Chapter 37

"How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air?"

Hearing this, Uchiha Madara shouted at Uchiha Gin with a red face. If he had known, he wouldn't have revealed his heart to this unreliable cousin.

"I thought you were old enough to give me some constructive advice, but I didn't expect you to be such a shallow person! I, Madara, am ashamed to be with you."

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and snatched the door out like the wind.

"Hey, don't go! Let me give you some tips, otherwise, you'll be pressed under someone for the rest of your life!"

Uchiha Gin made a megaphone with his hands and shouted loudly at Uchiha Madara's back, attracting a lot of side glances from passersby in the corridor, who began to whisper.

Uchiha Madara wished he had two more legs to escape from this place of right and wrong.

Izuna at the door saw his big brother's miserable escape, immediately put down the medicine he had just received, and chased after him, staging a youth chase drama.

Uchiha Tajima, who was confused, looked at his two sons running away one after another, turned his head, and asked with a face full of doubt,

"A-Gin, how did you tease Madara again?"

"Hehe, nothing. You can go back and ask Izuna. He said he wanted to report this matter to you personally."

Uchiha Gin narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Truly too rude. I will definitely educate this child well when I go back."

Uchiha Tajima shook his head, as if feeling sorry for Uchiha Madara's behavior.

"Cousin-uncle, saying that really treats me as an outsider."

In private, when there were no outsiders, Uchiha Tajima would let Uchiha Gin call him uncle instead of clan leader.

"A-Gin, it's my mistake. You just came back from a mission, and I let you go to work without giving you any time to rest."

Uchiha Tajima self-reflected with a face full of guilt.

"You saying that makes it distant. It's all my own fault for not being skilled enough and getting injured by the Senju clan."

Uchiha Gin had heard the conversation between Madara and Izuna when he woke up just now. His coma was defined by Uchiha Miao as being caused by an old injury from the last mission. He didn't want to expose his behavior, so he naturally went down the slope.

"The head injury should be well recuperated, don't leave any sequelae."

Uchiha Tajima patted Uchiha Gin on the shoulder, acting like a kind elder.

But from the other party's eyes, Uchiha Gin vaguely sensed a flash of scrutiny.

"A-Gin, the mission report from last time hasn't been finished yet, right? After you encountered the Uzumaki clan, what happened? Did you encounter any suspicious people?"

After comforting Uchiha Gin, Uchiha Tajima brought up the last mission casually.

Thinking carefully, when he made the report last time, because he exposed the Sharingan, the report was forcibly interrupted, and it wasn't made up later.

"After we encountered the Uzumaki clan, because of the gap in numbers and strength, we soon had no power to parry."

Uchiha Gin, who was thinking, thought for a while and began to narrate, "The muscular man who led them beat Captain Fenghuo until he retreated repeatedly. Fortunately, I caught a young Uzumaki clansman in the forest."

Recalling Uzumaki Mito's cute bun hair, Uchiha Gin continued with a smile,

"That Uzumaki clan child seemed to have a very important status. I used her as a hostage to lure away the muscular man, and finally reached a deal with the other party. I released the child, and he let us go."

After listening to Uchiha Gin's half-true and half-false narration, Uchiha Tajima nodded,

"Calm in the face of danger, worthy of being my nephew."

"All thanks to cousin-uncle's usual cultivation."

Uchiha Gin complimented.

"Didn't you encounter any strange people or things?"

Uchiha Tajima asked again, unwilling to give up.

"Uh... you mentioning it reminds me. That Uzumaki clan child took out a ninja tool to resist while I was capturing her."

Uchiha Gin hammered his hand, as if remembering something.

"What ninja tool?"

Uchiha Tajima became interested.

"Just a pearl, nothing special. After the other party cast it, only a rune hit me, but there was no special reaction after it hit. Maybe it was broken."

Uchiha Gin shrugged, indicating there was no discomfort.

