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“That so, Madara-sama?” 

Since his return, Minato had been rather shocked by the events that transpired. His son and his friends fought valiantly for the sake of their world, and had won. While it was an amazing feat, he still didn’t buy the decision to let Madara roam as he pleased. The Uchiha had threatened not only the lives of thousands, but most importantly to him, his son. So, he had taken it upon himself to tail the Uchiha constantly to make sure Madara didn’t attempt to get involved with anymore plans involving world domination. 

“Trust me, I have no desire to fight you again. I was sent to join you on your journey of atonement. I’ll be sending reports back frequently to update the villages of your whereabouts, but otherwise I wont interfere with whatever it is you’re up to.” 

    His lips pursed into a thin line before closing his eyes and looking away. How embarrassed he felt, being under supervision. It was as if he was a mischievous adolescent in the Academy. The one that got caught stealing other’s belongings. This was mere child’s play. It felt like they were underestimating his abilities, his potential. What good would it do if he were to turn against Konoha once again? He opened his eyes again and looked in front of him, a forest within his visage. “You have to update the other villages besides this one?He inquired, annoyance laced within his tone. I’ll take your word for it, Yondaime..He added in response to his reassurance of no interfering. 

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