Dating is fine, but don't talk about marriage. It'll only bring misfortune.
The bustle around them seemed to have nothing to do with them. Even the air between the two of them was cold.
Even someone as slow-witted as Hashirama realized that things had gotten serious.
"Mito."
She did not respond. With a cold expression, she toured the Temple Fair. On the surface, they looked like a well-matched young couple, both beautiful and currently sulking.
"Idiot couple."
Tobirama only felt exhausted.
Dragged out by Hashirama, he wore a sour expression while planning how to escape.
If he didn't think of a way to leave soon, his sister-in-law's eyes might kill him.
"Right." Mito seemed to suddenly remember something. She turned around and looked at Tobirama.
She wore two adorable twin buns that made her look very girlish, but the sharpness in her eyes and expression did not match that girlish appearance at all.
"What!" Tobirama forced his face into a stiff smile and secretly rubbed his hands behind his back nervously. "What is it, Sister Mito?"
"When are you planning to get married? Have you found a girl you like?" Mito asked with apparent concern.
His face grew even stiffer. Tobirama accompanied her with a smile and said through gritted teeth, "Not yet, Sis."
A wise man does not fall into the river of love.
Don't love me. It won't end well.
"You can't go on like this," Mito said. "Father told me that you stay at home all day, doing nothing and never going anywhere."
I'm studying! Studying!
His scalp prickling, Tobirama said meekly, "You're right, Sis. I'll definitely change."
If it weren't for taking care of that stinking old man, who would want to live with him? I'm leaving. I'm leaving right now.
"Get on it," Mito said.