"Lord Hiroshi?"
The door opened. Honoka Uzumaki, wearing cartoon pajamas, stared blankly at the burly man standing outside.
She had already fallen asleep, but Kushina's voice had startled her awake. She had just been wondering what had happened when he came knocking.
"I'm marrying Kousou and Kushina tomorrow. Do you want to join us?"
After hesitating, Tamura Hiroshi finally chose to ask directly.
She had not been his wife in his previous life, so he felt no particular attachment to her. But if she truly liked him, he would not refuse her.
As Master Lu had said, one should not waste bad women or miss good women. He could not manage the former, worried that he might contract some incurable disease, but the latter was certainly doable.
"G-get married? I don't have a wedding dress yet."
Honoka's face flushed, but her thoughts were focused mainly on the wedding. What would she do without a wedding dress?
Those all had to be custom-made.
"Uh, a wedding dress is easy. I know a tailor whose skills are excellent. With Shadow Clones helping, she can finish it quickly. Lady Tsunade's Hokage Divine Robe and my cloak were made by her."
After a moment's blankness, Tamura Hiroshi smiled. She really was an adorable girl.
"I don't have anywhere to sleep tonight. Can I sleep here for one night?"
He shamelessly asked the question, remembering Master Lu's timeless wisdom from his previous life: in this area, he had to persevere, discard his shame, and persevere in discarding his shame.
"Just sleep?"
Honoka's face grew even redder. This seemed to be progressing a little too quickly.
"Just sleep!"
Tamura Hiroshi answered firmly, his expression solemn as well.
"Then... then come in."
After hesitating, Honoka finally stepped aside.
Tamura Hiroshi maintained his solemn little expression as he