Sakura finished the senbei in her hand.
The senbei gifted by Grandma Jīng was just enough to temporarily relieve hunger without affecting the appetite for a formal dinner.
A cute, kind, and understanding old lady.
She finally remembered why these two old folks looked familiar…
in the flashback scenes when Sasuke recalled Uchiha Itachi’s crimes on the night of the clan massacre, their figures had appeared…
a couple named Uchiha, but not Ninjas, instead ordinary people who made a living by running an eatery.
Naruto, suddenly informed of “White Fang’s” death by Sakura, fell silent, while Grandpa Teyaki, who had experienced too much life and death, remained calm.
“Yes, his death was a great pity, but his son did not bring shame to his father’s name. I heard he also showed great skill in the Third Great Ninja War just like his father and even became a disciple of the Fourth Hokage.”
Naruto’s gaze became vacant again; under the Third Hokage’s ban, he was almost entirely ignorant of the composition of Konoha’s Ninjas.
This was normal; if Naruto knew, he would have guessed long ago that his father was the Fourth Hokage Minato Namikaze.
How could he have waited until the Chakra left by Minato Namikaze before his death appeared within him to admit their relationship before Naruto confirmed his heritage.
Sakura was the one among the four who knew best that the son of “White Fang” whom Grandpa Teyaki spoke of was the future Jonin instructor of Team 7, Kakashi Hatake.
She felt that the current Ino and Sasuke also knew of Kakashi Hatake, after all, the two were from Ninja clans, but they probably only knew the name and weren’t as “knowledgeable” as Sakura.
“What a pity, those days can never be returned to…”
Grandpa Teyaki suddenly blurted out a lament and then fell into a long silence.
Sakura and the others looked at each other, not knowing how to respond, but Grandpa Teyaki took the initiative to end the conversation and urged everyone to leave: “It’s getting late. If you’re going to Little Sasuke’s house as guests, hurry up, or it’ll be too late when you head home.”
Sakura smiled, appearing unconcerned: “If it’s too late, I’ll just sleep at Sasuke’s house. The clan head’s house must have plenty of guest rooms, right?”
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“Wait! I haven’t told my family that I’m not coming back…”
Ino finally realized the flaw in her tailing plan, and a look of nervousness appeared on her face.
If her father, the head of the intelligence department, found out his daughter hadn’t come home, there’s no telling what wild thoughts he’d have.
After running scenarios of spy infiltrations and enemy vendettas through his head…
he’d probably blow the matter up to the Third Hokage.
Sakura showed an expected expression and said: “It’s fine. I noticed when you started tailing me. While we were still near the school, I asked the maid beside Hinata to help send a message to your house for me.”
“You guy, you already planned to come to my house during the combat class, didn’t you? All those questions you asked me during the combat class were actually preparations for this, weren’t they?”
Hinata was picked up and dropped off by a maid from the Hyuga branch family every day; everyone knew this, after all, that young mistress was almost kidnapped from Konoha when she was even younger.
A gust of wind whistled past in the evening; the wind was too loud, she didn’t hear Sasuke’s questioning.
Sakura ignored the inquiry.
Sasuke, you’re so sharp it makes me dislike you.
Can’t you learn from Naruto?
Sakura glanced at Naruto, whose eyes were clear—pure innocence!
Can’t stay here any longer!
Sakura hurriedly bid farewell to Grandma Jīng and Grandpa Teyaki, taking Ino’s hand to lead the way out.
“Hey! Sakura! You don’t even know where my house is, why are you walking in front of me? You heard my question just now, didn’t you? Hey! Don’t play deaf and dumb… Dammit, Naruto, don’t stuff your unfinished senbei into my hand!” This chapter was copied from novelping.com without permission.
…And behind them, Grandpa Teyaki, who watched everyone leave with a kind gaze, heard the bickering between Sasuke and Sakura’s group and sighed in a low voice:
“Since the Fourth Hokage passed away, there hasn’t been anyone who could treat the Uchiha as approachably as that pink-haired little girl.”
Grandpa Teyaki remembered Kakashi Hatake not entirely because of Kakashi’s excellence, but also because of Kakashi Hatake’s companion—Uchiha Obito.
From the founding of Konoha until now, the Uchiha Clan’s most relaxed time was during the days when the Fourth Hokage held power.
Unlike the Second Hokage, who placed Uchiha Kagami into his direct Ninja squad, the Fourth Hokage’s way of handling Ninjas from the Uchiha Clan went a step further; Uchiha clansmen became the Hokage’s students.
This kindness originating from the Fourth Hokage brought a honeymoon period between the Uchiha Clan and Konoha that was as brief as a dream.
The return of the Nine-Tails Rampage, the death of the Fourth Hokage, and the current state of the Uchiha Clan.
Even though Teyaki was not a Ninja, he had lived long enough to understand the crisis within better than the young people.
But like the Fourth Hokage, he firmly believed that the Uchiha and Konoha were inseparable.
The young talents of the Uchiha Clan—Shisui and Itachi—were both working hard to eliminate the Konoha high-ranking officials’ wariness of the Uchiha and to integrate the Uchiha into Konoha.
And Sasuke’s friends also allowed Teyaki to see Konoha’s attitude.
“Old woman, Little Sasuke is a good child.”
Grandpa Teyaki looked at Grandma Jīng by his side, feeling this peaceful moment.
“Yes, and not just Little Sasuke, Itachi is a good child too.”
Grandma Jīng reminded Grandpa Teyaki that there was no difference in the tenderness held by those brothers they had watched grow up.
“Yes, Itachi is a good child too.”