Chapter 133

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Evening of the 392nd day. Konoha.

- Hitoshi-sama, this afternoon, the Konoha administration received a report about a new mercenary group called the Nakayama Family. Here is a copy of it. - The middle-aged man reported respectfully, respectfully handing over a small folder with several sheets of paper.

- Hmm... - Hyuuga Hitoshi muttered and began to familiarize himself.

- And what kind of report is this?! There's nothing in it! - The old man exclaimed angrily, having read everything that was written on the three sheets of paper in half a minute.

The middle-aged man only remained silent, knowing the nature of his master.

"So Konoha has no grounds to interfere in the affairs of a group of mercenaries that has done nothing wrong, but our clan has this ground…" Hyuga Hitoshi muttered thoughtfully, then looked up at his subordinate and asked: "Does Hideo already know?"

"Hideo-sama has his own people, most likely he is also aware of everything regarding this situation..." The middle-aged man said in as calm a tone as possible, trying not to anger his master even more.

- Don't even think about it, father. - Hyuga Hideo, who appeared on the veranda, said in an emotionless tone. - Hitomi's case, with Hiashi-sama's permission, is under my control, and I will not allow you to interfere in it.

- Do whatever you want, but I will make sure that this brat is punished according to the clan's rules! - Hitoshi hissed, barely containing his anger.

"And I, in turn, will make sure that Hitomi gets a fair trial." Hyuga Hideo said decisively, and before leaving, he added, "Tomorrow, I will pay a visit to these mercenaries calling themselves the Nakayama Family and conduct an appropriate investigation. If it turns out that they are the ones responsible for brainwashing Hitomi, then your people, Hitoshi, had better be somewhere far away at that moment, otherwise they risk falling in a dangerous battle against powerful mercenaries."

After Hideo left, Hyuga Hitoshi sat silently for a few minutes. His assistant was afraid to move and anger his master, but after a while, Hitoshi sighed and said: - You can go...

After the henchman left, Hitoshi was lost in thought. He couldn't understand when his relationship with his son had deteriorated so much. They hadn't liked each other before, but after what happened to Hitomi, Hideo had literally cut him out of his life, allowing himself things he hadn't allowed before.

For a second, the thought flashed through the old man's mind that Hitomi did not deserve such treatment, but this thought was immediately suppressed by many years of anger after his lifelong dream of joining the main branch of the clan was destroyed. He still remembered how the tolerant attitude of the members of the main branch suddenly changed to contemptuous and dismissive.

Remembering these many moments, anger boiled up in his chest again, and unable to restrain himself, he slammed his palm hard on the table, breaking it into splinters, causing the wooden floor to crack. At that very moment, he imagined himself hitting the one who he thought was the culprit of all his troubles, Hyuga Hitomi, and after the blow, the anger in the old man's black heart dissipated a little.

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When Kenshin woke up on the morning of the 393rd day, the first thing he did was take a shower with Hitomi. To their mutual regret, Kenshin had no time for fun, so after quickly but carefully washing each other, they headed to the kitchen, which was made in the same style as the previous one.

- Good morning, girls. - He greeted his wives affectionately and kissed each of them on their joyfully presented cheeks.

- How did you sleep? - Kasumi asked with a sly smile, noticing that he had arrived with Hitomi.

"We had a good time together, didn't we, darling?" Hitomi purred softly, pressing her chest against his hand.

"Stop it," he said with a cheerful smile, noticing how all the other girls began to look at him with displeased looks, suspecting him of not paying enough attention to them.

- Okay. Nothing happened... - Hitomi whispered with a sigh, and everyone else instantly relaxed, noticing her sad tone.

Having started breakfast, Kenshin simultaneously planned the application of the simplest formations in the fortress. There was so much work to do that he would not be able to handle it alone, so he decided to entrust some of the simplest formations to Kasumi and Natsumi, who had become somewhat familiar with the simplest formations corresponding to level 1-2 of the Formation Creation skill.

"Girls, here is your work plan for today," he said, and with a light touch, he conveyed to each of them the information about what they needed to do today. Most of the work was quite simple, and the only thing required of them was a minimum knowledge of the field of creating formations, and free time.

- Wow, how you thought everything through... - A minute later, Kasumi muttered in surprise, rethinking all the information transmitted. All this information was structured and fully integrated into Kasumi's brain, as if she herself had made a plan of action, and knew exactly where to go and what exactly to do.

Natsumi recovered a little later, and for a few more seconds silently blinked her eyes. Kenshin could not stand this cuteness, and sat the thin beauty on his lap, hugging her tenderly.

- It's okay, honey... I'm sorry I gave you so much information, this chaotic state will pass in a couple of minutes. - He said tenderly, and kissed her on the cheek, stroking her head.

Natsumi only meowed something unintelligible, and after a few seconds, she began to cuddle up to her beloved. At the moment, her mind was in chaos, as if she was very drunk, so the green-eyed beauty did not control what she said.

- Kenshin... Ugh... Please... Take my ass again... - She whispered, pressing her face to his neck, leaving a trail of kisses on it, moving down to his broad chest.

The way she squirmed so masterfully on his lap made Kenshin's pants start to twitch, and he found it hard to resist fulfilling her tempting request.

All the other girls could hardly restrain themselves from laughing out loud, quietly chuckling into their palms. Kasumi was especially amused, she was just waiting for the moment to laugh at her eternal rival, but she restrained herself out of great respect for Kenshin, who did not approve of conflicts between family members, even if they were humorous.