"What the hell are the two of you trying to do?" Asked their wife.
Berugūto turned around and raised an eyebrow at her.
Or rather they raised 3 eyebrows at her since there were 3 of them.
Duh.
"We are trying to make fire element beer." They said together.
Duh. Implied but not said, there was a difference between stating the obvious and taking a foot to the balls.
"By setting the field on fire!?" She shrieked.
They covered their ears at that. She was truly a weapon from Kumo or Kiri they thought, she had weaponized sound so well. It had radiated from her mouth and their very souls were feeling the impact as they staggered under the force of her personality. So… dangerous she was.
It was a rather amazing feat when it was considered that she was meant to be a civilian.
"It is not on fire. It's just being bathed by fire." They said, looking offended by her lack of trust in their ability to grow crops. They weren't idiots, they knew how to grow crops properly. They had gone to school especially for that you know.
"Bathed by fire… and so it isn't on fire… ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE!?" She shrieked, even louder than last time.
The three of them quickly debated amongst themselves, their minds furiously working about what to do in this situation.
Oh right.
Good idea Berugūto A.
"Honey, you can't get yourself worked up over something like this, you're going to hurt the baby. If you keep shouting the umbilical cord will strangle it you know." They said, one of them walking up and taking her by the hand.
Only for her to smack the hand and glare at them.
"That's an old wives tale and you know it! I'm not going to let you burn down one of our fields for some crazy little experiment of yours." She growled at them.
Berugūto looked offended by that. They weren't burning down a field, just bathing it in flame. There was a big difference you know. On one there was fire on the plant, the second was that there was fire around the plant.
Duh.
Berugūto tried explaining that to her, only for her to throw a sandle at Berugūto B's head.
Oh.
She wasn't listening.
Didn't their explanation make any sense?
It wasn't as if they were just making things up you know.
They were the Berugūto and they were the best damn beer makers in the country.
Their own brand of Berugūto's Lager was the best damn thing since forever and they had even hired other Mitsugo to help them produce more of it.
They grew every single ear of wheat, their own hops, their own everything. Then they brewed all of it on site in massive tanks that allowed for them to practically feed an entire army on their own if they wanted to.
The resultant brew was chilled then left to mature then pumped out, put into gourds and sold throughout the continent. They had even heard that those in Kiri were drinking their beer which just went to show just how awesome they were.
And that was only the beer, they were brewing Whiskey too, only that was… difficult.
So they had put it on hold for now and kept focusing on beer but they had grown bored and decided to try and brew elemental beer.
There had been stories that there had been food that was impregnated with Chakra that was possible if you kept feeding a plant chakra alongside the life water that they used with the regular growing of plants.
Which naturally meant that if they were able to give it fire chakra, then would it not then have its own distinctive chakra that they could then brew with?
Only fire and water… just how were they supposed to do this?
Water was used to feed the plants and to make sure that they could get as much water as needed while also feeding them nutrients in the form of life infused water that went straight to the roots.
But water and fire don't mix unless someone wants to create steam which defeats the purpose of feeding plants.
Berugūto had then hit upon a genius idea. One that would see them remembered for their greatness.
What if they infused fire with life instead of water and then used that to feed their crops?
It was madness, yet the line between madness and genius was only separated by the applicability of the resultant madness.
They were going to be lauded as genius' for what they were about to do.
Yes, genius Berugūto, they could live with that.
And so they had in the middle of the night snuck away from their wife and started with the experiment.
Only she had emerged from her bed, worried about them or something, seen them "set fire" to one of their wheat fields and then set about shouting at them. Perhaps it hadn't been such a good idea to do it at night where the fire was going to create a very large beacon, one that highlighted them quite nicely against the backdrop of fire.
It was a rookie mistake.
Regardless they were indignant, if she hadn't snuck out of bed to follow them she would never have known. But she had and now she was blaming them? She shouldn't have snuck out of bed in the first place!
Of course, they were confident in their opinion and told her so.
