Arriving at the reception room, Gento slid the door open and immediately saw Mikoto's graceful figure kneeling properly at the table.
She was wearing a deep purple kimono.
The soft fabric clung closely to her body, outlining the full curves unique to a mature woman.
The collar was slightly open, revealing a small patch of snow-white skin.
The sash around her waist bound her slender waist just right.
Below her waist, her figure became suddenly fuller, lifting the kimono fabric and forming a plump, rounded silhouette.
Her lowered eyelashes, her gentle profile… her entire being exuded the charm unique to a mature woman.
It was precisely the kind of well-proportioned fullness and allure that only a married woman possessed.
Gento looked at Mikoto, a trace of appreciation flashing in his eyes.
Even though he had already seen many of Mikoto's seductive bathing scenes, even through the clothes now, he could imagine the scenery hidden beneath the fabric.
Yet Mikoto's beauty had never been just about her figure.
It was a kind of mature charm that only a married woman possessed.
This kind of mature allure was something a naive girl like Kurenai could never compare to.
As for a woman like Pakura, who lacked such charm, she was even further behind.
The more Gento understood Mikoto, the more he could understand why Cao Cao¹ had been so obsessed with married women back then.
It could only be said: questioning Cao Cao, understanding Cao Cao, becoming Cao Cao, surpassing Cao Cao!
What surprised him a little was that there was also a child kneeling beside Mikoto.
The child was about eight or nine years old, with delicate features and a composure that didn't match his age.
He sat upright with a straight back, his face expressionless, his eyes dark and deep.
It was Mikoto's eldest son: Itachi Uchiha.
Seeing Gento enter, Mikoto bowed slightly, her voice gentle:
"Clan Head, sorry to disturb you."
Gento waved his hand with a smile, his tone casual:
"It's no disturbance. Even if there's nothing, you can come visit my home more often."
Mikoto took it as a polite remark, smiled lightly, and nodded.
Then she slowly spoke, her voice carrying a hint of seriousness:
"I came this time for this child, Itachi."
She turned her head toward Itachi and said softly:
"Show the Clan Head your Sharingan."
Upon hearing this, Itachi raised his eyes, and his pupils were instantly dyed with a trace of crimson.
Black tomoe slowly rotated within his eyes–one, two, three.
Three tomoe rotated slowly within his eye sockets.
"This is… the Three-Tomoe Sharingan!"
A flash of surprise passed through Gento's eyes.
This kid is only eight?
He remembered that in the original story, Itachi had only awakened the third tomoe at around ten years old.
And now, under his influence, the child had advanced this much earlier!
He looked at Mikoto and asked:
"Didn't he just awaken the Two-Tomoe Sharingan last year? How did he already…"
Mikoto did not hide anything, her tone carrying a trace of heartache:
"Last year, Itachi awakened his Sharingan at the clan ancestral hall. Soon after, he graduated early from the Ninja Academy, and then passed the Chunin Exams, becoming a Chunin."
Gento nodded.
With Itachi's talent, he was not surprised by this.
"And this third tomoe…"
Mikoto's expression dimmed slightly:
"After becoming a Chunin, he began taking missions like other ninjas. A few days ago, when he was carrying out a mission with two other teammates, they encountered an accident… only Itachi survived."
She paused and raised her eyes:
"After returning, he awakened the Three-Tomoe."
After listening, Gento fell silent for a moment, then nodded.
Mikoto continued:
"I came to see the Clan Head this time for the arrangements for his future."
Right then, Itachi suddenly spoke.
His voice still carried the softness of a child, yet his words revealed a calmness far beyond his age:
"I don't want to see my teammates die in front of me again. Please assign me to a Jonin team."
Hearing this, Gento narrowed his eyes slightly.
Those words were indeed something Itachi would say.
The casualty rate of the previous mission had been so high; it was obvious that some teammates had held him back.
With Itachi's talent, he indeed deserved more rigorous training.
Moreover, now that he had awakened the Three-Tomoe, he already possessed the strength of a Jonin. No matter which team he joined, he would not be a weak link.
Seeing Gento pondering, Mikoto asked softly:
"I wonder what suggestions the Clan Head has?"
Gento thought for a moment and asked:
"Fugaku is quite experienced. Doesn't he have any ideas?"
