"Okay."
Mito obediently headed to the kitchen.
Butsuma watched her graceful figure, his tone full of undisguised praise. "Brother Ryū, you really raised a fine daughter. She can grace a hall and take the battlefield alike. There's no girl more outstanding than Mito in all of Fire Country."
Ryū could not help but feel proud. His daughter was naturally both beautiful and intelligent, and she was also his most capable deputy. Over the years, she had helped him shoulder who knew how much pressure.
The two men then began chatting, from the internal affairs of their clans to the situation in Fire Country, before expanding to several neighboring countries, speaking with the air of men surveying the world.
Shusen and Ashina should have left after finishing their meal, but Ryū did not send them away. Besides, they were curious about the Senju Clan's sudden visit, so they naturally stayed behind to listen to the elders talk about the world.
More than ten minutes later, Mito returned carrying an array of lavish dishes. Before the food had even reached the table, everyone could already smell the enticing aroma.
"Niece Mito, what fine cooking. This table is perfect in color, aroma, and flavor. Whoever marries you in the future will be truly blessed," Butsuma said with a chuckle.
Shusen fell into thought. He glanced at Hashirama across from him, whose face was flushed bright red, and seemed to understand why they had come.
"Hashirama, Tobirama, Mito, and Shusen have sworn themselves siblings. That makes us one family, so don't be reserved. Come, let's eat together," Butsuma warmly urged.
Ryū was taken aback. He actually felt as though he were the one visiting the Senju Clan's grounds.
Put nicely, the old man was bold and uninhibited. Put bluntly, he was shameless... Ryū grumbled