News that the Uchiha Patriarch and Hyuga Patriarch were sitting down at a ran shop with the Hokage’s aide would probably raise eyebrows...
Actually, a lot of people in Konoha had already gotten used to it.
Because that aide of theirs had always done things his own way, and nobody found it weird when the Uchiha Patriarch went along with it.
It was the Hyuga Patriarch that made the scene feel a bit out of the ordinary.
After all, the Hyuga clan really cared about appearances.
When word got out, it was probably only the Hyuga mbers who’d be uncomfortable.
Their clan leader, sitting at Ichiraku Ran slurping noodles with his son-in-law\...
"Teuchi, three bowls of ran. One of them, sa as usual."
"Just a mont!"
Teuchi smiled and got to work, while outside the door, Fugaku noticed that Hiashi looked a little uneasy.
"Let’s go."
It’s just ran, no big deal—only the Hyuga clan would make a fuss about sothing like this.
Fugaku lifted the curtain and sat down next to Yan. Hiashi stood there awkwardly for a mont, then finally clenched his teeth and stepped forward.
"I thought you guys weren’t coming in."
Seeing the two big clan leaders sitting down, Yan couldn’t help but grin teasingly. Fugaku stayed calm, but Hiashi looked a little uncomfortable.
"Yan, maybe next ti we should pick a more proper place."
Hiashi wasn’t looking down on Ichiraku Ran. It’s just that the Hyuga clan had too many rules. If word got out that he was sitting here eating ran, it would definitely stir up complaints from the clan.
Thankfully, Yan was the one leading the way, and Fugaku was also here, so most people in the clan wouldn’t dare speak up.
"The Hyuga clan just has too many rules."
Yan shook his head, picked up his chopsticks, and dug in. After slurping down a couple bites of ran, he continued,
"You two don’t need to overthink this whole thing. Just stay calm and wait. The war might not even involve our Konohagakure."
"Even if soone wants to drag us into it, it won’t be that easy."
"We’re going to war?"
Teuchi had just finished making Fugaku and Hiashi’s ran when he overheard that last part, and he instantly looked shocked.
Yan looked up and smiled.
"Sothing big just happened in the Land of Wind. It’s going to pull in Sunagakure and Kirigakure, but it doesn’t involve us. The news hasn’t gone public yet, so I can’t say too much."
As he spoke, he made a small hand gesture.
Teuchi nodded.
"Don’t worry. I’ll keep it to myself. Until the news is made official, I won’t say a word."
To be honest, Teuchi was a good guy. And when it ca to keeping secrets, he was solid.
He never blabbed about anything.
And even if the news did get out, it wouldn’t matter much. They wouldn’t be able to hide it for long anyway.
"So the war really can’t be avoided now?"
Fugaku asked as he took a few bites of ran. Judging by how natural he looked, it seed he’d snuck off for noodles more than a few tis.
Hiashi glanced at him strangely, then clenched his teeth and picked up his chopsticks.
At this point, whatever—might as well eat first.
If anyone in the clan started running their mouth, he’d just throw Yan under the bus.
What?
The Hokage’s assistant offered you ran—you gonna say no?
Can you even say no?
Hiashi was sure those words alone would shut everyone up.
"Yeah, probably."
If the Akatsuki wasn’t involved, maybe things could still be worked out.
As long as they could calm down the Land of Water’s daimyo, even if it ant paying up and apologizing with a long face, it might still be doable.
But with the Akatsuki involved behind the scenes, even if the Land of Water’s Daimyo is willing to accept an apology and compensation, the Akatsuki won’t let things calm down.
This war has to happen.
And not just happen—it needs to get worse. Ideally, it should drag the other villages into it too.
"For now, the only thing we can do is keep the village stable and be ready. In the short term, it won’t affect us."
War isn’t sothing that starts or ends just because soone says so.
There’s always a long period of back-and-forth before it escalates.
And honestly, when it cos to Kirigakure and Sunagakure, it’s not like one’s way stronger than the other.
Their power levels aren’t that different, so once a war breaks out, they’ll probably be stuck in a long tug-of-war.
After finishing his ran, Yan wiped his mouth with a napkin, left so money on the counter, and stood up.
"So we just go on like normal?"
Hiashi also put down his chopsticks and glanced at Fugaku, who was still sipping soup, with a bit of a strange look.
"What else can we do?"
Fugaku put his bowl down with a satisfied smile:
"So things are out of our hands. All we need to do is follow Yan’s lead. He won’t let us down."
"Besides, Yan and Hokage-sama aren’t like the ones who ca before. You don’t need to worry so much anymore."
The Hyuga clan’s ninjas might be more active soon, but that’s mostly for reconnaissance—not to throw them into suicide missions.
Why did Hiashi and Fugaku want to hint at Yan having a talk?
Simple—they care about their own clansn. They just wanted so reassurance, and Yan gave it.
Clan ninjas may be the backbone, but they aren’t disposable.
That might sound harsh, but it’s just the truth.
When war really breaks out, it’s the clans who carry the fight—but the ones who get used up are often the large numbers of average civilian ninjas.
Luckily, both Yan and Tsunade aren’t heartless. They won’t favor one side or intentionally send waves of weaker civilian ninjas to die.
That’s their bottom line.
"Besides, we still have so ti to prepare. The flas of war probably won’t reach Konohagakure right away. Just be ntally ready."
The Uchiha have never feared war!
But things are a bit more complicated with the Hyuga. The branch family is always ready to act, but the main family... let’s just say it’s complicated.
That’s why Fugaku can loudly declare that the Uchiha don’t fear war—Hiashi can’t say the sa.
He’d risk getting slapped in the face by reality.
Konohagakure has started moving.
A group of five-hundred-strong elite ninjas has been gathered. They’re heading to the border under Jiraiya’s lead to set up a camp and prevent any surprises.
At the sa ti, ssenger hawks have been sent out from Konohagakure, flying toward Iwagakure, Kumogakure, and Sunagakure as fast as possible.
As for Kirigakure, they don’t even need a warning—because right now, they’re already in the middle of an ergency eting.
All the higher-ups are shouting, cursing Sunagakure, pointing fingers.
Plenty of them are demanding a full-on counterattack to get justice for the village and the Daimyo.
The Mizukage represents Kirigakure’s pride. And the Daimyo represents the pride of the entire Land of Water.
Now that the Daimyo has been assassinated—and it was clearly Sunagakure’s doing—how could they just let that go?
When the news got back, the higher-ups in Kirigakure Village were completely shocked.
Had Sunagakure lost their minds? Were they tired of living? Were they trying to start a war with Kirigakure?
So a eting with the top officials was called imdiately.
After all, a Daimyo is a red line—an untouchable one. Unless you’re a complete maniac with a death wish, assassinating another country’s Daimyo is basically declaring war.
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