"Sasuke, what's going on?"
Itachi looked at the tense standoff between Sasuke and Madara, sighed, and stepped forward.
"Who's the one getting excited here?" he asked calmly.
Fugaku soon joined, his expression stern. "Uchiha Madara, what's your purpose in stopping my granddaughter? Don't tell me it's just to say hello to Sarada."
Madara raised a hand casually. "Relax. I'm not here to start trouble."
He glanced at each of them in turn before letting his gaze rest on Sarada.
"I just wanted to see how far the new generation of Uchiha has come," he said evenly.
Sasuke's eyes narrowed. His voice turned sharp, cold as steel. "Your era is long gone, Madara. Don't involve yourself in our lives anymore."
Madara smirked faintly. "Sasuke, your hostility hasn't faded one bit."
Just then, Shisui appeared beside Itachi, looking confused. "What's happening here? Why is everyone gathered?"
Madara crossed his arms. "Hmph. Perfect timing. The Uchiha are all here—let's have a clan meeting."
"A meeting?" Sasuke frowned. "What the hell are you talking about?"
Fugaku's tone hardened. "Uchiha Madara, the clan doesn't even exist anymore. What kind of meeting could you possibly have?"
Hearing Fugaku mention that the Uchiha were gone, Itachi quietly turned toward the nearest utility pole, avoiding eye contact with anyone.
Sarada, growing impatient, finally stepped forward.
"Enough already! What are you trying to do? You're not here to 'test my potential' again, are you? Because this is boring. I was about to go see Boruto—I don't have time to deal with this nonsense."
The moment she said Boruto's name, both Sasuke and Fugaku snorted in unison. "Hmph. That yellow-haired brat."
Madara chuckled. "Actually, it's not a big deal. Sasuke's strength may be average—"
Sasuke's eyes twitched.
"—but his daughter is remarkable. To awaken the Mangekyo Sharingan at such a young age… impressive. I intend to take her as my disciple."
Sasuke's face darkened instantly. "Average strength? I could defeat an old fossil like you any day! And you think you're going to take my daughter as your student? Not a chance."
Madara sneered. "Old fossil, huh? Sasuke, aren't you technically a relic of the old era too?"
Sasuke's jaw clenched, teeth grinding. The humiliating memory of being one-punched by the Masked Man flashed through his mind.
At that moment, Sumire Kakei arrived. Spotting Sarada surrounded by her entire clan, she called out, "Sarada!"
Sarada's eyes lit up. "Sumire!" She quickly slipped past the group, grabbed her friend's hand, and pulled her away.
"Your dad and the others…?" Sumire asked nervously.
"Forget them," Sarada said bluntly. "Come on, let's go find Boruto."
As the two girls walked off, Fugaku frowned, watching them go. "Hey, Sasuke. What's Sarada's relationship with that purple-haired girl?"
Sasuke exhaled sharply, his tone mixed with frustration and disbelief. "Naruto's son—the yellow-haired brat—is two-timing."
"What?!" Fugaku's eyes widened in outrage. "That damn brat! He dares mess with my granddaughter and that purple-haired girl?!"
Even Itachi looked stunned. "Wait… Naruto's son did what to my niece?"
A few meters away, Tobirama Senju stood hidden behind a tree, eavesdropping.
He had originally come to speak with Sumire, but after that awkward dance they'd shared, he wasn't sure how to face her.
Now, overhearing the conversation, he frowned deeply. "What are those Uchihas plotting now? Are they planning another rebellion? I'd better step in."
He approached cautiously and caught the words "two-timing."
Tobirama froze. "Wait… two-timing? What the hell are you all talking about?"
Madara gave him a sideways glance. "Tobirama, what business of yours are Uchiha family matters?"
Unfazed, Tobirama folded his arms. "Did I just hear you say Naruto's son is dating both Sarada and Sumire Kakei?"
Madara's lips curled. "Oh? So the purple-haired girl's name is Sumire Kakei. You seem to care about her quite a bit, Tobirama."
Madara turned to Sasuke. "So, as Sarada's father, you haven't done anything about this? Naruto's son is two-timing—shouldn't you… remove one?"
He made a casual throat-slitting gesture.
Tobirama's face went pale. "You evil bastard! What are you planning to do?"
Madara scoffed. "This is an Uchiha matter. Stay out of it."
Sasuke clenched his fists. "That yellow-haired brat needs to be taught a lesson."
Fugaku nodded firmly. "Minato's grandson dares treat my granddaughter like this? Unforgivable."
Shisui hesitated. "But… he's Naruto's son. Isn't that kind of—"
"So what?" Sasuke interrupted coldly. "I'll keep Naruto busy. The rest of you go rough up the brat. Break his leg if you have to."
Fugaku smirked. "Sounds good to me."
Madara turned to Tobirama with a smirk. "Well? You clearly care about that purple-haired girl. Want to come teach the boy a lesson?"
Tobirama's eyes darkened. "Sumire Kakei… she's trained so hard—gone through so much—for that boy's sake. And this is how he repays her? With betrayal?"
His voice dropped an octave. "Two-timing! Naruto, you've failed as a parent. I'll handle your son myself!"
And so, six powerful men—Madara, Sasuke, Fugaku, Itachi, Shisui, and Tobirama—marched off together, united under one ridiculous cause: to "teach Boruto a lesson."
Just as they were leaving, a sharp voice called out:
"Tobirama! Why are you walking with the Uchiha?!"
It was Mito Uzumaki, standing beside Hashirama, both staring in disbelief.
Tobirama flinched and jumped aside. "S-Sis! Sister-in-law! It's not what it looks like!"
Sasuke crossed his arms. "First Hokage, we're going to teach that naturally evil Uzumaki brat a lesson."
Mito's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Naturally evil Uzumaki brat? What's that supposed to mean?"
Hashirama blinked in confusion. "Wait… what are you all talking about?"
Sasuke explained the situation, detailing Boruto's "two-timing scandal."
By the time he finished, Hashirama's face was frozen in disbelief. "This… this Naruto's son has really messed up."
Mito shook her head and sighed. "I didn't expect Kushina's grandson to be so unfaithful…"
For a woman who had loved only one man her entire life, this kind of behavior was completely unacceptable.
"But Tobirama," Mito said, her voice stern, "why are you mixed up in their nonsense?"
Tobirama's expression softened slightly. "Because I can't stand seeing Sumire suffer. She's worked so hard, and she doesn't deserve this. As her teacher… I have to do something."
Hashirama rubbed his temples. "Wait. The other girl Naruto's son is seeing is your disciple?"
He sighed deeply. "Tobirama, violence isn't the answer. We should talk to Boruto, help him understand his mistake—"
"Talk?!" Sasuke snapped. "No. That yellow-haired brat needs to be taught a lesson first."
The six of them nodded grimly in agreement, their combined killing intent rising over the streets of Konoha.
Somewhere across the village, Boruto sneezed and frowned. "Weird… why do I feel like something terrible's about to happen?"
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