugaku walked into the courtyard and greeted him.
"Clan Head!"
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In the pavilion of the courtyard, Uchiha Fugaku and Uchiha Yoru were seated respectfully, a pot of hot tea placed between them. The tea ceremony in noble families certainly had its own set of rules.
Although he understood, Uchiha Fugaku couldn't help but frown at the young man before him, especially at his hairstyle. He felt helpless. Although he was the Clan Head, he couldn't force someone to change their hairstyle, especially for such a ridiculous reason.
"Yoru, I heard your Sharingan has evolved to the Three-Tomoe stage."
Although it was a question, Uchiha Fugaku's face was filled with seriousness. Genius! Even if the awakening was a bit late, the speed of evolution was undoubtedly that of a prodigy.
From the Night of the Nine-Tails last year to now, it had only been a year. From opening the Sharingan with one tomoe to evolving to the Three-Tomoe stage, this speed of evolution was among the best in the Uchiha Clan.
Uchiha Yoru had no intention of hiding the fact that his Sharingan had evolved to the Three-Tomoe stage. He was already at the center of attention and needed to leverage every advantage he could.
"Clan Head!" When mentioning the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, Uchiha Yoru maintained a respectful appearance, but his expression carried a hint of sadness.
"Is it because of your subordinates?"
Uchiha Fugaku's calm words made Uchiha Yoru slightly startled, but he wasn't overly surprised. After all, the Seventh Squad of the Police Department had a lot of Uchiha elites, so some information couldn't be hidden from the Clan Head.
Although he didn't reveal the true reason, no one was a fool. The Seventh Squad had been infiltrated like a sieve, with various forces at play. The pressure and betrayal from comrades were the hardest to endure.
Hearing this, Uchiha Yoru showed a sad expression and lowered his head, then pretended to be calm and said, "Clan Head, please rest assured, I'm fine."
A ninja's life is cruel. They are raised as tools from a young age, and the simplest friendships are the most precious, but they face too many choices.
For the Uchiha, opening the Sharingan requires extreme mental stimulation, and even evolution needs such stimulation. This led Uchiha Fugaku to believe that Yoru had experienced some form of mental trauma.
Based on the intelligence, Uchiha Fugaku had already deduced that the rapid evolution of Yoru's Sharingan was due to family pressure and the harsh realities he faced.
"Yoru, all of this is for the Uchiha. The clan will remember everything you have done."
Although Uchiha Fugaku's face remained expressionless and stern, he used all his persuasive skills.
"Yoru, now that you have opened the Three-Tomoe Sharingan and are a clan elite, you are eligible to learn these jutsus that are only taught to clan members with the Three-Tomoe Sharingan."
As the Clan Head, Fugaku, setting aside personal emotions, recognized the contributions of the young man before him and knew he needed to win his loyalty, paving the way for his own son in the future.
When Uchiha Yoru saw the scroll that Clan Head Fugaku took out from his pocket, he showed a look of gratitude and nodded solemnly, "Thank you, Clan Head."
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