"Where did it hit?"

"Here."

Uchiha Gin pointed to his head.

"Is that so? Then Gin, you rest well. Don't go to work recently."

Uchiha Tajima first frowned imperceptibly, then stood up and said to Uchiha Gin.

"I'm already fine. I can go to work as usual tomorrow."

Uchiha Gin got off the bed and did a few high-difficulty movements for Uchiha Tajima to prove he had no problems.

"Alright, don't force yourself."

Uchiha Tajima, who couldn't refuse, had to nod and agree.

Uchiha Gin watched cousin-uncle leave with a smile. After the other party walked far away, the smile rippling on Uchiha Gin's face faded.

This Uchiha Tajima was hiding something from him.

During their exchange just now, Uchiha Gin didn't know how, but a sense arose in his heart, and that sense told him that Uchiha Tajima had extremely subtle malice toward him.

"Is it an illusion?"

Uchiha Gin thought to himself, but once this feeling took root, it couldn't be easily removed.

After a while, Uchiha Gin, who had packed up, said goodbye to the hospital bed. Seeing that it wasn't early, he should go home too.

Passing by the vegetable market, he bought a lot of vegetables. In case he didn't come back one day, he could let that little brat Senju Itama hold on for a few days.

Choosing a few durable ingredients, when he was about to pay the vendor, he actually felt a sense of malice from the vendor before him.

This feeling came suddenly, making him confused for a while, and finally, he chose to throw the money to the vendor who was dodging his eyes.

Carrying the things, he walked on the way back with his head down, still silently pondering the feeling just now, whether it was an illusion or something else.

Pushing open the door, there was no Senju Itama to ambush him this time. The originally messy room had actually been cleaned up to look brand new.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Senju Itama, wearing an apron, poked his head out of the kitchen, looking up and down at Uchiha Gin, who had an unhappy face.

"Why so early today?"

"What are you doing, little brat?"

Trying to use the sense just now on Senju Itama, he found no feedback of malice.

"Hmph, I only made my own. If you want to eat, make it yourself!"

Only then did Uchiha Gin discover that this little brat was actually holding a spatula.

"Oh my, you, this young master of the Senju family, can actually cook?"

Uchiha Gin squeezed in curiously, only to see an indescribable mass of matter in the pot,

"Hey, hey, hey, what kind of Lovecraftian dish are you making?"

"Who are you looking down on? Try it, it's absolutely delicious!"

Hearing the questioning in the other party's tone, Senju Itama immediately shoveled a plate of pixelated matter from the pot and handed it to Uchiha Gin.

"Forget it, forget it, I don't have the blessing to enjoy it. I'm afraid that if I eat it, I'll see my Uchiha great-grandmother."

Refusing with ten movements, Uchiha Gin still wanted to live a few more years.

"Don't beg me to let you have a bite later."

Senju Itama was honey-confident, picked up a lump, and stuffed it into his mouth.

A few seconds later...

"I beg you, don't die!"

Looking at Senju Itama, who was foaming at the mouth from being shaken, Uchiha Gin felt extreme remorse in his heart.

If he had known, he would have finished everything in the pot just now. He would have had diarrhea a few times at most, but this little brat was really daring to die.

Fortunately, there was no danger in the end. Senju Itama was shaken by him until he vomited wildly, vomiting everything he had just eaten, and then he saved his life.

Looking at the extremely weak little brat before him, Uchiha Gin felt a lingering fear in his heart. Now this little brat's life was tied to his own. If he had any shortcomings, he would have to lose his life too.

Picking up this little brat, the thin body was very light, and it felt soft and boneless when held. Looking at the little brat's sleeping face again, Uchiha Gin discovered that this little brat didn't look very annoying, and the small round face was even a bit cute.

Shaking his head, he dispelled the strange thoughts in his heart. He wasn't Uchiha Madara, so how could he have any ideas about a man of the Senju clan.

(End of chapter)