Mito Uzumaki: Hard to Handle? Then Don't Handle It!!

"Pathetic Tobirama Senju! Did you really think I couldn't see through your intentions?"

"Has the mere status of being the village's Leader made you jump around like this?"

"Hashirama and I are not like you."

There was no doubt about it!

Uchiha Madara was still an idealist, filled with boundless expectations for the village's future.

This village had been built by Hashirama and him with their own hands!

In his eyes,

Whether Hashirama Senju became the village's Leader or he himself did made no difference. What mattered most was carrying out their Nindo, keeping children from ever setting foot on the battlefield again, and ultimately bringing peace to the Ninja World!

The title of Leader was utterly insignificant. Could it be that Hashirama would be bound by worldly fame and fortune?

How could Tobirama Senju possibly understand the grand ambitions Hashirama and I shared!

"Hmph, Hashirama, hasn't your precious little brother Tobirama Senju already prepared everything for you?"

"Since that's the case, I have no objections."

"Let's do it this way!"

Uchiha Madara's voice was as cold and unfeeling as ever.

Hashirama, I have no objection to you becoming the village's Leader, but your brother Tobirama Senju was pulling little tricks right under my nose.

I'm unhappy, so you have to coax me! (I heard you were supposed to spend tonight with that woman Mito Uzumaki. I hope you know what to do!)

"Madara, Tobirama didn't mean it that way!"

"I've always believed you're more suited than me to be the village's Leader."

Hashirama Senju grew a little anxious. He heard the meaning behind Uchiha Madara's words.

Madara... he was throwing a tantrum!

What was he supposed to do?

"Enough. I have things to do, so I'll head back first."

Uchiha Madara's cold eyes glanced at Tobirama Senju before he gave Hashirama Senju a meaningful look. After saying that, he left the room without looking back. Hashirama, there are too many people here. I'll wait somewhere else!

Tobirama Senju was delighted to see this. His scheme did not seem to have worked as he had imagined, but the final result should still count as a success, right?

Hashirama Senju, meanwhile, looked utterly flustered. He immediately put down the Questionnaire Survey report in his hand and hurried out after him.

Hallway corridor.

"Madara, wait for me! Listen to my explanation! I've always supported you becoming the Leader!"

"Didn't I say this matter has been decided? Once I, Uchiha Madara, agree to something, I never go back on my word!"

Uchiha Madara crossed his arms over his chest, still putting on a cool act. Hashirama, I don't care about the position of Leader at all!

What I care about is your attitude!!

"Then... Madara, are you free tonight?"

"Didn't you say you were spending tonight with Mito?"

"Another day, another day. Mito won't mind. Since I'm going to be the village's Leader, tonight is the perfect time to discuss how we should plan the village's future with you."

"Hmph, honestly. Fine!"

Hearing Uchiha Madara say that, Hashirama Senju immediately broke into a smile and started throwing an arm around Uchiha Madara's shoulders. Then he turned toward the office they had just left and shouted loudly:

"Tobirama! Tell Mito that I won't be coming home to sleep tonight!"

Tobirama Senju: "..." (Am I going to become my sister-in-law's punching bag again?)

That evening, Mito Uzumaki had prepared a whole table of dishes and was eagerly waiting for her husband, Hashirama Senju.

That expectant gaze, that posture as she sat there... she looked like a wife turned to stone while waiting for her husband.

The result was naturally self-evident. Mito Uzumaki would once again spend the night alone, and only Tobirama Senju would return.

Since Tobirama Senju was a bachelor with no wife to cook for him, he had always come to his Big Brother Hashirama Senju's house to freeload meals. Seeing that Tobirama Senju had returned alone, Mito Uzumaki asked in confusion, "Tobirama, where's your Big Brother? Why didn't he come back with you?"

"Sister-in-law, Big Brother asked me to tell you that he'll be spending the entire night with Uchiha Madara, so... he won't be coming back for dinner!"

Tobirama Senju answered nervously.

Mito Uzumaki: "Aaaah! That Naturally Evil Uchiha Madara! I *****"

"******"

"And Tobirama, didn't I repeatedly tell you to keep an eye on your Big Brother and make sure he spent less time with that foul man Uchiha Madara?"

"I made a whole table of food! What am I supposed to do with it now?"

Tobirama Senju: "Sister-in-law, this is hard to handle!" (Sister-in-law, you can't keep an eye on your own man, and somehow that's my fault?)

(Besides, I'm hungry too. Big Brother ran off with Uchiha Madara, and I worked all day by myself. I could finish this whole table of food!)

Mito Uzumaki: "Hard to handle? Then don't handle it!" (Mito flips the table.jpg)

Meanwhile,

Uchiha Makoto was lying on his bed. At that moment, he was in pain yet happy, his feelings so complicated that he could not sleep.

After days of unrelenting effort, he had successfully secured sponsorship from the Feudal Lord of the Land of Fire.

The Feudal Lord of the Land of Fire highly praised Uchiha Makoto's idea of establishing a ninja village, leaving a way out for the Uchiha Clan, and restraining the Senju Clan. He was also willing to provide Uchiha Makoto with various forms of support, including but not limited to financial support, land support, policy support, and more.

To the Daimyo, balance in the Ninja World was extremely important!

Hashirama Senju's attempt to gather the Uchiha Clan, establish a ninja village, and then sweep across the Ninja World was exceptionally dangerous. The Daimyo was so worried about it that he could not even sleep soundly.

However.

The Daimyo's support had its limits.

For instance, regarding financial support, the Daimyo had only initially granted Uchiha Makoto one billion ryo. After all, Uchiha Makoto was still far too weak. Every word out of his mouth reeked of a pyramid scheme; based on mere threats and empty promises, the Daimyo could not possibly offer his full support.

One billion ryo sounded like a lot.

Well... for Uchiha Makoto personally, it truly was an astronomical sum.

Using the minimum reward of one million ryo for an S-rank mission as the standard, Uchiha Makoto would need to complete a full thousand S-rank missions.

If he followed the usual ninja route of taking missions step by step, he would probably have to slave away in the Ninja World until he died, living frugally all the while, just to earn that much money.

But for a ninja village—especially a newly founded one that needed money everywhere—that amount could only be considered basic startup capital.

He was still fucking short on money!

Uchiha Makoto was truly getting a headache over this!

But heaven took pity on him.

His efforts over the past few days had borne fruit. Besides gaining the Daimyo's support, he had also brought in a third-rate minor ninja family—the Sato Clan.

The clan head was named Kazuma Satou, and the entire clan only had around a dozen members.

But no matter what, the ninja village had finally been established!

Of course, none of that was the most important thing!

What mattered was that tonight, his system had finally met the conditions to activate.

"System, activate!"

After a busy day—working like a beast in the morning, working like a beast in the afternoon, moving dorms after coming back in the afternoon, squeezing in a trip to the gym at noon, then coming back at night to write—

I'm so tired.

After all that, I want follows, bookmarks, and monthly votes, damn it!!!