The Children Strike Back

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It's been six days, and Madara never left Mochizuki's side. He'd give her food and water and help her to the bathroom; he couldn't stand seeing her like this; whoever wrote that letter would have hell to pay. Masumi looked through files and files of paperwork, never once seeming stressed. Katsuro knew damn well who wanted their mother dead because, during his rounds, he noticed a messenger bird with that same letter. He couldn't tell Hashirama or Madara yet, not without proof Mito wanted their mother dead.

"Tatsuya..." Katsuro spoke, hiding his anger. The third oldest child looked at his older brother, "I know Katsuro; we all know it was her." Tatsuya spoke as Masumi looked at their mother lying on the bed, the worried look on their father's face when she coughed; they even had to step in and calm him down when she gasped for breath. "We need to slam the nail into this coffin. Mito will stop at nothing until mother is dead or worse." Masumi spoke as he continued to look at their worried father. "She's a big bully!" Haru pouts angrily, "Mama did nothing wrong to her!" the youngest child whisper-yelled. "We shall bid our time, give her a week, and announce our presence to her," Masumi said. Tatsuya nods, "We'll give her a damn good reason to leave mother alone." the four boys look at each other and nod. "Then it's settled; we wait one week, then give her a life lesson." Katsuro chuckled. "We should let Masumi take care of her. After all, his Genjutsu is unbreakable." Tatsuya mentioned. "Make the bad lady pay Masu-nii!" Haru looked at his older brother, a mix of anger, and hoped that Masumi's Genjutsu would strike fear into Mito's cold heart.


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