"The Four Imperial Guards?"
Upon hearing Uchiha Mirai's words, Uzuki Yugao and the others couldn't help but glance at each other in surprise.
What a cool name.
It sounded prestigious—
And just from the name alone, it was clear that their future status would be extraordinary.
Anbu? Root?
All of that paled in comparison to being part of the Four Imperial Guards.
Mitarashi Anko was the most excited, clapping her hands with a grin.
"I love this name! I'll be the captain then."
Mirai shook his head. "Anko, I've already chosen the captain."
"Yugao will be your leader."
"When I'm not around, you all must follow her orders."
Hearing this, Anko's face immediately fell.
"What?! But I was here first."
"I met scumbag-senpai first, I went shopping and ate with him first…"
"I was first in everything…"
Looking at her sulking expression, Mirai chuckled and ruffled her hair. "Anko, have you been reading too many manga?"
Anko swatted his hand away in protest. "Scumbag-senpai, I'm a grown woman now. Stop treating me like a little kid."
Uchiha Mirai smirked inwardly.
You'll all grow up eventually—but I won't let you waste a single moment of your prime.
"Hey! Scumbag-senpai, what are you thinking?"
"Why do you have that… sketchy look on your face?"
Anko narrowed her eyes in suspicion, but she hesitated to actually say the word "perverted," instead shifting her posture warily.
Mirai took a sip of his drink and said calmly, "Alright, enough chit-chat."
"As my personal guards, I've already prepared rooms for you at my residence."
"From now on, you'll be moving in."
Ever since Konoha began its reconstruction project, Uchiha Mirai had reorganized the clan territories.
The Uchiha district was relocated to the prime eastern sector of the village.
His own residence had also been renovated and expanded.
Even if a hundred people moved in, there would still be plenty of space.
Hearing this arrangement, Uzuki Yugao, Guren, and the others had no objections and nodded in agreement.
Only Mitarashi Anko grinned smugly. "Scumbag-senpai, you're definitely up to something."
Mirai replied indifferently, "Then you can just keep living outside."
Mitarashi Anko froze for a moment, then scoffed, "Tch—"
"Fine! I won't fall for your tricks."
Mirai didn't press the matter and instead gestured for everyone to start grilling meat and enjoying their meal.
After dinner, Uchiha Mirai led Yugao and the others to his estate.
The courtyard was designed in a traditional style, incorporating elements unique to the shinobi world.
From the outside, the estate looked modest, but stepping inside revealed an entirely different world—
Glazed golden tiles, intricately carved railings, luxurious halls…
It was a masterpiece where every step offered a new breathtaking sight.
Aside from Yugao, who had already seen the place before, Uchiha Izumi, Guren, and Mitarashi Anko all widened their eyes in shock.
"T-This is unreal…"
None of them had ever imagined that a house could be built so beautifully.
After passing through the front courtyard, Mirai brought them to a private section.
"Yugao, this is where you'll all be staying. I'll show you your rooms."
Pushing open the doors, Izumi and the others were once again stunned.
Even the simplest furniture was adorned with intricate carvings—
The entire room carried a faint wooden fragrance, instantly making one feel at ease.
Seeing their reactions, Mirai wasn't surprised.
He never held back when it came to his own lifestyle.
Whether it was food, clothing, or residence, everything he used was of the highest quality in the shinobi world.
Even the Daimyo of the Land of Fire would be envious of his estate, let alone Izumi and Guren.
"So… this is really our room now?"
"Mirai-sama, you've been so considerate!"
As girls, Guren and Uchiha Izumi were immediately enamored by the luxurious decor.
Just the thought of living here from now on made them ecstatic.
Their admiration for Mirai only grew stronger.
Mirai glanced at Anko, who was unusually silent, then conjured two short blades using Shikotsumyaku. He meticulously inscribed Flying Thunder God seals and intricate sealing scripts onto them.
"These short blades are engraved with Flying Thunder God seals. If you're ever in danger, just inject chakra into them, and I'll be there instantly."
"Yugao, explain their functions to them in detail."
"Understood."
Mirai handed the blades to Guren and Izumi, who accepted them with grateful expressions.
These were made from Mirai's own bones!
More than just weapons, they were a mark of honor.
Few in the entire shinobi world could receive such a gift.
Just a short while ago, they had been ordinary kunoichi—but now, they had become part of the "Four Imperial Guards."
It felt like a dream.
Realizing this, Izumi and Guren knelt on one knee, their voices resolute.
"We swear to serve you, Mirai-sama!"
As everyone bonded over the moment, Mitarashi Anko's mood visibly soured.
Compared to the cold, cramped dormitories of the experimental facility, this place was paradise.
And on top of that—
The bone blades she had always wanted had been given to Izumi and Guren first!
Her face scrunched up in frustration as she hesitated before finally speaking.
"S-Scum...Mirai-sama, I was wrong. Can I move in too? Living together will help us build team synergy!"
"And… I want a bone blade too."
That was quick.
He thought she would hold out longer.
Mirai looked at Anko and spoke slowly. "Anko, when you make a mistake, you have to accept the consequences. You understand that, don't you?"
Mitarashi Anko bit her lip and nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "I understand…"
A faint smirk tugged at Mirai's lips.
"Yugao, you all settle into your rooms first. Anko and I are stepping out for a bit."
"Yes."
Uzuki Yugao and the others covered their mouths, stifling their laughter.
Oh, Anko…
Why did you have to provoke him?"
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