They did not expect the slipper to fly at Berugūto C's face.
That was her second one.
They had no relieved her of her primary weapons.
Good.
Regardless the point still stood.
She shouldn't have snuck out to catch them doing something innovative and possibly insane, that was her own fault.
"Are you serious? You're trying to blame the fact that you just set our field of wheat on fire on the fact that I discovered it?" She asked, looking at them like they were insane.
Which Berugūto was naturally offended by.
She was only allowed to look at them like that if the experiment failed.
Which it hadn't.
In fact, it was working perfectly and she had nothing to complain about.
If anything she should be very happy that she was married to such an innovating and amazing husband(s).
Women, they didn't appreciate all the hard work that their men put in that was for sure.
Berugūto wondered just how much their wife did not understand just how much innovation was being made by those that were insane. Did she not comprehend that even though they were doing something that was awesome… and potentially really bad, it was also something that was totally awesome and going to be totally awesome in the future.
They grinned at the thought of that… and received a slipper to the head (had she learnt summoning Jutsu?). Glaring at their wife who was looking distinctly uncowed, they proceeded to try and discover just what they were meant to be doing to get her to stop looking at them as if they were insane.
It wasn't their fault that they were awesome and why was she looking at them like that.
"Berugūto… why don't you explain just what you're trying to do hmmm?" She said, throwing them a rope.
"Well, you need to see. That we are trying to like try and like… infuse fire chakra into the grains." They said, hands held out in a helpless posture.
Seeing a softening of her stance they took their chance and rushed forward, one of them lifting her legs up, the others holding her back and dashing into the house.
Hehehehehe.
If they got her into bed, she would be easier to manage since there was nothing she could throw at them.
Rocks were included in that number. As were summoned slippers, her hands would be in front of their eyes at all times.
"You are aware that this will not stop me throwing the dresser at you if I'm not satisfied with your explanation yes?" She said, sending shivers down their backs.
They nodded vigorously at that.
"Well, you see wife. Since infusing the other elements into the grains is done by infusing the water summoned with that of the elements themselves and the life element, then if we were to use the Life Element and Fire then it would work!" They said.
The explanation made sense, it was just a matter of replacing water with fire right?
She looked at them in a way that said they had made a very big mistake.
The theory worked right? It wasn't as if it was wrong, was it? Replace one element with the other, keep the life bit and it would totally work!
"Husband… why do you think that they are trying to infuse the water with the elements instead of just applying the element on directly?" She asked, raising at eyebrow at them.
"Because it's easier! Water just drips down! That's why we tried to make fire that dripped but it didn't work!" They said bitterly, dammit fire, why couldn't you be like water?
She shook her head at them in the way that said they were again… very wrong.
"No, the water is used since it can deliver the life element directly to the roots as well as the other elements that have been infused. Fire only rises so if you tried to put it on top… then nothing is going to happen other than burning the grain. If its life infused fire then it won't even hurt the plant." She said shaking her head again.
"Wife you shouldn't shake your head so much, it's bad for your health." They said, patting her hand.
"Were you even listening to what I was saying just now?" She asked.
"Yes, wife! If fire rises then we just need to put the fire underneath!" They said, running out of the room to begin the new experiment.
"Dammit. That wasn't…" They didn't hear the rest, thankfully. It might have been a rebuttal which meant they wouldn't get to carry out research for the rest of the night.
Nope, best to pretend it never happened.
They stood tall. Very tall. Their idea had worked.
Berugūto congratulated themselves, their plan had actually worked.
Going on the words of their wife, they had set it up so that the roots of the plants descended down and were bathed in Life-Fire while from above the Life-Water was used to give the plants nutrients to survive.
It had taken a while to work out the ratios so that the Wheat didn't die from lack of nutrients, or an overabundance of them, but in the end, they managed to show off a new strain of wheat that readily absorbed fire chakra and then gave it all out again once you ate it.
