Chapter 169

He couldn't figure it out.

Why should he ask his teacher about the relationship between the Uchiha and the village?

And then come back to tell his father?

It was fine that he was young and didn't understand, but his father was already the clan head—didn't he even know this kind of thing?

Although Itachi was young, his brain was quite sharp.

Almost in an instant, he figured it out.

His small face darkened.

The corners of his mouth twitched violently, and the look he gave Fugaku was quite complicated.

However.

Although he understood it in his heart, he couldn't say such things.

After all, the person in front of him was his father.

But, he didn't understand.

Could his father, who didn't even know this kind of thing, really handle the relationship between the clan and the village well?

Sigh!

He sighed helplessly, but still nodded.

"Okay, I understand."

"I will ask clearly as soon as possible, Father, don't worry."

Fugaku nodded.

Although his brain wasn't easy to use, he clearly saw Itachi's complicated look.

His cheeks flushed slightly.

But, there was no way!

As a traditional Uchiha, he just wasn't good at playing with his brain.

Otherwise, how could the clan and the village have become like this?

"Good, just remember." Fugaku said in a muffled voice, "Go back and rest early."

Itachi nodded.

He had no interest in chatting with his father; after today's incident, he felt that his father wasn't even as good as himself.

He thought his father wouldn't be able to give any advice on the problems he was thinking about.

So, forget it!

He would just go back and think about it slowly.

After Itachi turned and left the study, he rubbed his brows helplessly.

Being looked down upon by his own son—it would be strange if his mood were good.

However, there was no way.

Thinking about such complicated problems was really not his strong suit.

"Fugaku, what's wrong?" Mikoto walked in, "You chatted with your son for a while, why do you still look like you've been hit?"

"What did you father and son talk about?"

After watching Itachi go back to rest, Mikoto, who had just arrived at the study, saw her husband's appearance.

While finding it a bit funny, she still brewed tea for him gently and then started kneading his shoulders.

She was indeed very curious.

What exactly did her husband and son talk about just now?

Fugaku was, after all, a clan head; why was he in such a melancholy mood?

"I was looked down upon by your son." Fugaku said with a helpless face, "Father's dignity is gone; how should I face Itachi in the future?"

He had a headache.

He was a serious person, especially in front of his son Itachi, where he always put on this posture.

Now that he was looked down upon by his son, could he still be dignified in the future?

Of course.

Regarding his wife's question, Fugaku didn't refuse, but instead gave a simple account.

"So, that's how it is." Mikoto's brows furrowed slightly, then she smiled, "Actually, you should be happy!"

"Our Uchiha's brains aren't good, but now that a character like Jin-kun, who can use his brain and is similar to the Nara clan, has appeared, isn't this worth being happy about?"

"With a teacher like this, no one will be able to fool Itachi in the future."

"A little bit of fatherly dignity—isn't that insignificant?"

"And I told you long ago, you should put on airs as a clan head outside, not at home with your children."

"You are father and son!"

"But that Jin-kun really doesn't look like an Uchiha."

Fugaku nodded slowly upon hearing this.

Yes.

He had discovered this long ago.

If Uchiha Jin didn't have the Sharingan, and a unique Mangekyo at that, he would really think Jin was from the Nara clan, or that Jin's parents had held the wrong baby at the hospital.

Ever since he returned from the Mist battlefield, Uchiha Jin hadn't stepped out of his door, and that lazy posture, along with this wisdom that could see through the fog and reach the core, was typical of a Nara.

But, fortunately.

The appearance of the Mangekyo Sharingan meant no one could question Uchiha Jin's identity.

He could certainly rest completely assured!

Taking a deep breath, Fugaku couldn't help but speak.

"Mikoto, help me consider something."

"The position of Minister of the Police Force given to Jin before was actually just a nominal existence."

"But since Jin has this ability, I want him to truly take office."

"With his wisdom, which is no weaker than the Nara's, he will definitely be able to handle the problems of the village, the villagers, and the Uchiha."

"It's just that I'm afraid other clan members won't be willing."

"What do you think?"

Yes.

Although he had already made the decision to let Jin take office directly, considering the voices within the clan, he couldn't make up his mind for a moment.

Thinking of this, he was worried.

"Fugaku, you're overthinking it." Mikoto said directly, "I don't think it's as complicated as you think."

"You must not forget one point: Jin-kun is the only Mangekyo in the clan."

"Are they really willing to offend an Uchiha with a pair of Mangekyo over such a small matter?"

"Aren't they afraid of Jin making things difficult for them?"

"If they don't rush to curry favor, that's one thing, but to offend someone over such a small matter?"

"How can they be so short-sighted?"

"Fugaku, you are actually very excellent, just a bit indecisive."

"This point is really not good!"

"You are the Uchiha clan head, at least show some dominance!"

Fugaku looked bitter upon hearing this.

He knew his indecisiveness in his heart.

But, he really couldn't change it!

He didn't want to offend anyone and always wanted to find a plan that everyone agreed with.

However, things went against his wishes.

"Alright, I know." Fugaku said helplessly, "I will try my best to change in the future, I promise."

"Mikoto, your idea is very good; it just so happens that tomorrow night is the clan meeting."

"I will propose it then." ===== CHAPTER 170 =====