Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 60 Once a month?

This might be the happiest day Takita has ever had since he was born. To others, he's always a carefree, mischievous, and naughty little devil, but this is the only time he's truly happy from the bottom of his heart...

However, Takita was here to complete a mission, and now that the morning is over, he must return to his family.

At the entrance to the Uchiha clan compound, Takita lingered, reluctant to let go of Yan Yi's hand, his eyes stinging with tears, his face filled with reluctance.

"Young Master, we should go now. The clan leader is still waiting for us to return and report on our mission..." The Feathered Clan member beside him urged impatiently.

They know their young master too well; he's cynical and incompetent at everything... Now he's clinging to someone else's Uchiha young master, refusing to let go, and they don't know what he's thinking.

Although his tone wasn't very friendly, Takita seemed used to it and gave Yan Yi a somewhat awkward smile.

"Yan Yi, can I come see you again next time?"

He was afraid, afraid that Yan Yi's slight friendliness towards him was just a pretense for the sake of the mission.

Although Yan Yi didn't know what Takita was thinking, he felt a little uncomfortable seeing the impatient attitude of his clansmen.

However, he couldn't criticize others from his position, so he could only squeeze Takita's hand tightly at the end.

"Of course, uh... although you were quite annoying at first, I found out you're actually a pretty good person after spending time with you."

Yan Yi casually praised him a couple of times, and Takita's face instantly turned red, nodding like a chick pecking at rice.

"Okay, I'll come find you again next time!"

"Okay, be careful on the road!"

After saying goodbye to Takita, Yan Yiyi instantly felt a sense of relief.

Although my time with him was fairly pleasant, Takita, while a bit mischievous, is essentially quite cute, especially his two prominent fangs when he smiles...

"Uh... what am I thinking!"

Yan Yi patted her head, quickly banishing the image from her mind.

Although we get along quite well, that kid put too much mental pressure on me. His intense gaze was always fixed on me, and it was really hard to bear!

Yan Yi knew he liked her, but this was precisely the kind of thing Yan Yi was worst at handling.

"Never mind, let's go back first..."

The mission isn't urgent, since the main intelligence exchange isn't really my concern. All I need to do is take good care of that most difficult young master, and everything will be fine.

When Yan Yi got home, he realized he had nothing to do. Since there was no one around... he couldn't cultivate today either...

Go find the subfloor!

Just thinking about Itama makes Genichi feel better.

Although the current situation is far from ideal, at least it's a good start. Itama won't die, and Hashirama and Madara won't break up!

......

The boy was still curled up in the corner of the cell, his face buried in his arms, seemingly lost in thought...

His eyes lit up noticeably when he saw Yan Yi appear.

"Yan Yi! You've come!"

Although he appeared to be smiling, he actually didn't have a good time while he was in jail...

Although basic survival necessities such as water and food were delivered, it was only once a day... and the food was hardly delicious.

If Yan Yi hadn't come to see him from time to time, he really would have become withdrawn.

The first thing Yan did after running into the cell was to give the boy a big hug...

"Yes, I'm here!"

Yan Yi felt incredibly guilty. Every time she saw Itama huddled listlessly in the corner, she felt a pang of heartache. And after all... when he saved her, he took such good care of her, yet now she had ended up like this.

What Itama longed for most was to be hugged by Yan Yi, even if only for a short while. In his current situation, it would feel like sunshine illuminating him.

However, after hugging for a while, Yan Yi noticed a problem...

"Hey? Itama, you stink!"

"Ah! I'm sorry..."

Itama immediately blushed with embarrassment. Of course, he didn't want to become smelly! He was very clean! It's just that since being caught here, he hadn't been able to take a bath...

Yan Yi also realized the problem: there were no bathrooms in the prison. In the already difficult conditions of the cell where even drinking water was a struggle, taking a shower was out of the question.

"Come on! I'll take you to take a bath!"

"what?"

Itama hesitated, looking at Yan Yi with some fear, and said, "I...you can't just take me out like this, can you?"

"Hmm... I'll go ask the jailer what he said..."

As soon as he spoke, he didn't even lock the cell door and ran straight to the jailer who was guarding it.

"Excuse me, how do you take a shower in prison?"

"Taking a bath? Third Young Master, what are you doing..."

Although he desperately wanted to avoid dealing with the other party, fearing he might get into trouble, he had no choice at the moment...

The jailer had no choice but to hand Yan Yi a scroll containing various rules and regulations for prison life... The meaning was clear: the young master should read it himself.

"Hmm, isn't there a place to shower... Uh? Once a month??"

Yan Yi looked at the jailer as if he were an idiot. He could only wash once a month, and he couldn't even wash himself. He had to have someone come and help him... Was he even human?

It's just like cleaning an object; there's absolutely no regard for human rights.

"No, no! You have to think of something!"

Yan shoved the scroll back into the other person's hand, turning her head away with a disgruntled expression, as if she were throwing a tantrum...

"Please spare me, Third Young Master, I didn't set these rules..."

"..."

Yan Yi certainly didn't want to make things difficult for the other party, but once a month was too outrageous, and there were even ninjas coming over... Speaking of which, this prison had only been used twice in total. When they remembered to help Itama take a bath, the force with which they rubbed him... I'm afraid Itama's small body couldn't handle it, right?

No, no! Absolutely not! That's my... cough cough, anyway, I absolutely can't let anyone else touch him!

Yan Yi was completely unaware that his thoughts were gradually going astray. He was still seriously thinking of a solution... and even considered risking going to his father to discuss moving Banjian to a better place to live...

"Third Young Master...?"

"Huh? Oh... but once a month is too much. How about this, I don't want them to bathe the prisoners. Mine... well, it's my own spoils of war, I'll clean it myself!"

After saying that, Yan Yi turned and left, leaving the jailer standing there.

Well, well, what else could he say? He told himself more than once that as long as the Third Young Master didn't let the person escape, he could do whatever he wanted.

After all, it's a father-son relationship between them and the clan chief; I'm just an employee. Only someone with a death wish would get involved...

When Yan returned to his cell, Banjian was still obediently squatting in the corner with his knees drawn up, looking remarkably docile...

Although the cell doors were wide open, Banma showed no intention of escaping.

"Yan Yi, you're back..."

"Okay! Come with me! I'll take you to take a bath~"

Without explaining much to Banjian, Yan Yi pulled the boy up from the ground and led him by the hand toward the prison gate.

As Yan Yi sat down by the door, the jailer looked at her with a bitter expression and said...

"I'm sorry, Third Young Master, it's my duty that I have to follow you..."

"Uh... okay then."

As soon as Yan Yi finished speaking, the other party took out an iron chain and locked the two hands together again.

"I'm sorry, Third Young Master, please bear with this for now..."

Itama readily extended his hands, not wanting to put Yan Yi in a difficult position.