Tomoko was still a little shy. Today was already her wedding, yet she still felt as though she were dreaming.
"How much prettier could I get? My face isn't going to change."
Nawaki took Tomoko's hand and smiled faintly. "Anyway, you just look very beautiful."
"Sweet talker."
"So many guests have arrived outside. Shouldn't we go receive them? It obviously wouldn't be appropriate to leave them waiting here for over an hour."
Nawaki thought so too. "All right. We'll find some available people to receive the distinguished guests. We can't let everyone think the Senju Clan and Sarutobi Clan have no manners."
Now Tomoko was finally at ease. "Whew, now I can get my makeup done in peace. Otherwise, I'd keep worrying about the guests. They came all this way to attend our wedding; that's a kindness."
"We can find chances to repay them in the future. It may not be especially realistic, but we should do what we can first."
Nawaki smiled. "With so many guests, how could we possibly repay every favor one by one? After the wedding, we should just give them some gifts."
Tomoko thought about it and felt that was indeed true.
Ten thousand people had come to attend their wedding. There was no way they could repay every single favor individually.
They should give gifts equal in value to their monetary gifts. It would count as sending them a blessing as well.
The makeup artist was beside Tomoko, applying her makeup.
Cosmetics had existed in the Shinobi World long ago. After years of continuous development and refinement, the products had become very mature.
Still, few people wore makeup in daily life. For one thing, everyone in Konoha was a ninja, and the women were all heroines in their own right.
They were already busy