"Tobirama, you kept me in the dark for far too long." Shusen gave a bitter smile.
"So that day at the imperial palace, you didn't sincerely want to become sworn brothers with me. You were after my sister."
He was the least qualified person to say that.
Tobirama said bluntly, "You can't put it that way. Sworn brotherhood is sworn brotherhood, marriage is marriage—they can't be confused. Besides, how could a sworn elder brother compare to a brother-in-law?"
Hashirama was deeply embarrassed, feeling as though his wolfish ambitions had been exposed. Beside them, he nodded like a chick pecking at grain.
Shusen sighed. Then some smug old man gave him a heavy slap on the back.
"Hahaha! Speaking of which, worthy nephew Shusen, you're also at the age to marry. After seeing the bride off, stay at the Senju Clan grounds for a while. We have plenty of fine girls there—pick whichever one you like, and I'll be your matchmaker!" Butsuma thumped his chest loudly, expressing his utmost concern for his future brother-in-law.
"Hehe, that won't be necessary..."
Shusen laughed awkwardly. The Senju Clan was famous for its immense strength, regardless of gender. His slight frame could not withstand a Senju girl's torment.
A domineering and forceful girl like Hyuga Rika would not do either. A delicate one would not do. An unattractive one would not do... In short, Shusen had rather high standards for a spouse.
The guesthouse had been built near the clan head's building, specifically to receive envoys from other shinobi clans.
Before long, Shusen escorted the three of them to their destination, said goodbye, and returned home.
The moment he stepped through the front gate, he saw Ashina clinging tearfully to Mito's leg. "Sis, are you really going to marry Hashirama and go back to the