Hearing this, Mikoto's expression changed slightly, and a trace of displeasure entered her voice:
"Fugaku wants to send him to the Hokage's Anbu. But with the current relationship between the clan and the village… in any case, I'm unwilling."
She paused, her voice lowering a bit:
"We've already argued about this several times."
Gento did not respond. Instead, he looked at Itachi and suddenly asked:
"Itachi, what do you think is the most important duty of a ninja?"
Hearing this, Itachi was slightly stunned.
He lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought.
After a moment, as if recalling something, a trace of softness suddenly surfaced on his originally cold face.
He lifted his eyes and looked at Gento:
"It's to protect family."
Hearing this, Mikoto was as stunned as itachi. Then a gentle smile appeared on her face, and the way she looked at her son was filled with relief.
Gento nodded, thoughtful.
Afterward, he looked at Mikoto and said:
"In that case, how about letting him join the clan's Anbu?"
Upon hearing this, undisguised joy immediately appeared on Mikoto's face.
Now, who in the clan didn't know that the Anbu led by Shisui not only had excellent treatment, but all its members were experts who had awakened the Sharingan.
Entering the Anbu was exactly the outcome she had hoped for the most.
This was also the reason she had come to find Gento today.
After hearing this, Itachi's eyes flickered, revealing a hint of eagerness.
Seeing that neither of them objected, Gento made the decision:
"Then it's settled. Itachi, go report to Shisui right now. Tell him I want him to personally guide you."
"From now on, you'll join Shisui's squad directly."
A trace of excitement flashed in Mikoto's eyes.
She hadn't expected the Clan Head to value Itachi so highly, arranging for him to be placed by Shisui's side right away.
Now, who in the clan couldn't see that the Clan Head favored Shisui?
Hearing this, Itachi immediately stood up, walked to Gento, knelt on one knee, and lowered his head:
"Yes!"
After speaking, he stood up and turned to leave.
Only Gento and Mikoto remained in the room, a lone man and woman.
Mikoto was still immersed in the joy of her son's future being settled. With a smile on her face, she said to Gento:
"Thank you so much, Clan Head!"
"In the future, I will definitely repay you properly."
"Sasuke is probably hungry at home and waiting for me to go back and feed him."
As she spoke, she prepared to take her leave:
"In that case, I won't disturb you any longer."
She rose from the tatami.
The sash of her kimono outlined her slender waist, while her full, rounded curves were rendered especially eye-catching.
The proportion between her waist and hips was just right; carrying the fullness unique to a mature woman without appearing bloated.
As she moved, the fabric swayed gently, clinging to her body and revealing faint, indistinct curves beneath.
Gento looked at her back, his mind involuntarily stirring.
He subconsciously rubbed the Mangekyo Dojutsu Copy Card in his hand.
Should he… take this opportunity to use this precious Kotoamatsukami on her?
Mikoto was an S-rank Kunoichi recognized by the system.
If he secured her, he would at least get an S-rank treasure chest!
Not to mention he would also obtain someone like Mikoto… such a top-tier married woman.
Seeing that Mikoto had already reached the doorway, her slender waist and full curves swaying gently with each step…
Gento couldn't help but swallow.
In the end, he steeled his heart.
Do it!
"Mikoto!"
He called out.
Hearing his voice, Mikoto stopped and turned back, a hint of confusion in her eyes.
Gento raised his hand, the Mangekyo Dojutsu Copy Card aimed at her.
"Activate–Kotoamatsukami!"
The card slowly dissipated in his hand.
Mikoto's eyes instantly became hollow and unfocused.
Gento stared at her and began altering her will:
"You don't truly love Fugaku. The person you truly love is me, Gento Uchiha."
"You and Fugaku are only putting on an act. Your true identity is my lover. We often secretly meet behind Fugaku's back."
"From now on, you also greatly enjoy this kind of relationship between us."
As his words fell.
Mikoto's hollow eyes gradually regained their light.
However, when she looked at Gento again, her gaze had changed.
Her eyes flowed with charm as she looked at him with a seductive softness.
Her body, which had been heading toward the door, suddenly turned and slowly walked toward Gento.
With a flirtatious expression, she spoke softly:
"Gento, ever since I had Sasuke, Fugaku hasn't touched my body anymore…"
"I… want it…"
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¹ Cao Cao was a powerful warlord and strategist in late Eastern Han China.
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