Chapter 67. Release the Neet-Dragon

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After the tumultuous events at the Uzumaki household, Satria took responsibility for repairing the damage he had caused. Meanwhile, Fran, Bobon, Vaporeon, and Naruto's wives engaged in playful activities with their children, bringing a sense of normalcy back to the home.

In another part of the house, Kurumi and Valiana engaged in a discussion with Esdeath, delving into topics that would unsettle most listeners. True to her nature, Valiana sought challenges from formidable opponents, requesting sparring sessions with both Esdeath and Artoria. While Artoria remained focused on enjoying the assortment of cakes and snacks before her, Esdeath accepted Valiana's proposal, eager to test her strength against a worthy adversary.

As for Satria, his earlier impulsive actions had not gone unnoticed. Uzumaki Rhea, embodying the nurturing essence of the Titaness of Motherhood, took it upon herself to address his behavior. She sat him down, her demeanor both stern and compassionate, and began to speak.

"Young man, I understand your frustration with Itachi, but you must be mindful of your surroundings and the potential consequences of your actions. What if the children had been harmed or, worse, decided to emulate your behavior? Such conduct sets a poor example for the young and impressionable. Your parents would be disappointed to see you act this way. As the head of your family, it's imperative that you reflect on your actions and strive to become a better person, someone your family can take pride in."

Satria, feeling the weight of her words, nodded in acknowledgment. "Yes, I recognize my mistake. You remind me of my mother when you speak to me like this. Can we conclude this discussion? We've been here for over an hour now."

Rhea's expression softened slightly, but her resolve remained firm. "Understanding your fault is the first step toward growth. Remember, it's my duty to guide the younger generation and correct their flaws. At least you show a deep love for your family, unlike some of my own children."

Kiyohime, sensing the tension easing, gently placed Satria's head on her shoulder, her fingers threading through his hair in a soothing manner. "Thank you, Rhea-san, for imparting some wisdom to my husband. He's been quite unruly lately and hasn't been listening to us."

Rhea offered a gentle smile. "It's no trouble at all, Kiyohime-san. Guiding young ones is part of my role. Your husband has a good heart; he just needs occasional reminders to stay on the right path."

As she spoke, memories of her own offspring surfaced-particularly the trio of Olympian brothers whose arrogance and disregard for others' well-being often led to chaos. Despite their flaws, they remained her children, and she couldn't bring herself to hate them. Observing Satria's genuine love for his family, she felt a renewed hope that, with proper guidance, he would avoid the pitfalls that had ensnared her own sons.

A fleeting thought crossed her mind: if Hestia, the goddess of the hearth and home, were to meet this boy, she might find his familial devotion endearing. Perhaps, in another time, they could have formed a meaningful connection. But for now, Rhea's focus remained on guiding the young man before her, ensuring he remained a source of pride for those he held dear.

"Shirone."

Koneko froze at the familiar voice. Turning, she found herself face-to-face with someone she thought she would never see again: Kuroka, her estranged older sister and an SS-Rank criminal of the Underworld.

 Turning, she found herself face-to-face with someone she thought she would never see again: Kuroka, her estranged older sister and an SS-Rank criminal of the Underworld

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