What Kind of Decent Person Wears Armor to a Wedding Banquet?

"They were invited by Lord Hokage too??"

"They don't look like it. What kind of decent person wears armor to a wedding banquet?"

"But he really does have an invitation from the Fire Country..."

"Shh, stop talking. The Iron Country samurai have already entered."

As Mifune and the others entered the village, those who had already arrived in Konoha Shinobi Village for the wedding feast stopped discussing them.

After all, this was Konoha Shinobi Village. What waves could a mere hundred samurai possibly stir up?

They had traveled such a great distance to attend the banquet not only to show respect to Konoha Shinobi Village of the Fire Country and to Tsunade, but also because this wedding was Red's—that was, Kanami's.

Many people had come to take this opportunity to see what Kanami actually looked like.

Everyone knew he had red hair and handsome features, but very few had ever seen him.

Nor had any painter ever truly captured Kanami's real appearance.

After all, ordinary people usually had no chance to meet Kanami. Those who did were either his acquaintances or his enemies.

"It seems Konoha has truly grown complacent. They actually let us in so easily, even though we're wearing armor."

Rikaku muttered softly.

Mifune shot him a glare. "Talk less. That invitation was sent by the Fire Country daimyo himself. Why would they stop us?"

"Even if the daimyo has long lost real power, Tsunade still has to have the daimyo's side review invitations like these before sending them out."

"What we need to do now is wait—wait for the others to slip in."

Another samurai in iron armor beside them, Chosuke, pressed, "Sir, how will we know which ones have infiltrated and which ones are genuinely here just to attend the wedding feast?"

"Don't worry. The wind