After dinner, they all headed home. In the past, they would have gone their separate ways, but now they all lived close by.
Even Mikoto decided to stop by Kushina's house for a visit.
"Time really flies," Xin muttered, standing in the bathroom and looking at his reflection in the mirror. His Sharingan shifted from its three-tomoe form to the Mangekyō shape.
But this time, there was a change. The edges of the large fan-shaped design now had ripples that connected the six hooks together.
The Eternal Mangekyō.
Xin had achieved the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan when he was just fourteen years old.
It allowed him to use his Mangekyō abilities without worrying about losing his eyesight.
The only person in Konoha who knew about his Mangekyō was Tsunade, and she had never told anyone.
"Ding-dong!"
The doorbell rang. Xin glanced outside, sensing Nawaki's chakra.
"What is this guy doing here instead of going home to sleep?"
Nawaki had had a bit to drink earlier. Xin and Minato knew all too well what Nawaki was like when he drank.
Fortunately, with Tsunade around to keep him in check, Nawaki didn't dare act up.
After getting dressed and drying his still-wet hair with a towel, Xin walked over and opened the door.
Nawaki, his cheeks flushed from the alcohol, poked his head inside like a thief, glancing around nervously. The sight made Xin laugh.
"You coward. There's no one here. Come in."
"Good, no one's around," Nawaki said, looking relieved.
He had been worried that Uchiha Mikoto or Kushina might be hanging around Xin's place, so he had to make sure.
Sitting down on the couch, Xin asked, "You've had a few drinks, so why aren't you sleeping? What are you sneaking around for, looking all guilty?"
"Is there something you don't want everyone to know about?"
"No, absolutely not!" Nawaki quickly shook his head, though his guilty expression remained.
Alright, as long as you're happy.
Xin gave him a blank stare.
He was curious to see what nonsense Nawaki would come up with this time.
Nawaki sat there, fidgeting awkwardly, opening his mouth to say something but holding back each time. He scratched his head and rubbed his face so much that Xin started to get
impatient for him.
"Spit it out, or get lost."
Are you just here to act like a fool?
"Cough, cough!"
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