He was a bit confused.
Why did he need to ask his teacher about the relationship between the Uchiha and the village?
And then come back and tell his father?
It was understandable if he, being young, didn't understand, but his father was the clan head, so how could he not be clear about such matters?
Although Itachi was young, his mind was exceptionally sharp.
Almost instantly, he understood.
His small face darkened.
His mouth twitched severely, and the look he gave Fugaku was incredibly complex.
However.
Even though he understood in his heart, he couldn't voice it.
After all, the person in front of him was his own father.
But, he didn't understand.
Could his father, who wasn't even clear about such matters, truly handle the relationship between the clan and the village well?
Sigh!
He sighed helplessly, then nodded and spoke.
"Okay, I understand."
"I will clarify the matter as soon as possible, Father, please rest assured."
Fugaku nodded.
Although his mind wasn't very sharp, he clearly noticed Itachi's complex gaze.
His cheeks flushed slightly.
But, there was nothing he could do!
As a traditional Uchiha, he just wasn't good at using his brain.
Otherwise, why would the clan and the village have ended up this way?
"Good, just remember." Fugaku said in a muffled voice, "Go back and rest early."
Itachi nodded.
He also had no interest in chatting with his father; after today's incident, he felt that his father was not as good as him.
He figured his father wouldn't be able to offer advice on the problems he was contemplating.
So, forget it!
He would go back and think about it slowly himself.
Only after Itachi turned and left the study did he rub his brow helplessly.
Being looked down upon by his own son, it would be strange if his mood improved.
However, there was nothing he could do.
Thinking about such complex problems truly wasn't his strong suit.
"Fugaku, what's wrong?" Mikoto walked in, "You chatted with your son for a bit, why do you look so defeated?"
"What exactly did you two talk about?"
After seeing Itachi off to rest, Mikoto, who had just arrived at the study, saw her husband's appearance.
While finding it a bit amusing, she still gently made tea for him and then began to massage his shoulders.
She was indeed very curious.
What had her husband and son talked about just now?
Fugaku was the head of the clan, after all, so why did he look so melancholic?
"I was looked down upon by your son." Fugaku said with a helpless expression, "My fatherly prestige is gone; how will I face Itachi in the future?"
He had a headache.
It was known that he was a serious person, especially in front of his son Itachi, where he always maintained that demeanor.
Now that his son had scorned him, could he still maintain his authority in the future?
Of course.
Fugaku did not refuse his wife's question; instead, he simply recounted the situation.
"So, that's how it is." Mikoto's brows furrowed slightly, then she smiled brightly, "Actually, you should be happy!"
"Our Uchiha aren't naturally clever, but now we have Jin-kun, someone who can think, similar to a Nara Clan member. Isn't that something to be truly happy about?"
"With a teacher like Jin-kun, Itachi will surely never be fooled by anyone in the future."
"A little bit of fatherly prestige is insignificant, isn't it?"
"And I've told you before, you, as the clan head, should put on airs outside, but why put on airs with your children at home?"
"You are father and son!"
"But that Jin-kun, he really doesn't seem like an Uchiha."
Fugaku nodded slowly at her words.
Yes.
He had noticed that long ago.
If Uchiha Jin didn't have the Sharingan, and a unique Mangekyo at that, he would genuinely think Jin was from the Nara Clan, as if Jin's parents had mixed up babies at the hospital when he was born.
Ever since returning from the Hidden Mist Battlefield, Uchiha Jin had not stepped out of his house, maintaining a lazy demeanor, coupled with his wisdom that could see through confusion and get to the core of matters. He was a typical Nara.
But, luckily.
The appearance of the Mangekyo Sharingan ensured that no one could question Uchiha Jin's identity.
He could, of course, be completely at ease!
Taking a deep breath, Fugaku couldn't help but speak.
"Mikoto, there's something I need your opinion on."
"The Police Chief position I previously gave to Jin was essentially a nominal one."
"But since Jin has this capability, I want him to truly take up the post."
"With his wisdom, which is no less than a Nara's, he will surely be able to handle the issues between the village, the villagers, and the Uchiha."
"However, I'm afraid that other clan members might not agree."
"What do you think?"
Yes.
Although he had already decided to directly appoint Jin, he hesitated, considering the voices within the clan.
Thinking of this, he frowned with worry.
"Fugaku, you're overthinking it." Mikoto said directly, "I don't think it's as complicated as you imagine."
"You must not forget one thing: Jin-kun is the only Mangekyo in the clan."
"Are they truly willing to offend an Uchiha with a Mangekyo over such a small matter?"
"Aren't they afraid Jin will make things difficult for them?"
"Not only are they not rushing to win him over, but they're also offending him over such a small thing?"
"How clueless can they be?"
"Fugaku, you are actually very capable, you just tend to be indecisive."
"This point is really not good!"
"You are the head of the Uchiha, at least show some dominance!"
Fugaku listened, a bitter expression on his face.
He knew in his heart about his indecisiveness.
But, he really couldn't change it!
He didn't want to offend anyone and always tried to find a solution that everyone would agree to.
However, things rarely went as planned.
"Alright, I understand." Fugaku said helplessly, "I'll try my best to change in the future, I promise."
"Mikoto, your idea is excellent. The clan meeting is precisely tomorrow night."
"At that time, I will propose it."