When his sister mentioned what he had been thinking, Nawaki Senju's body stiffened slightly. Though it was subtle, Tsunade noticed it all.
Nawaki Senju looked back at his sister Tsunade, and a faint smile appeared on his face instead. "More or less. But even if that's the case, what can I do about it?"
Did Nawaki Senju want to become Hokage?
There was no doubt about it. Although he already seemed quite outstanding, whether in strength or other aspects, did he truly have any hope?
After all, Nawaki Senju was a member of the Senju Clan. If he competed for the position of Hokage, he would receive the attention of many higher-ups. Even so, Nawaki Senju felt immense pressure. Hikaru was like Mount Everest pressing down on him—though there was no Mount Everest in the Naruto World.
The pressure of having such a mountain weighing on him was easy to imagine.
"Try to take it easy. It's not like there'll only be this one chance. Don't forget, you're still young, aren't you?" Tsunade did not know how to comfort her younger brother, so she could only pat his shoulder and tell him to let it go. If he kept dwelling on it, the one who would suffer in the end would still be himself.
"Yeah, I'm relatively young. Being young is an advantage, but that advantage seems a little ironic..."
Nawaki Senju sighed. Those words of comfort could only make someone laugh bitterly, but he knew what his sister was like. It was already good enough that she could do this much.
Tsunade was right. He, Nawaki Senju, was relatively young, but Hikaru was only a little over ten years older than him. A difference of ten-odd years was not much at all. If Hikaru truly became Konoha's next Hokage,