"Yah~ Brother Wu Di!"
Spotting Ye Wu Di, Hanabi skipped—bounced straight into his arms.
Ino and Hinata? Synced—let go.
No jealousy over little sis Hanabi.
"This little gremlin."
Ye Wu Di—zero hesitation—opened arms, caught her.
Who resists this cute sis-in-law's aegyo?
Arms up—spun Hanabi in circles!
"Hahaha—my little Hanabi! Why here? Was gonna find you post-dinner and tea!"
"Dinner? Tea? Hanabi wants too!"
Spun warm—Hanabi beamed bright.
Training grumps? Poof—gone!
Ye Wu Di shook head—comforted:
"Little Hanabi—sushi and tea gone. How 'bout something else?"
"Something else? Like~"
Hanabi tilted head, cheeks puffed, pink finger on face—puzzled:
"What we eating? Want yummy! No yucky!"
"Trust me—delish! Eat 'til stuffed!"
Hanabi's cute mode—Ye Wu Di vowed.
Konoha's one gourmet spot? Flavor guaranteed!
Bad?
Impossible!
Careful—owner might Noodle Shinra Tensei you!
Money?
Hyuga son-in-law—petty cash? No issue!
Not enough for Hinata/Hanabi? Bill it to Hyuga clan!
Money stuff? Never a problem!
"Yay! Brother Wu Di's the best!"
"Let's go! Gourmet time!"
Before eyes—Hanabi waved tiny hands—circled Ye Wu Di, hyper!
Hyuga guards—escorting Hanabi—sighed.
Big Miss's Byakugan meh—clan head pinned hopes on Second Miss.
So Hanabi? Barely smiled.
Always training with Hiashi~
Who'd be happy?
'Til son-in-law Ye Wu Di—Hanabi grinned.
But…
Lately, grind-king Ye Wu Di turned chaos gremlin.
Guards? Wiping his messes all day—Hiashi scoldings skyrocketing!
Son-in-law—be human! Back to grind mode!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 666 points of negative emotions from Hyuga Guard Team!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 666 points of negative emotions from Hyuga Guard Team!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning…
Guards' mood? Ye Wu Di guessed—waved 'em off:
"Go home—sky's bright, no one's jumping me."
"Take a break—y'all earned it."
"This…"
Guards hesitated—felt but stuck.
Clan escorts—ditch without Hiashi's OK or emergency?
Harsh punishment!
"Wait! That's…"
"Alright—son-in-law's call. We won't bug the Misses and you."
Eyes lit—chatted quick, bolted.
Whoosh!
Why? Guards saw…
Behind Ye Wu Di—masked white-hair, leaning pillar, OK sign.
Village elite jonin—famed Copy Ninja.
White Fang's son—Kakashi Hatake!
Kakashi here? Zero worries!
Post-guard exit, Ye Wu Di eyed Neji—also leaving:
"Told them go—not you! Why rush? No dinner with us?"
"Nah—nap time."
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 666 points of negative emotions from Neji Hyuga!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning…
Nap?
System ping—Ye Wu Di's head: big ???.
Weird—no hit on Neji. Why so salty?
Hanabi—pinching his hem—giggled:
"Brother Wu Di—here's why."
"Neji-nii, per Dad, skips class to spar me—sometimes all day."
"Normal? Sparring's like third of it—easy load."
Hanabi shut left eye, winked right, tongue out—cute:
"But my afternoon off? To keep daily quota, Dad made Neji spar morning to noon."
"Even my breaks—Neji demos with Dad—pummeled by Gentle Fist~"
"Got it—no wonder Neji's half-dead~"
Ye Wu Di awkward—quick ultra-kind smile.
Poor Neji—sleep tight.
'Cause…
Worker bee, worker soul—work makes you king!
Neji's grind? Ye Wu Di'll schedule—no day missed!
But now? Time for wifey + cute sis-in-law at that gourmet spot…