Nagato planned to return shortly and immediately begin organizing the plan, determined to give Nawaki a perfect experience.
If it succeeded, the Rain Country's reputation would continue to rise. But if it failed, even though Nawaki would not go around talking about it—
His own pride would take a heavy blow, and there would definitely be no more opportunities to cooperate with the Senju Clan in the future.
The returns were good, but the pressure was enormous.
By the time the two began discussing further details, Torikaze, Yahiko, and Konan had already left the courtyard.
After all, how could they come here without visiting Shishou?
When they arrived at Hashirama's courtyard, they found that even this place had not escaped the trend—and it was even more exaggerated than everywhere else.
Lanterns and all sorts of flowers were practically hung up to the sky, as though nothing less than a full display of wedding festivity would do.
"Shishou really is something. Making it this gaudy just makes it worse."
Still, it was understandable. His only grandson was getting married tomorrow, so he was simply too happy.
"What does a brat like you know?! A wedding has to be festive! I still regret not doing this for your wedding!" Hashirama shouted as he stepped out of the house.
Torikaze broke into a cold sweat upon hearing that. All he could say was that it was fortunate Shishou had shown mercy back then. Otherwise, Torikaze did not even dare imagine the scene.
"By the way, what are you three doing here? Don't tell me you came specifically to see me?"
Torikaze nodded. "Of course. Nawaki is getting married soon, so I came to ask if there's anything else you need me to handle."
Hashirama waved his hand. "What else could there be? Everything's