"Of course. Yoru's cooking is unmatched in the world, meow!"
Miwa Masayo lay sprawled across the table, utterly satisfied. She tilted her eyes toward Uchiha Shisui, carefully hiding the trace of disdain in her gaze.
She was full too.
Too full.
Lying like this made her stomach uncomfortable. What she really wanted was to roll onto her back and have her servant rub her belly—
That would be true comfort.
But with Shisui present—
She couldn't.
As a Cat Sage, she had to maintain her dignity.
No indulging herself.
Suddenly, Shisui's face turned bright red.
Uchiha Yoru had brought over a trash bin and started cleaning up. And on the table—
Only in front of Shisui—
Was there a pile of bones.
Earlier, he had been completely overwhelmed by the flavor, his mind going blank.
Now, all he remembered was the feeling—
That he had eaten a lot.
And that it had been incredibly delicious.
But what he ate—
How much he ate—
He had no idea.
Seeing the pile of bones, he couldn't help but wonder—
Did I eat all of that?
Embarrassed, Shisui tried to stand up and help with cleaning.
But his stomach—
Refused.
He struggled again and again—
Only to realize, in despair, that he could do nothing but remain slumped in an extremely undignified posture.
Which made him feel even worse.
"S-sorry… I think I ate too much…"
"Not much, meow."
Miwa Masayo pointed at the large bowl in front of him and said dismissively,
"You only ate three bowls of meat. And just one bowl of rice, meow."
"…Huh? I… ate that much?"
"Tch. That little amount counts as 'a lot'? It's not even a fraction of what Yoru and I eat."
"But… but the bones… there are only bones here…"
The tabby rolled her eyes.
"That has nothing to do with you. I don't like pig's feet, so of course I didn't leave any bones."
"As for Yoru…"
"He eats meat without spitting out bones."
"…What?"
"…Sigh. His appetite keeps growing. He needs something solid to fill his stomach. Only by eating the bones too does he feel full."
The tabby couldn't help but mutter—
"Freak."
Shisui: "..."
…
After the meal, Uchiha Yoru continued cleaning.
Miwa Masayo, bored, played with her tail.
Then she noticed Shisui—
Sitting obediently, rubbing his stomach.
She suddenly remembered Yoru's "prediction."
This Uchiha Shisui—
Would become a very powerful shinobi.
And would awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan.
[Maybe… I should trust Yoru.]
[If so… I can invest a little, meow?]
Her tail swayed once.
Decision made.
She suddenly spoke.
"Extract chakra now."
"…Huh?"
Shisui froze for a moment.
But as the well-behaved child he was, he immediately followed the Cat Sage's instruction.
"…Alright."
In that instant—
His chakra surged.
Flowing.
Filling his body.
And immediately—
Something felt different.
As chakra was extracted from his cells—
Heat spread from his stomach.
Then—
Rapidly throughout his entire body.
It felt like soaking in a hot spring.
The usual weakness after extracting chakra—
Vanished the moment the warmth passed through.
Shisui's eyes widened.
He tried again.
Chakra—
Was still extracted.
And this time—
There were no negative side effects.
Miwa Masayo lay on the table, less than a meter away.
She naturally noticed everything.
And confirmed—
He had sensed the change.
A child of the Uchiha—
At this age—
Would have been repeatedly warned:
Over-extracting chakra before adulthood—
Strictly forbidden.
Miwa Masayo nodded in approval.
"Mm. Yoru was right. Your talent is very good."
"Remember—don't let your chakra disperse. And don't use any ninjutsu."
"Just keep it circulating through your pathways."
"Yes!"
"Good. Very good."
"Did Yoru teach you chakra circulation techniques?"
"Excellent. Follow those techniques."
"Don't rush. You're not fighting. You're not practicing jutsu."
"Go slowly. Make sure every route and movement is precise."
"Good… very good. Maintain it."
"You should feel it now, meow."
Shisui's voice trembled with excitement.
"Yes! Lady Masayo! I can feel it—my body is… is…"
"Being nourished by chakra. Gradually becoming stronger."
"Though chakra isn't as effective as senjutsu chakra, it's still far better than grinding through physical training."
Shisui's excitement deepened.
This—
Was a secret technique taught by a Cat Sage.
And its effect—
Was beyond anything he had imagined.
"Lady Miwa Masayo, thank you for your generosity!"
"That's nothing. I have a question."
"…Does your family have money, meow?"
"…Money? We're… fairly well-off."
"Can you eat meat every day, meow?"
The tabby carefully sized him up.
"I mean—at least twice a day. More than one kilogram each time. Can you afford that?"
Shisui frowned slightly, counting on his fingers.
Then nodded.
"My family has enough. Eating twice a day at the Akimichi barbecue place wouldn't be a problem."
Miwa Masayo was startled.
That was… extremely wealthy.
Even Uchiha Yoru was surprised.
He had not expected this.
Shisui—
Was actually rich.
For a moment, Yoru felt like a rabbit discovering a camel.
A strange urge to do business rose within him.
But thinking about it—
It made sense.
In this era, the Uchiha clan was powerful.
Structured.
Untouched by future tragedy.
Their living standards were higher than ordinary villagers.
Higher than most shinobi.
And Shisui—
As the grandson of Kagami—
Even as an orphan—
Under Uchiha protection—
Who would dare touch his inheritance?
How could he not have money?
Compared to Uchiha Sasuke in the future—
Who had to beg Hatake Kakashi just to learn a jutsu—
The difference was obvious.
Miwa Masayo nodded.
"Good. As long as you have enough meat to eat your fill, this training method has no problems."
"Practice diligently. You'll feel the improvement very soon."
Shisui nodded repeatedly, completely satisfied with today's gains.
"Of course, reaching today's level again won't be possible."
"After all, Yoru's cooking isn't something those Akimichi gluttons can compare to."
"The nutrition and energy in today's dish are far beyond equal amounts of barbecue."
"Keep that in mind, meow."
"I understand. Thank you for the reminder."
"Continue training, meow."
"Yes."
The method Yoru derived from observing natural energy during his foundation was extremely effective.
After just twenty minutes—
Shisui's bloated stomach no longer felt uncomfortable.
Before leaving Yoru's house—
He even had room to eat a few pieces of fruit.
From that day on—
Konoha gained another big eater.
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