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Chapter 047: I Saw Those Breasts

Over the past year, Senju Wakama had rarely asked about the Hyuga clan's attitude toward him.

He didn't need to ask Tsukuyo would tell him everything he needed to know.

Wakama knew it all.

But this was a harsh reality he would have to face sooner or later.

"Alright, let's just pretend… he really didn't ask anything," Wakama murmured, lowering his gaze.

His words struck Hyuga Miyu like a thunderbolt. She opened her mouth, about to explain, but Wakama spoke again, his expression serious.

"We've been together for a while now. I understand what you want. I won't play dumb, but I also need to make it clear to you I won't be marrying into your family."

Miyu stared at Wakama, speechless.

"But will your father allow you to marry into the Senju clan?" Wakama didn't give her much time to process his words.

"If the outcome is that we can't be together, then what's the point of everything we're doing now?"

"So, for the sake of our futures, I hope you can think about this clearly."

Miyu's hands trembled as she held her teacup.

At that moment, her eyes caught sight of the luxurious robe she had just received from Wakama.

When she first saw it, she had been overjoyed.

But now, she realized just how extravagant it was.

The smooth, comfortable fabric, the obviously expensive embroidery, the meticulous tailoring it was a gift far too lavish.

It felt like a parting gift, something given before a breakup.

In that instant, a wave of fear washed over Miyu.

For Wakama, she had returned to the Hyuga clan, willingly accepting the Caged Bird Seal and giving up her status as the heir to the main family.

Even so, the Hyuga clan would never allow her to marry outside the clan.

This meant the Hyuga would only accept Wakama marrying into their family.

Even now, Miyu's father still held onto the hope that Wakama might agree to this arrangement.

And Miyu herself couldn't abandon everything and elope with Wakama without the Hyuga clan's support.

Because a strong maternal family was crucial to her future status.

Even the Senju clan wouldn't respect a runaway.

And the Hyuga clan would never allow their Kekkei Genkai to leave the family.

This had always been a dilemma for Miyu. She had always known that the path she pursued was fraught with peril.

Now, Wakama had laid this harsh reality bare.

"Miyu, a year is not a short time," Wakama said, looking at her earnestly. "We're both growing up. Some things need to be made clear."

"I don't want to leave you," Miyu said gloomily. "But if I don't have the backing of a strong maternal family, even your closest relatives might not allow me to join your family. So…"

This was something Miyu's stepmother had discussed with her in private.

No matter how difficult it was, Miyu had to understand the stakes.

"You want to be with me, but you can't give up the Hyuga clan, right?" Wakama asked, his expression unchanging.

"Yes…" Miyu knew it was hard. Of course, she hoped Wakama would be the one to compromise, but she couldn't say it out loud.

What Miyu didn't expect was for Wakama to pull out a letter from behind him and hand it to her.

Miyu instinctively took the envelope and asked, "What… is this?"

"Please deliver it to your father," Wakama said softly. "My sister now has control over the Senju clan, and even my father listens to her. She hopes our clans can unite and form a village, working together in harmony. This is my father's personal letter."

Hearing this, Miyu was stunned. This was a path she had never considered.

"Our Senju clan is very sincere. I believe your father will understand."

Wakama's voice was gentle. "You don't need to feel burdened. This is just an attempt. If your father agrees, it'll be a pleasant surprise. If he doesn't, it's just a minor regret."

"But I believe that, in my lifetime, that day will come."

Wakama's face broke into a warm smile, as gentle and polite as ever.

His smile was like the purest part of winter sunlight, comforting and impossible to look away from.

Miyu stared at Wakama, mesmerized.

That smile captivated her and gave her a faint sense of certainty that this would surely come true.

Miyu tightly gripped the letter and said, "I'll definitely deliver it to my father."

If the Hyuga clan leader had previously turned a blind eye to Wakama's identity, after receiving this letter, Wakama's status would be officially recognized. The Hyuga clan could no longer pretend not to know his origins or secretly try to take him in as a son-in-law.

"I know this is difficult, but I'll find a way to face it with you," Wakama said solemnly.

Miyu gazed at Wakama's face, her cheeks slightly flushed. A smile slowly spread across her face, and she nodded softly.

Wakama maintained his smile.

He had practiced this smile in front of a mirror for a long time.

It wasn't just to deceive Miyu it was something Tsukuyo had demanded.

As time passed, Tsukuyo's essential oil business had flourished, and she had begun expanding into a new venture wellness services.

In this world, whether it was powerful ninja or wealthy nobles, everyone was mortal. They all faced birth, aging, sickness, and death.

Tsukuyo's new industry sold "health anxiety" to a group of people with little cultural awareness, and her wallet grew fatter by the day.

In the future, the Senju clan would interact with all sorts of wealthy clients.

To ensure these clients would spend their money freely, the Senju clan needed to develop skills they had never prioritized before.

One of these basic skills was the "commercial smile."

A friendly smile made it easier to put clients at ease.

Pleasant words made it easier to achieve goals this was a proven truth.

After discussing the "big matter," Wakama continued to pour tea for Miyu and brought up another topic.

"By the way, there's something else. My sister thinks it's no big deal, but I feel I should tell you."

In truth, he thought it wasn't a big deal and shouldn't even be mentioned.

But Tsukuyo had told him to find an opportunity to tell Miyu.

Having followed Tsukuyo for so long, Wakama had already guessed her intentions.

Hearing Wakama's serious tone, Miyu tensed up again and asked cautiously, "What… is it?"

"Recently, I've been learning medical techniques from my sister," Wakama stated.

Miyu nodded, following his lead. "That's good."

"She had me observe her medical procedures in person," Wakama's tone grew slightly strange.

His tone made Miyu nervous, and she asked softly, "And?"

"The clients were courtesans from the red-light district in Tanzaku Quarter. My sister was performing 'breast enhancement procedures' for them," Wakama said matter-of-factly.

Miyu was stunned. "So?"

Wakama looked at her seriously. "I saw their breasts."

Miyu: "…"

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