Just as Shizune had expected, the Daimyo's envoy approached the Senju clansmen and was politely sent away.
What a joke. Why should we Senju descendants risk ourselves for the Daimyo? Wasn't the vision Lord Fifth had offered tempting enough? Even if they truly wanted Tsunade to ascend to the seat of Sixth Hokage, they should wait until Lord Fifth's promises failed to materialize.
The Senju were not that stupid. Konoha's public sentiment was surging, Lord Fifth's promises were so enticing, and she really was earnestly working to make them a reality.
Trying to go against the tide and obstruct things at a time like this would be utterly idiotic!
Besides, the Senju were no longer what they had once been.
And they had grown accustomed to peaceful days.
While the other Ninja Clans fought and killed one another, the Senju, sheltered by Lord First's legacy, had been able to live quietly within Konoha's educational system.
Given the Senju's prestige, so long as they did not actively try to lay claim to the Hokage position again, whoever became Hokage would have to treat them with respect.
This was called sharing in the village's fortunes.
Although such comfortable days had made the Senju somewhat soft, if they could enjoy such a good life, why shouldn't they? Did they really have to fight and kill on the battlefield?
In the Senju's view, as long as Konoha remained, their good days would not come to an end.
The better Konoha became, the better their lives could be. Look, couldn't they now look forward to even better days?
The Senju's great reputation?
Both the First and Second were Senju. What more was there to be dissatisfied about? The Uchiha Clan wanted to become Hokage, yet none of them had ever done so.
Their forebears had