The three of them had spent 3 months and then more brewing the beer with the wheat which was a pain in itself. They had to make sure to use specialty chakra repellent tanks instead of their usual ones. Those would absorb the fire chakra and explode after a certain period of batches.
Regardless, in the end, they had accomplished their goal and the first batch of Berugūto's Fire Beer was getting ready to be shipped out to all the nations.
There was the annual beer festival in the City of Beer, their village expanding enough that it was classified as a city now, with dozens of families all helping out or running their own fields or distilleries.
People were welcome no matter where they came from on the grounds of their strict neutrality and that they would be fighting anyone. They all came anyway and enjoyed themselves, the beer making it worthwhile for them.
The Fire Beer had stolen the limelight, the way it was unique of all the beers and was also delicious.
The fire chakra serving to heat up the bellies of anyone who drank it, sending warmth through their entire bodies, making them feel as if they were perfectly safe, warm and comfortable.
It was amazing and people from all the different nations and villages were requesting that they send shipments across and that they were willing to pay premium for them.
Something this new had to be latched onto with both hands or they were going to lose the chance of securing the market for themselves.
It wasn't just Fire Beer for the Berugūto, they were now planning to see just how they could expand it to perhaps include Fire and Water chakra.
The possibilities were endless.
Kuikkuhando Mitsugo stood ready.
His entire body was tensed.
This was the moment.
Now!
He pushed his paddle into the depths of the wooden cask below him, his own hands moving in tandem with the other two of his trio, their paddles stirring up the rice as it mixed with the different ingredients.
They were making Sake, but not any Sake, this was going to be elemental sake.
The trio was regarded as one of the more eccentric of the Mitsugo but they were respected for their dedication to their craft, for their desire to continuously improve, to never once falter.
This was just the initial stages but it was the most important, with badly done rice there would be badly tasting Sake.
The Rice itself was just cooked and they were moving their paddles to ensure that it would cool quickly in order that they sprinkle onto it the yeast needed for it to activate, and then dropping it into a bucket to begin the process of turning the starch into sugar.
It was a task that took a great deal of skill and ability.
Doing it even slightly wrong would cause for the Sake to fail, to fall apart, to taste like… not sake.
No, they would do this perfectly for there could be no other option.
Leaning over the cask with the rice they continued their efforts, work work work.
Bigguītā Akimichi was on a trip to the Land of Rice. He was an overseer of Area 51 and regularly made the trip up to the City of Rice in order that he try the food, a process that allowed for him to expand his own repertoire, a process that in turn would allow for him to replicate the same dishes back home to add to the clan recipe book.
It was a nascent volume, but it held over a hundred recipes so far, all of them collected through the hard efforts of the clan, journeying into the most perilous of locations and attempting to find the perfect melding of ingredient and technique.
Where the Mitsugo were much more focused on attempting to find the best ingredients, the Akimichi were focused on trying to find the best recipes to make the best use of their ingredients.
It was a relationship born in heaven and the Mitsugo had begun immediately collaborating with the Akimichi the second that they understood what it was that the Akimichi revolved around.
Food. Good food.
Bigguītā was here today to try the latest in ingredients from Area 51 itself. Radishes that had been freshly grated, rice that had been perfectly cooked, carrots, beef, pork, and who knew what else.
It was a feast and he would not be missing out on it.
Eyes wide open Bigguītā watched as they brought in the food, the different little boxes that contained his hard work and that of the Mitsugo themselves.
Yes, this was the life, it could not get much better than this he was sure. There could be a little alcohol perhaps, but that would dull the tongue.
As his chopsticks brought each ingredient into his mouth, it itself ready to taste the perfection that was perfectly grown ingredients, Bigguītā prepared to enjoy the tasting experience of his life.
Bigguītā leaned backward.
Impressive.
Even though he had only taken a single bite of each of the ingredients paraded before him, he was full. His belly filled to bursting despite his casting of the Iron Belly Jutsu that allowed for an experienced user to consume more than 3 times the amount of food that their belly could physically handle.
