The destruction of the Uzumaki Clan had always been a stain on Konoha. After all, the Uzumaki Clan and the Senju Clan were kin, and they had married Lady Mito to Lord Hashirama, bringing the Senju Clan and the Uzumaki Clan closer together while also forming an alliance with Konoha.
The Uzumaki Clan and Konoha had always kept in contact, exchanging resources with one another.
Yet in the end, when the Uzumaki Clan came under attack, Konoha was stretched too thin and could only watch as the Uzumaki Clan was destroyed, their nation torn apart, and less than one in a hundred of their clansmen surviving.
Now that the two lords had found this branch of the Uzumaki Clan, they surely wanted to give the Uzumaki Clan a chance to revive. And since they had come to Konoha, they were probably planning to put down roots here.
In that case, how could the villagers of Konoha not treat them kindly? These people, just like Konoha, were victims of war.
The next day, Tomohiro got up as soon as dawn broke.
He tidied up, rummaged around, and dug out a very proper set of clothes.
This was something Tomohiro had always treasured, clothing he had brought out of the Land of Whirlpools.
Over the years, he had only worn it during major clan banquets. It was extremely precious to him.
After all, it carried memories of the Land of Whirlpools. It was something very important.
He smoothed the outfit until not a single wrinkle remained, then began washing up.
Once everything was done, he dressed neatly.
He casually ate some of the roasted meat, vegetables, and other food left over from last night to line his stomach. Glancing at the time, he saw it was already eight forty-five, so he set