Inside Konoha Hospital
Bored out of his mind, Dave held a fresh newspaper delivered by one of the hospital's nurses. Beside his bed, Tsukimi peeled a pomelo, occasionally feeding him a piece.
"Hey, Tsukimi, look! Our Love Kidney Company's financial figures have gone up again today!" Dave opened the day's newspaper and pointed at a column, chuckling.
"Yes, yes, our Dave is the best! Here, open wide. Ahh~ Have some pomelo as a reward." Listening to him share the news, Tsukimi smiled with her eyes curved into crescents and slipped a peeled piece into his mouth.
"Mmm, today's pomelo is so sweet. Still not as sweet as my Tsukimi, though." Dave's eyes lit up as he chewed, and he reached out to stroke her cheek.
"Oh, stop it. At our age, you're still doing this?" A faint blush rose on Tsukimi's cheeks.
Despite her words, Dave chuckled at her expression, knowing she was still delighted.
"What do you mean, at our age? We're still young! Uncle Madara must be over a hundred by now, right? Just a few days ago, he was leading the new generation of the Uchiha Boy Group and Girl Group in a dance at Uchiha Culture and Media Ltd.," Dave said with a laugh.
"You've got some nerve bringing that up. Teacher Madara is already so old! I heard that when he was performing in Konoha with the Uchiha Boy Group and Uchiha Girl Group a few days ago, Uncle Madara got carried away and led all twenty-odd of them in a pole dance. Konoha was thrown into chaos again that day." Tsukimi rolled her eyes at him helplessly.
"That just proves Uncle Madara is still going strong in his old age, okay? I heard the trouble only started because Uncle Hashirama went along that day,