Very impressive indeed, the Mitsugo certainly did not disappoint when it came to their food.
He was going to need to come back tomorrow since they had told him that there was in fact, more that had yet to be harvested, ready to make its way over to his belly at his convenience. Yes. This was the life.
Oh?
What was that?
Sake?
Elemental Sake was it?
How… very strange.
He opened his eyes wider and decided that he very much would like a sip of this new fangled invention.
He was still reclining however, it would be rude to interrupt the server as he explained what was inside each bottle and what exactly made it special.
"Each bottle of Elemental Sake is brewed from specially grown grains of rice that have been bathed in elemental chakra as they have matured for the entire period of their growth from seedling to fully mature grain. Each of these are harvested and placed within a chakra repellent container so that they will never lose the chakra before they can be brewed.
"From there they are brewed by master brewers that ensure the grains are kept at the optimal temperatures, that the rice itself is being bathed in their elemental chakra and to ensure that each stage of the process is carried out perfectly.
"After 6 months of maturation, we have the finished bottles of elemental Sake ready for consumption. Each of these bottles has been specially designed to preserve the chakra inside of the sake in its natural state unless the bottle has been opened.
"Which one would you like to try first?" The server asked at the end of his explanation, the small insignia on the front of each bottle telling Bigguītā what he needed to know.
From what he could see there was water, wind, earth, lightning, and a few he didn't recognize.
"Is there going to be a problem with the way my Nature chakra interacts with your Arcane Chakra?" Bigguītā asked. He didn't want to be turned inside out or something because the two chakra types were incompatible and wanted him dead or whatever it was that it was like to consume a different kind of chakra.
He liked to eat dangerously, not suicidally.
"No, there won't be any issue. Chakra will convert that which is in less quantities and since you are still full of your own Nature chakra, there will not be an issue. We have extensively tested this. In fact, the conversion is what gives it the uniqueness that it has." He said much to Bigguītā's satisfaction.
"What about fire?" Bigguītā asked, noticing the lack of a flame emblem on the bottle.
"Flame is something that we have not yet managed to synthesize, the problems as you can imagine are quite difficult to overcome." Was the reply, the server looking rather embarrassed by that fact.
Bigguītā nodded and got back to picking which bottle that he wanted to try first.
In the end, he picked up the one that had the symbol of water on it.
The server nodded and uncorked the small bottle, using fire Jutsu to warm it up so that the fragrance filled the air before pouring a small dish for Bigguītā to try.
Breathing it in, he smiled at the server, the smell… it was something that was hard to explain.
Fresh water? It smelled like fresh water, but in a way that evoked the image of a bubbling brook. He was very very intrigued by it.
If its taste was as good as the scent, then it would be very much something that he could see served as a way to cleanse the palate at the clan banquets.
Taking a sip and Bigguītā immediately closed his eyes.
It… it was something else.
The feeling that he was wet, that he had been drenched in water, waking him up and shocking his system into alertness. An attack? Was this an ambush of some kind?
No new chakra signatures, no sounds of a shuriken in the air… just what was it?
Eyes jerking open, Bigguītā slapped his hand at his clothes and… nothing? He had imagined it?
"As you can tell, the chakra immersion method is not something that is a gimmick labelled as such to sell more bottles, it actually has a very real effect on your tastebuds and your body." The server said smiling.
"Genjutsu?" Bigguītā asked.
"Similar but not quite. The water chakra is from the Arcane Chakra system, so when it enters your system, it serves to briefly shock the body with foreign chakra which is the effect that you just felt your body go through. It is temporary and has no lasting effects, the chakra is converted to nature chakra following its absorption into the body, the conversion is the main driver of the sensation." Said his server, smiling at him. No doubt enjoying his surprise.
"That… that is quite something. Let's try the others shall we?" Bigguītā said eagerly, an entirely new branch of food.
He would need to explore this in more detail.
"The wind one next please." He said, pointing one of his fingers at the little jar.
Nodding to him, the server prepared it much the same way and Bigguītā lifted the small cup to his nose.
