Truth or Dare

Tobirama took a deep breath and decided to put the High-Altitude Zipline issue aside for the time being and deal with the more pressing problem at hand. "Leaving that aside for now, what's going on with the Hyuga Clan?"

"Oh, that's what it is." Izuna brushed the grass clippings off his sleeve. "Didn't you read the report?"

"I mean, isn't it a bit too hasty to start arranging a wedding right after Memorial Service?" Tobirama frowned, staring at him. "A funeral and a wedding, how can you..."

"Uh, how was I supposed to know the Hyuga Clan would cause me trouble?" Izuna sighed, looking quite helpless. "I was just discussing the Hyuga Clan Caged Bird Seal matter and casually mentioned Hinata and Rei's marriage. If that guy hadn't walked right into my life and given me the chance to bring up the engagement, I wouldn't have planned to."

He spoke with such an air of entitlement that Tobirama remained silent for a moment before continuing, "Alright. How did Madara end up taking on a disciple from the Land of Earth? You know who Ōnoki is, right?"

"The personal disciple of Dust Release user Ishikawa, and a candidate for the next Kage of Iwagakure. He's become Madara's apprentice just like that. How will he explain this to the Land of Earth?"

"Oh, don't blame me for this. It was Lady Wakako's idea."

"Who?" Tobirama thought he had misheard.

"Lady Wakako, Daimyo Principal Wife." Izuna's expression grew even more helpless. "It's quite a coincidence, really. If you want to hear it, I'll tell you the story from the beginning."

Let's go back to one day ago.

Because of the one-sided beating incident at the Hyuga Clan before yesterday, Wakako's interest in Izuna has soared to unprecedented heights.

Previously, she only thought Izuna was a good person who would take care of Ren. He was handsome but a bit naive. However, after witnessing his methods of dealing with the Hyuga Clan, she suddenly understood why her husband admired him so much.

So the next morning, she took the initiative to come to Izuna's door, saying that she wanted to experience Konoha's daily life with him, but in reality, she wanted to win him over and make him work for her.

Izuna certainly didn't want to bring her along.

What a joke! With Daimyo's Wife by his side, how could he possibly sneak off to the river to catch fish?

Wakako stood at the door, her golden hair ornaments shimmering in the sunlight, her smile gentle and dignified, yet her tone brooked no refusal. "Lord Izuna was so impressive at the Hyuga Clan yesterday, surely he won't refuse to be a tour guide today?"

Izuna had no choice but to agree, albeit reluctantly.

When Madara learned that the Daimyo's Wife was going to follow Izuna, he immediately created a Shadow Clone to follow as well.

The pretext was to help ensure the safety of the Daimyo's Wife.

In reality, Madara felt that this woman had ulterior motives, and given Izuna's recent strange behavior, he had to be careful to prevent her from doing something outrageous on a whim again.

And so this team, with its extremely complex composition, was formed.

Izuna himself knew he couldn't run around anymore. Madara's Shadow Clones were right behind him, and Lady Wakako was also watching him. It was obviously unrealistic to sneak off to do some diplomatic activities or have fun.

So he decided to go and play with the children.

One good thing about Ninja children is that they are obedient and have an abundance of energy.

Dealing with them is a way to pass the time and expend energy; it seems like a win-win situation.

So he wandered off to find the children to play with.

At the edge of the Training Ground, Hinata and Takuma were competing to Shuriken more accurately, Ichiyo squatted nearby drawing grids on the ground with a twig, Harukawa lay on the grass teasing a rhinoceros beetle that had appeared out of nowhere.

The other children were also gathered in small groups, either training or chatting.

Meanwhile, Ōnoki was training alone on his own.

Since being dragged into three group activities by Hinata, he has become a member of this small circle. Ishimi was happy to see him playing with the children of Konoha.

And so Ōnoki blended in seamlessly.

Izuna sat down and took out a deck of handmade playing cards from his sleeve.

He made it himself last night out of boredom; it was covered with all sorts of strange instructions and questions.

"Come on, come on, I'll teach you a new game today." He spread the cards on the ground, and several children immediately gathered around.

"The rules are simple: draw lots. Whoever draws the Daimyo slip can designate one person, and that person must choose to tell the truth or accept Truth or Dare."

The children were a little reserved at first.

After all, no one knows what the other party will ask them to do. What if it's an assassination mission or they're asked to reveal family information? They certainly won't agree to that.

However, ordinary questions are meaningless, but Lord Izuna's favorite games must be anything interesting, so everyone is puzzled by this game.

Izuna saw through their intentions and took the initiative to demonstrate.

"For example, if I were Daimyo, then this would be it. Yūki, I command you to now perform gorilla movements and shout 'I am a macho man!'"

The others burst out laughing.

Yūki stared wide-eyed, pointing blankly at himself. "Me?"

