The Senju Square Dance Group

A few days later, at the dining table in the Senju Compound.

"Duy, the Uchiha Clan already has the Uchiha Girl Group! Our Senju Clan can't leave Luo behind!" Hashirama complained as he ate.

Every afternoon for the past few days, he had gone to West Konoha to challenge Madara to a dance battle, only to suffer a crushing defeat every single time. Hashirama was not happy about it.

With Madara, the Uchiha Clan Head, leading the Uchiha Girl Group in afternoon dance performances around Konoha these past Tael days, the villagers had long since changed their opinion of the Uchiha Clan. Madara's mood had also kept improving. Over the last two days, whenever Dave went to play with him, Madara sent him away, saying he needed to practice his dancing. It nearly brought Dave to tears. Uncle Madara, you've changed.

The villagers had also grown fond of this cool, handsome Uchiha Clan Head, whose cold exterior hid a warm heart—especially the women. When they heard he was still single, they grew even more excited. Compared with Hashirama and his long, straight black hair, the cool, handsome Madara utterly blew him out of the water...

As a result, whenever Hashirama and Madara competed in a dance battle, all the female villagers voted for Madara. Half the men voted for the Uchiha Girl Group behind him, while the other half voted for Madara under threats from the women... As for Hashirama's handful of votes, even those came from members of the Senju Clan recruited to pad his numbers...

This left Hashirama deeply unhappy. He believed he only kept losing because Madara had the Uchiha Girl Group backing him up. So today, he had done some serious soul-searching in the Hokage Office. Why did the Uchiha Clan have the Uchiha Girl Group while he had to fight alone for the Senju Clan?

"Uh... Uncle Hashirama... The whole point of the Uchiha Girl Group was to change the villagers' impression of the Uchiha Clan. The Senju Clan doesn't need that at all... And as for Uncle Madara... Now that the village has been founded and you've become Hokage, Elder Madara has nothing to do all day. Leading the Uchiha Girl Group in dances gives him a Love of his own and a way to pass the time..." Duy smiled bitterly. It's ruined. Everything's completely ruined...

Uncle Madara's obsessed with dancing all day, and now Hashirama's going to start too? Won't that be the end of Konoha?

"No! I absolutely refuse to lose to Madara!" Hashirama threw a childish tantrum, thoroughly disgruntled.

"All right, all right... You can find some pretty Sisters in the Senju Clan and form a Senju Girl Group too..." Duy said helplessly, his head aching.

Fine, fine. As long as those two are happy. At least dance battles in Konoha are better than one of them bringing out a Great Buddha and the other bringing out Susanoo to tear heaven and earth apart...

"Hashirama, this sounds interesting. I'm joining." Having overheard the conversation between uncle and nephew, Mito's eyes lit up with interest...

"Uh... Mito... Aren't girl groups something for young women? You..." Before Dave could say anything, Hashirama swallowed and asked in surprise.

"..." Seeing Mito's long red hair begin to float, Tobirama immediately realized something was wrong. He placed a hand on Dave's shoulder and fled with Flying Thunder God...

"Mito! Mito! Calm down! Calm down! I meant you're old! No, wait! You're older than those young women! No, wait! What I meant was..." Watching Tobirama flee, Hashirama inwardly denounced his brother for abandoning him. He slowly turned his head with a stiff, mechanical motion, swallowed, and spoke in utter terror.

"Hashirama... I'd like to make my meaning clear to you!"

Up on Hokage Rock, Tobirama and Dave squatted with bowls of ramen they had brought from the compound. Listening to the howls coming from that direction, they savored their noodles. Delicious. Today's noodles were truly delicious. Yes, it seemed the old chef's skills had improved again.

When Dave saw Hashirama again the next day, he looked fine on the surface, but his constantly trembling legs told Dave that he had not had an easy night...

"Duy, come chat with your aunt." Mito smiled and waved him over.

"Okay!" With a sweet smile, Dave ran over to Mito's side.

"Duy, your father teaches at school every day and spends his free time doing the research he loves. Your uncle is the Hokage, so he has plenty to keep him busy all day. Your Uncle Madara has found a hobby now too, and his days are full. That leaves only your Aunt Mito bored every day. Is there anything that could give me something to do and a Love to pursue?" Mito asked with a smile.

"...Aunt Mito... Didn't you say yesterday that you were interested in dancing too?" Duy paused, then his eyes gradually lit up with Guang.

"Yes, I find that sort of thing quite interesting too. But I thought about what Hashirama said yesterday. Girl groups are for young, unmarried women. I've been with your uncle for over a decade. I can't exactly wear those revealing clothes every day like they do, can I?" Mito nodded and smiled.

"That really wouldn't be suitable. Aunt Mito, now that you mention it, I've thought of another great idea," Dave said with a nod.

"Oh? What is it?"

"Aunt Mito, have you ever heard of Square Dance?"

"..."

The result was... Every late afternoon, Mito led a group of older and married Senju women in Square Dance in East Konoha... Over time, women from the village and other clans would join Mito there whenever it was time to dance.

Mito loved it too. Duy had told her that this style was called Square Dance, and it was specifically for older or married women. Men could join too, of course, though there weren't many... Square Dance was easy, consisting of simple movements set to catchy, infectious songs with a strong beat. It soon swept through Konoha...

It not only enriched the villagers' lives but also lifted their spirits and helped them lose weight...

Konoha was now divided into two camps... The younger villagers went to West Konoha to watch Madara and Hashirama lead their respective girl groups in dance battles, unable to resist joining in themselves. The older villagers went to East Konoha to Square Dance with Mito...

It's chaos, chaos. Everything's gone completely off the rails... Gazing at the "ravaged" Konoha before him, Dave wept inwardly in anguish...

He touched the Ryo Tael jingling in his pocket, and his heart ached even more.

By now, the Love Kidney Phone had taken Konoha by storm. Pretty much every villager had one, and certain departments in Konoha had their own designated phone numbers. The Uchiha Clan's Konoha Military Police Force, for instance, had one of the numbers villagers called most often: 119. The Medical Department had 120, the Education Department had 121, and so on...

Hashirama loudly praised it as a wonderful invention. Whenever villagers ran into trouble, they could dial 119, and the Uchiha Clan's Konoha Military Police Force would send someone to help.

If they were injured, they could dial 120, and a few Medical Ninja would come to their door to examine them. It was incredibly convenient.

Only three people had personal three-digit numbers like these. Tsukimi had 520, which Dave explained to the little girl meant "I Love you," making her blush. Madara Uchiha had 110. Well... that needed no explanation... Dave himself had 666, purely to indulge his own silly sense of humor.