Elder Ryo studied Uchiha Arata's expression carefully.
He knew very well.....at Arata's age, youth often valued love above life itself.
And with the achievements Arata had already obtained, pride was inevitable.
A proud young man despised being lectured or dictated to, which was why the elder treaded cautiously on topics like these.
Seeing that Arata showed neither irritation nor rejection, Elder Ryo continued:
"These are minor matters and won't shake the foundations of our clan.
Besides, once we relocate the entire clan to Whirlpool Island, it won't be easy to interact with people outside the Uchiha."
His expression grew solemn as he locked eyes with Arata.
"You've probably guessed why I came today. You are the strongest of your generation...our foremost genius.
Your talent has already surpassed even Uchiha Madara at your age."
"And unlike the other Uchiha, you've known how to stay low-key since childhood.
Anyone else with half your current strength would have already stirred chaos in both the clan and Konoha.
But you haven't. That is why I value you so deeply."
He paused before continuing:
"You awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan… and your ocular abilities are far stronger than the typical Mangekyō.
This means your Uchiha bloodline purity is exceptionally high.....possibly even surpassing the line of Uchiha Fugaku."
"That's why I want you to choose a bride from within the clan.....to preserve your bloodline.
If you leave your descendants with an outsider, the purity of our bloodline becomes diluted. Your children may not even awaken the Sharingan."
Arata opened his mouth to speak, but the elder raised a hand to stop him.
"I don't care how many women you have outside, nor will I stop you.
I only hope that in addition to them, you take one...or several....from the Uchiha clan.
Your bloodline is too precious to risk losing. As the Elder, I carry responsibility for its continuation."
"If you have someone in mind, tell me. I'll help persuade her.
Honestly, with your identity, strength, and looks, I doubt any girl in the clan would reject you."
Arata's mouth twitched, yet no words came out.
How was he supposed to explain?
Tell the elder that he already had an Uchiha woman…
That she was pregnant…
And that she happened to be the wife of Fugaku?
If the elder learned that truth, he'd personally dismantle Arata into pieces.
Arata ruffled his hair in frustration.
He had intentionally kept his distance from Uchiha girls for years...
because he'd planned to quietly escape on the night of the clan massacre.
He didn't want attachments.
Now the massacre wouldn't happen…
and the elder was urging him to choose a wife from the clan?
Finding a wife wasn't picking up groceries.....it required emotional foundation!
What a headache!
After making his point clear, Elder Ryo waved Arata out of the room.
Arata stood dazed in the street.
He'd assumed the elder summoned him to reprimand him about Uzuki Yugao.
But instead, the old man encouraged him to marry within the clan....to continue the bloodline.
It matched the clan's current policy after all: produce more children.
Poor Arata.
He helped Fugaku fulfill his mission…
and now he was being assigned one of his own.
Shaking his head, Arata walked home.
Whatever.
He wasn't in a hurry.
He'd think about it later.
By the time he returned, it was already noon.
Uzuki Yugao had woken earlier and was busy cleaning.
Because Arata hadn't lived at home regularly for a while, the house looked tidy on the surface, but dust had gathered in the corners.
The clan had once suggested assigning him a maid...to clean, prepare meals, fetch water.
But Arata had secrets that couldn't be exposed.
Like frequently entering his personal pocket dimension at home…
And previously summoning Mikoto in the middle of the night with the spatial mark.
Such things couldn't be seen by others.
So he rejected the idea, claiming he didn't like being disturbed.
Of course, living alone and lazy, he hardly cleaned, which led to the dusty state of his home.
When Yugao woke up and learned from the shadow clone where he went, she relaxed.
Seeing the dust, she instantly entered "full cleaning mode".
By the time Arata returned, she was already finishing up.
He stepped forward to help but was pushed out of the room immediately.
After waiting a bit in the courtyard, Yugao finally came out.....freshly showered.
Her hair was still damp, droplets sliding down the strands, making her freshly washed face glow even more beautifully.
She grabbed Arata's hand and pulled him outside.
Together they left the Uchiha district and wandered along Konoha's bustling commercial street.
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