Inhaling deeply he sighed briefly. This certainly smelt like… wind.
It was 'fresh', like a wind that cut through the air, no smell yet it was as if it was… cold. Sharp.
It dug straight into the nose like the air did on a windy day, tearing out traces of smell and replacing it with something that felt… neutral. As if it were something completely new and fresh.
It was in a word… cleansing.
Closing his eyes, Bigguītā took a sip and prepared for it this time, the new sensation did not elicit as much of a surprise.
Is what he would have liked to say but sadly it actually did have an experience on him. One that felt as if he had been thrown into a storm, buffeted from all sides by the feeling of the wind on his body.
Holding his eyes closed, Bigguītā felt as if opening them would get him blinded.
"..."
"Refreshing." He managed at least as the last bits of the Wind Chakra was absorbed into his own.
"It is rather… intense is it not?" He asked, looking at the other bottles with trepidation.
"This is the first batch that we have managed to properly brew Mr Akimichi. With this as a standard, we will be able to experiment further and explore this new ingredient. Tuning it down perhaps for a more relaxing effect." The server said, giving a small bow.
"Good good. While it is certainly an experience, it is also something that might be too strong for a casual drinker. A smaller market certainly would not help a new product like this. It is going to be a niche product as it is, no need to hurt it anymore than there has to be." Bigguītā said, imparting some wisdom on him.
"Now then, let's try the earth one."
"Yes, Mr Akimichi."
Once again taking lifting the small glass, Bigguītā took a whiff and was surprised yet again.
It was… earthy as he had expected, yet this was more. It was as if there was a hint of… pollen in the air. As if this was actually from a forest instead of just dirt from Iwa or something. It was a deep smell, one that made him feel as if he were in the forests of Konoha again instead of here, in a wooden bar in the City of Rice.
Closing his eyes he took a sip and was again shocked by the experience. There was no gravel smashing into him or a little rockslide on his body, rather it was as if he was enclosed by earth. Yet it was not a feeling of hopelessness and helplessness, but a comforting feeling, as if he was being hugged on all sides at all angles.
It was a comfortable feeling, one that could very possibly find a large market for shinobi who were naturally… not as mentally stable as their civilian counterparts.
"Very good. It's like I'm being encased in earth, very comfortable." Bigguītā said, nodding at the serve to bring the lightning bottle.
Save the most shocking one for last.
Hehe.
Bigguītā chuckled at his small joke and accepted the glass.
Again he took a breath and this time there was no real flavour… but it was as if his nosehairs were being singed slightly.
He was worried about this one but he was a ninja and taking risks was his vocation.
Downing it in a gulp without any of the previous ceremony, Bigguītā raised his eyebrows. Or rather they raised themselves automatically as his entire body shook from the electricity, leaving it afterward feeling as if it had been massaged.
Very very interesting.
If they managed to tone the effects more… or even exacerbated them, they would sell greatly he imagined.
"How can I invest?"
Mitsue Uchiha stared down at her children.
Children as in plural.
Lots of children.
Because every time she got pregnant after the first time it had been with triplets.
As in she now had 7 children.
Mitsue stared down at her children who were even now wrapping themselves around her.
It was a bit of a squeeze but they managed it.
She let out a sigh before giving up.
"Fine. We'll go get some ice-cream," She said, smiling a bit at the immediate cheer that came out from them.
They were quite the little engineers, always able to siege her down.
The way there were 7 puppy eyes staring up at you meant that there was no way to deny them, not if you wanted to prove that you have no soul and wanted to die a lonely old woman.
She gave a brief sigh before following the horde as it rushed out, the 7 of them stampeding along the road ahead of her.
She had moved out of the Konoha compound a while ago, as had most of the others, the ones who had children at least. There just was not enough facilities to deal with this many children after all.
For they who had children, they occupied something of a grey area within the minds of the villages and the Mitsugo. They were parents, yet they were from different clans, whether or not they were still completely loyal to the village was another issue entirely while they were also trying to prove that they weren't going to be going against the Mitsugo.
