As we all know, behind every Hokage there is an Uchiha best friend.
Of course I am no exception. We have known each other since childhood, share the same ideas, share the same thoughts, and encourage each other.
Until the day I became Hokage, he stabbed me in the chest with the knife I gave him.
I sighed, turned around and hugged him.
Without looking at his indifferent face, I lowered my eyes and whispered to him.
"I said, kill me from the front."
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We have a bad relationship, Uchiha needs to get involved in politics, I need Uchiha as my back, and he hates me.
- Even though we know each other better than anyone else.
Intention: I want to tell a story that is not very friendly.