"Do it!"

"Are we really going to do this?" Yūki's voice was already trembling.

"Nonsense, that's how this game is played, hurry up and do it!"

Yūki took a deep breath, clenched his fists, pounded his chest, and mumbled in a barely audible voice, "I'm a macho man..."

Izuna showed no mercy. "Unqualified! Shout it out!"

"I'm a tough guy!!" Yūki shouted with his eyes closed, his neck turning red.

"Ah, that's more like it." Izuna nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Takuma, who was still chuckling to himself. "So, the truth is... Takuma, have you ever peed standing up while taking a bath?"

Takuma, who had been chuckling, froze, his expression twitching between shock and shame. "No! This kind of privacy—"

"I have it," Izuna admitted readily, raising an eyebrow. "Alright, your turn."

The boy's face turned even redder. "Shameless!"

"I also have requests like laughing out loud for thirty seconds while clinging to a big tree, and kissing the person next to you." Izuna winked at him. "If you become Daimyo, you can ask other people~"

Takuma paused for a moment, then slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on Hinata beside him.

Hinata shivered under his gaze and silently hugged Lian.

Ōnoki, standing next to him, was trembling from trying not to laugh.

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, Izuna turned to look at Wakako sitting on the stone bench and Madara leaning against the tree, grinning, "Madam, Madara-nii, come and play with us too."

Wakako slightly raised her chin and lightly tapped the corner of her lips with her fan. "Oh, so you want to drag me into this already?"

"What the hell?" Izuna asked, looking completely bewildered.

"It's nothing." Wakako closed her fan, stood up, walked to the edge of the circle, gracefully straightened her skirt, and sat down. "I'll participate. But let's make it clear, I won't do anything too embarrassing."

"Of course," Izuna assured, patting his chest, then turned to Madara, "What about you, Madara?"

Madara crossed his arms and remained silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the children's expectant faces before finally settling on Izuna: "Play."

"Yay! Let's get started!" Izuna spread the cards on the ground, and the game began amidst laughter and cheers.

The cards spun several times, and the laughter on the Training Ground grew louder and louder.

At first, the children who received the Daimyo were hesitant and reserved, but with Izuna's enthusiastic demonstration and constant encouragement, they quickly unleashed their true nature.

Rei was asked to confess her love to the old tree by the Training Ground. Unexpectedly, the girl was not intimidated at all and really confessed her love to the tree, which made Yoshino jealous. Hinata pestered Rei until she blushed and told him that she liked him before he would stop.

Ichiyo drew the truth question and was asked, "What's the most underhanded trick you've ever used while infiltrating?" After a moment of silence, he honestly confessed that he had once thrown Explosive Tag into the outhouse when the enemy was lying in ambush, which made everyone burst into laughter.

Even Lady Wakako was dragged into the game by Izuna, playing one Truth or Dare after another. She was asked to imitate the Cheshire Cat licking its paws, and she actually raised her hand and made the gesture with an extremely elegant posture, which startled her servant so much that he almost collapsed to the ground clutching his chest.

No one dared to mess with Madara's Shadow Clones, and he never drew Daimyo, so he just happily watched Izuna and the Little Bean play the whole time.

After several more rounds of the game, the cards were passed to Ōnoki.

He drew Daimyo, paused for a moment, glanced around at everyone present, and finally chose Izuna.

Izuna decisively chose. "Truth or dare, I would never choose Truth or Dare."

The children around laughed, and Ōnoki chuckled twice, asking, "Lord Izuna, how do you know so many strange and unusual things?"

Izuna raised an eyebrow, leaned back slightly, crossed his arms, and struck a pose that seemed unfathomable.

The children around him held their breath, thinking he was about to reveal some earth-shattering secret.

For example, he may have discovered an ancient scroll in a mysterious cave, or he may actually be the closed-door disciple of a reclusive master.

Then Izuna took a deep breath and said in an extremely solemn and serious tone, "Oh dear, you've found out. Well, there's nothing I can do about it. That's right! I am the legendary... Konoha God of Wacky Ideas!"

The entire room fell silent.

A gust of wind swept a few fallen leaves across the Training Ground, and in the distance came the cawing of a crow, as if expressing the feelings of all those who were silent at that moment.

Takuma's lips twitched, Hinata's smile froze on his face, Yuuko's Yūki was slightly open, his expression was strange, Lady Wakako covered half of her face with her fan, her shoulders trembling slightly.

The expression on the face of the questioner, Ōnoki, was quite interesting.

It's somewhere between "Why did I ask that?" and "Is this person serious?"

In the deathly silence, Madara's Shadow Clone said in a matter-of-fact tone, "As expected of my younger brother."

Takuma looked speechless. "Lord Madara, isn't your filter a little too thick?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Madara's Shadow Clone mercilessly slapped him on the head.