"You idiot."
"You still haven't looked at the gift I gave you!"
"Hmph."
To think Mito Uzumaki shoved Hashirama Senju away at once, her face flushing as she hurried toward the gift drifting over to her.
"Haha...!"
Hashirama Senju smiled as he watched Mito Uzumaki before him.
The moment Mito Uzumaki got the gift, she eagerly opened it. Inside were wooden dolls—every single one of them.
[Today, I got married. My bride is the beautiful Mito Uzumaki.] The first pair of dolls depicted a man and a woman: Hashirama Senju and Mito Uzumaki.
[Today, Mito became pregnant. When I found out, I was happy for three days and three nights. I'm going to be a father.] Hashirama Senju held Mito Uzumaki, whose belly had begun to swell slightly.
[Today, our child was born. I named him Senju Fujima. He is the crystallization of our love.] Hashirama Senju and Mito Uzumaki held the young Senju Fujima in their arms.
[Today...!]
Every wooden doll depicted their past. Beneath each carving were words clearly recording what had happened at the time.
"This idiot... Since when did he become so romantic?"
"But I like it."
As Mito Uzumaki looked at the dolls before her, scene after scene flashed through her mind. Recalling everything they had been through over the years, a trace of happiness and sweetness flickered in her eyes.
"Hashirama Senju."
Mito Uzumaki turned to look at Hashirama Senju.
"Yeah, I'm here!"
Hashirama Senju waved at Mito Uzumaki, his face full of smiles.
"I want to go three hundred rounds with you."
Mito Uzumaki shouted at Hashirama Senju, then ran straight toward him.
"Hahaha...!"
Hashirama Senju burst into laughter and opened his arms.
A wonderful day passed just like that. Early the next morning, all of Konoha began to bustle with activity.