The rights of their children meant that they were if born inside of Raisu, Mitsugo in right, but if born outside, were Mitsugo for the firstborn, the others being allowed to choose.
Which in turn meant that for the parents, they were very much unwilling to do anything that might cause their children taken away from them and so they had been in a sort of limbo. The Villages unwilling to do anything to them, or force them to do anything lest their foothold inside of the Mitsugo be taken away, the Mitsugo wanting the children to have parents.
It was… liberating.
Very much so for Mitsue.
She was still training as a Ninja to make sure that she was in tip top shape, but when it came down to it, she was more of a mother now than an actual ninja.
It… it wasn't the worst feeling in the world actually. They were all adorable, even the way the triplets did their weird thing where they talked as one, one starting, one conjoining, one finishing.
It was something that had to… accustomed to, but it was rather cute now that she was thinking about it from the mindset of someone that was a mother. Her children were adorable and she dared anyone to say otherwise.
As for her husband… Leo… she was still as infatuated as before, but it was not in a bad way. Not really.
Every day was just as fresh as the day before and she was always happy… even if he was an idiot at times… many times.
But she could deal with it, he was cute.
That and the child care was enough that they were all looked after by the Mitsugo so that she never felt that she was being worn down like she had heard some of those back in Konoha were like. The Mitsugo were all very good when it came to child support… which made sense given how many of them there were… and how many more there were every day.
The food was free, everyone got a certain allocation of standard food and a certain allocation of what one could call 'luxury' food… like ice-cream.
Clothes were provided for, learning materials, all the little things that a child needed to grow up and be something strong. Even for the adults things were provided for but if they wanted extras then they were going to need to do some work, either as ninja and doing missions… or just… stuff. The mission halls were enormous and inside of them she was able to do everything from house cleaning missions, paperwork missions, repair jobs and more.
It was less a mission room, and more of a room where you could just take jobs, some just a little more dangerous than others.
She had laughed at the way Leo had described it, something that was certainly nice to be sure, no need to get herself killed in order to feed the children.
As for what she did all day, she just puttered around the house while the children were being looked after at the preschool, making sure that she was keeping herself in shape, doing paperwork related to the village, writing intelligence reports that were more often than not half-hearted, doing the occasional job to fill her time, then handling the children when they came home, like just now.
As she walked down the street, Mitsue waved at Fumiyo who was as always doing her little cutesy thing, her own little horde chattering away as they ran around in front of her house. The other children of the Konoha delegation filling the entire stretch of road, their laughter, their high pitched voices filling the air.
The next street over was the Suna one, the one to the right being the Kiri street. The sound of children in all three lanes filling the sky, something that certainly made things that much more enjoyable. To be grumpy in the face of children laughing was to be a horrible human being… or old.
Thankfully Mitsue wasn't old just yet and she giggled as Fumiyo made her way over, trying to avoid tripping over her children, a problem that was very real given they were half her size.
Fumiyo tapped her on the arm and raised an eyebrow.
"Ice cream," Mitsue said. Her tone of voice explaining it all.
Fumiyo just laughed, "just wait there, I'll bring my brood too."
Mitsue shook her head, Fumiyo's sweet tooth was well known by now.
The number of children wasn't really that difficult to manage, as long as one kept to the main roads and ensured the children didn't do anything like jump down one of the holes that the shinobi used to get around. It was something that they did on a depressingly high basis but there were always a few Mitsugo shinobi there to catch them if they fell through.
Far too many times her brood had thought it would be a good idea to ignore physics and go skydiving.
Blocking them would be preferable… but if they did that then how would they get around?
Ugh.
Things to consider, too many things to consider when it came to making sure the children didn't do something dangerous and kill themselves.
