Believing she had cleverly defused a crisis, Minato turned back to look at Feitao, only to witness a sight that nearly made him snap his spoon in half.
Perhaps Feitao had been eating a bit too enthusiastically, because a speck of curry had landed on her cheek. Itachi, by her side, had instinctively reached out with a napkin to wipe it away, the two of them chatting and laughing.
Minato naturally recognized Itachi. *That brat,* he thought, *moving his hands around at such a young age, and all that whispering...*
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