"Sister-in-law?"
Fugaku froze mid-sentence.
He had prepared countless things to say…
But Evan's greeting shut his brain down instantly.
If he didn't know Mikoto had never met this guy,
he would have suspected something scandalous.
"Ah… haha…"
Fugaku forced a dry laugh. "Mikoto is watching Sasuke."
"Oh."
Evan looked visibly disappointed—
as if he might turn around and leave on the spot.
"C-cough… Evan-kun, sit."
Fugaku's eyelid twitched hard.
"We haven't seen each other in a long time."
Evan sat gracefully.
Itachi stood behind Fugaku again, wearing his usual ice-cold face—
though deep down, he was curious.
Would Father ask this annoying man to become his teacher?
Would Evan accept?
A small spark of expectation formed in his heart.
After all, the man who beat Uncle Kenta like a drum…
should only be slightly weaker than Father, right?
Yes—Father was the strongest ninja!
Fugaku poured tea and spoke slowly:
"Ever since we returned from the battlefield, we hardly met again.
And after Orochimaru's defection, you moved into Konoha Prison…"
"I truly felt sorry for you.
How could Orochimaru's crimes be blamed on you?"
"With your service and power, you shouldn't have been treated this way."
Evan remained quiet, simply listening.
The meaning behind Fugaku's words was obvious:
Konoha's higher-ups wronged you.
Come join the Uchihas.
We'll treat you better.
Evan thought:
Konoha's higher-ups are rotten.
But you, Fugaku, are no saint either.
You sacrificed your whole family for your twisted idea of "fatherly love."
You're plenty sick yourself, old man.
But on his face, Evan showed heartfelt gratitude—
a perfect mask of shared indignation.
He knew Fugaku well:
No one surpassed him in endurance, indecision, or sheer emotional instability.
Fugaku set his teacup down, expression darkening.
"And then, suddenly… someone spread rumors about you.
Calling you bloodthirsty. Savage. Ruthless."
"Evan-kun, did you never wonder who did it?"
Evan blinked.
So those were rumors?
Good to know…
He put on a furious expression.
"They said that? No wonder people kept calling me sinister and cruel…
So it was slander!"
"I was almost fooled myself!"
He slapped the table hard.
"Brother Fugaku! Who was so vicious?!"
Fugaku's eyebrow twitched.
Can you not overact?!
He coughed lightly.
"Who else? Only certain people can spread a rumor across Konoha overnight."
"This feels familiar, doesn't it?
Like what happened with White Evan, Hatake Sakumo…"
"You're saying… them?"
Evan widened his eyes dramatically.
"How could they do such a thing?!"
Fugaku's voice deepened.
"Evan-kun, with your strength—forcing Sunagakure and Kirigakure to negotiate peace alone—your reputation soared.
They felt threatened."
"And haven't you noticed?"
"Your fame in Konoha is gradually being erased."
"Some young ninja don't even know who you are.
Some think your reputation is exaggerated."
"Impressive, isn't it? Their scheming."
Little Itachi furrowed his brows.
Father said he forced Suna and Kiri into surrender…?
Is he truly that powerful?
And what did Father mean by this political talk?
Evan sighed dramatically.
"So pitiful…
So coldhearted…"
Fugaku leaned forward.
"Evan-kun, I don't want to see you discouraged."
"How about joining the Police Force?
If you join—
the position of Vice Captain will be yours.
Second only to me."
Evan nearly rolled his eyes.
Ah. So that's the trap.
Itachi was startled.
Father was offering such a high position…
to an outsider?
The Police Force was essentially entirely Uchiha-run.
Giving its second-highest authority to a foreigner…
The clan would riot.
Inside, Evan sneered.
So you want to chain me to the Uchiha clan.
Once I join, Konoha's higher-ups will treat me as one of you—whether I like it or not.
He showed hesitation, longing… and noble detachment.
"…I'll pass. I don't like office jobs."
Itachi: "???"
Rejected?!
Just like that?!
Because he doesn't like working?!
Fugaku stared, stunned.
What kind of reason was that?
"But…"
Evan suddenly looked embarrassed.
Fugaku's eyes lit up. "But what?"
"C-cough… Brother Fugaku, you know…
I'm getting older."
"I wonder… does your clan have any unmarried girls?"
"Maybe Sister-in-law Mikoto could introduce me to one… or two… three is fine too."
"I just want a family."
?(ˊωˋ*)?
Fugaku: "…"
Itachi rolled his eyes so hard they nearly fell out.
Dream on.
Uchiha women don't marry outside the clan.
Bloodline purity and all that.
Fugaku himself frowned at first—
but then he hesitated.
Evan had power rivaling the Fourth Hokage.
And Konoha's higher-ups disliked him.
That made him a valuable ally.
A marriage alliance would bind Evan firmly to the Uchiha.
It would signal to the village—
"The hero of the Third War is on Uchiha's side."
A tremendous boost to their political standing.
Thinking it over, Fugaku gritted his teeth:
"…Fine. I'll have Mikoto look into girls around your age.
We'll arrange meetings."
"Eh?"
Itachi's jaw dropped.
Father actually agreed?!
"Make sure she's pretty," Evan added seriously.
"Like Sister-in-law Mikoto.
Long legs, big chest, not much brain…
Just like Sis-in-law."
"…"
Fugaku's eyebrow twitched violently.
What do you mean "just like Mikoto"?
What part of her is "no brain"?!
He tried to warn him.
"Evan-kun… Women only slow a ninja's sword arm. Moderation is important—"
"I know, I know!" Evan nodded earnestly.
"But I'm at that age…"
Fugaku's eyes narrowed thoughtfully.
Having a weakness is good. Weaknesses can be controlled.
They chatted more.
Fugaku kept trying to pull Evan into the Police Force—
Evan dodged every attempt.
Eventually, Evan asked suddenly:
"Brother Fugaku, where's Sasuke? I haven't seen the kid since he was born. I miss him already."
Fugaku felt his mouth twitch.
You've never even seen him.
"You should visit more often," he said helplessly.
Then turned to his son:
"Itachi, go ask your mother to bring Sasuke out."
Itachi nodded and left.
Moments later, a tall, graceful woman in a kimono walked out.
Evan's eyes lit up instantly.
The loose kimono couldn't hide her elegant curves.
Long black hair draped over her shoulders.
A uniquely beautiful face—
full cheeks, sharp jawline, alluring phoenix eyes,
soft lips curved in a gentle smile.
A calm, dignified mature beauty.
Her full chest rose proudly—
whether naturally large or hiding secret weapons…
who could say?
As for the tiny Sasuke in her arms?
Who cared?
Evan swallowed discreetly.
So this is Uchiha Mikoto?
She's lethal…
"Mikoto, this is Evan-kun—the man I mentioned."
Fugaku smiled warmly. "Evan-kun, my wife, Mikoto."
Evan stood immediately, bowing respectfully.
"Sister-in-law, hello!"
Mikoto's eyes curved sweetly.
"Evan-kun, konnichiwa~"
Evan blinked.
Oh yes.
That's the Mikoto vibe.
….
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