The initial talks could be said to have gone very smoothly and successfully, and Torikaze's impression of the Land of Whirlpools had improved considerably.
But he still had not seen a single old acquaintance, which made him somewhat irritated.
"Are those old Princes all hiding at home, too scared to come out?"
Tomohiro timidly said from beside him, "Could it be that your presence is too overwhelming, making them completely afraid to show up under these circumstances? Otherwise, they might get scolded after only a few words."
Torikaze rolled his eyes at Tomohiro. "Am I really that primitive? Everything has to be settled with reason. Back then, those Princes fought until their heads were bloody, and people even died, yet every last one of them turned out to be complete trash."
"Just thinking about it makes me angry. If I had been Lord Ashina back then, I might have whipped those people! Whipped them until they no longer dared to turn on their own family!"
Tomohiro could not do such a thing, which was also why he believed he was unfit to be a leader.
But Tomohiro absolutely believed that Torikaze was capable of doing it.
The Daimyo listened from the side, not daring to join the conversation.
Whether it was his father or grandfather, neither was someone he could casually discuss.
Only someone like Lord Torikaze could ignore all conventions and speak freely.
After all, even after becoming the Daimyo, there were still many things he had to take into consideration.
"Lord Torikaze, your accommodations have been arranged. The shinobi village has also modeled an apartment after Konoha's, specifically built to receive distinguished guests from Konoha. It has every kind of Electrical Appliance available. I hope it meets with your satisfaction."
Whatever else could be said, the Daimyo's etiquette