Like that time they had managed to get into her ninja kit and nearly killed themselves. Or maybe that was her mother's instincts telling her that. The way they were playing with her poisons, her senbon, her kunai, shuriken and explosive tags had her heart palpitating and she nearly went crazy with fear. Her children were definitely trying to kill her with a heart attack that much was for certain. It was the only thing that could explain just what they were doing to her.
Or maybe that time they had gotten into her makeup cabinet… she had locked that and they still got in.
Devious little monkeys they were.
She had nearly died of a heart attack when she came back and saw the powder all over the walls of the house, giving it a look like several paintbombs had been detonated inside of it.
Leo had laughed… like the bastard he was.
As for the others, they were just being irritating.
Fumiyo had laughed at her which was terrible since it was her fault that Mitsue had bought the damned things in the first place. Trying to pretty herself up in her spare time as Fumiyo had put it and she had tricked Mitsue into thinking that it was a good idea.
Never again!
As Mitsue walked down the pathway she considered that maybe she should just ignore all this stuff, she was a combat ninja and she hadn't degraded in skill, she made sure of that by sparring with the other Konoha nin and the Mitsugo ones on a regular basis.
Next year the children would be of age to enter the Raisu Academy, which would give her enough time to maybe do a few missions here and there. It would certainly make her secret mission much easier.
She was here to gather information on the other nin and they were no doubt doing the same to Konoha. Her Sharingan made things easier which was true, but it also was not going to give her everything. She was going to need to actively work towards it if she wanted things to go her way… which they very certainly were not if the way things were turning out was true.
Damned Iwa nin with the impenetrable rock walls. What was the point of a Sharingan if she couldn't see through it?
Thankfully they had the Byakugan with the Hyuga on their side, seeing the chakra of those on the other side, using their ability to read it and then having the Mitsue remember the different vibrations caused by the Hyuga copying their movements with their fingers, and then transcribing it out to try and decode it all.
A pain in the butt that was for sure, but it was needed if they wanted to decode what it was that they were doing in there.
No doubt the Iwa and Suna were doing the same to them, trying to read the dispatches that were sent back to the village, trying to identify any Jutsu that either side would be doing.
It was made easier if they got in close enough to investigate up close, but then they would be fending off the other nin which was certainly something that was not fun.
Or rather it was… in a guilty pleasure kind of way. The Mitsugo did not look kindly on those that were breaking the rules they put in place, killing other nin was certainly part of that.
With that in mind, they were making sure that there wasn't going to be anything that could possibly annoy the Mitsugo. All of it was non-lethal which accounted for the other half of her sparring sessions, little battles with the other nin in such a way that it didn't really… cause injuries… but also kept her sharp.
Not life and death sharp but it was enough.
As Mitsue considered this they came ever closer to the ice-cream street… yes, they had an entire street dedicated to a single delicacy. The Mitsugo were nothing but passionate about their food, sometime sending dozens of nin to secure a single ingredient for the village.
It was just a little disturbing, but at least they weren't doing the same regarding Jutsu and scrolls.
Ice-cream itself was rather strange. From what Mitsue could understand of it, was that Ice-cream was some kind of suspension of the fat inside of the milk because of the cold and sugar. Basically, it was flavoured cold milk which made very little sense because it was delicious.
Then there were the ones that were made of ice without any milk but those were called sorbets and they were equally as delicious.
Then there were the ones made from beans.
And the ones made from fruit…
There were so many different kinds of Ice-cream and Mitsue thought that was a good thing. If there wasn't, then she would be walking much further in order to get to distract the children. They were much like an Uchiha when they were focused on a single goal. Which shouldn't have surprised her, they did have half of their genes from her after all.
Adorable as they were… dealing with 7 Uchiha was rather… difficult at times.
They were adorable but when they grew up she could see a very real problem coming to surface. The Uchiha were strange as they were with the small numbers that they did possess, to suddenly have a huge addition in numbers to that in a few years? She was very worried the family was going to be even stranger, especially with the addition of the triplets into the mix.
She was worried… not for the Uchiha… well, a bit.
Rather she was worried more for the world, she was unsure if they would be able to cope.