Naruto: Wooing Tsunade from Day One!

"Oh, what a rare visitor! If it isn't my eldest granddaughter!"

As soon as Tsunade and Kawakaze entered the living room, they saw Mito set down her teacup and greet them warmly.

"Grandma, I'm home!" Tsunade said, scratching her head awkwardly before trotting over to Mito. She crouched down beside her and took her hand in hers.

From an outsider's perspective, the two looked about the same age—Mito even appeared a bit younger.

Kawakaze observed the affectionate scene between Tsunade and her grandmother, finding it oddly surreal.

"It's all his fault," Tsunade said, pointing accusingly at Kawakaze while still holding Mito's hand with her other one. "He insisted on dragging me out to drink sake. Otherwise, I'd have been back earlier."

"Blame me, blame me, it's all my fault," Kawakaze said, setting the gifts he carried aside as he walked over to take responsibility.

"Heh, men are good for nothing," Mito said with a glance at both of them. She shook off Tsunade's hand and picked up her teacup again, leaving the two standing awkwardly, unsure of how to proceed.

Tsunade hesitated, wondering if her grandmother was genuinely upset.

"Show me the seal," Mito said suddenly, her tone serious. A faint smile flickered across her lips as she observed them.

"Huh? What seal?" Tsunade asked, momentarily confused.

"What do you think?" Mito replied, giving her a sharp glare. Tsunade quickly came back to her senses.

She rolled up her sleeve to expose her arm, revealing the clearly visible Eight Trigrams Seal etched onto her skin.

Mito placed her hand over the seal, carefully sensing its condition.

Inside Tsunade, Chōmei stirred uneasily. Sensing the overwhelming presence of the Nine-Tails was enough to make him tremble with fear. Now, even the faintest trace of the Nine-Tails' chakra seemed to be heading his way.

"Don't mess with me, big sister. I don't want to see him," Chōmei muttered, his words barely finished when he saw a massive fox sitting in front of his prison door.

"Bug, you're sealed too."

Even though only a trace of its chakra was present, the Nine-Tails' condescending gaze remained unshaken. To the fox, looking at Chōmei was like looking at an ant.

"None of your business. You're sealed too. We're more or less the same," Chōmei retorted, his stubborn nature refusing to back down.

The Nine-Tails' eyes twitched with visible irritation. That damned insect had chosen the wrong nerve to poke.

Back then, that man had said, "Nine-Tails, your power is too great, so I must seal you."

With just one hand, that man had captured and sealed him, leaving an unhealed scar on his pride. The memory of being choked and subdued was still fresh, and the suffocating sensation lingered even now.

"Die, insect. I want to kill you," the Nine-Tails growled, pouncing at the prison door in a fit of rage.

Terrified, Chōmei momentarily forgot that the Nine-Tails couldn't harm him in its current state.

"You scared the living daylights out of me," Chōmei said with a deep sigh of relief when the Nine-Tails abruptly vanished mid-leap.

At that moment, Mito's hand withdrew from Tsunade's arm.

"The seal control is not bad," Mito remarked calmly.

"Heh heh, that's right. You taught me yourself," Tsunade said with a smile as she stood up and took a seat in the chair below Mito.

Deep down, she felt reassured. Grandma still cares about me, making sure my seal is strong enough to keep me safe.

"Stop being so cheeky, and pay attention when you have children in the future. The seal will be greatly weakened," Mito said coldly.

The remark caught Tsunade mid-sip of water, causing her to choke.

"Cough, cough…"

"I know, Grandma," Tsunade replied, patting her chest while nodding with her head lowered. Whatever was going through her mind, she kept it to herself.

Kawakaze, on the other hand, had known this for a long time. One thing was certain: if anyone dared disturb Tsunade during childbirth, there would only be three words to describe their fate—they will die.

"Kawakaze, what brings you here today?" Mito asked casually, sipping her tea with graceful composure.

Her refined demeanor only served to highlight the contrast with Tsunade, who was miles away from anything resembling elegance.

"Lady Mito, I've come to visit you today especially," Kawakaze said, his tone formal. He had considered addressing her as "Grandma," but guilt held him back. Besides, Mito looked far too young to match the title.

"I'm an old woman who never leaves the house. Why would you want to visit me?" Mito asked, feigning ignorance, while Tsunade remained silent, clearly waiting for the inevitable exchange to unfold.

"Well, I…" Kawakaze stammered, fumbling for the words he had rehearsed earlier. His mind had gone blank.

"I what?" Mito prodded, clearly amused by his awkwardness. His embarrassed demeanor only made her more entertained.

"Go on!" Tsunade said impatiently. Watching him stall like this was frustrating. Was she supposed to step in and say it herself?

Kawakaze finally summoned the courage to speak. "Grandma, Tsunade and I love each other and have already gotten together."

The words came out all at once as he pushed himself to call her "Grandma," disregarding whether it felt appropriate or not.

Saying those words felt like surviving a major calamity. In both his past and present lives, it was akin to meeting his in-laws for the first time. All his mental preparation to stay calm crumbled to dust.

"Oh, and then what?"

Mito's indifferent response left Kawakaze at a complete loss. Was she really that calm? Even a hint of surprise would've been better!

"I want to marry her," Kawakaze declared, his voice firm as he stuck out his neck. At this point, it was all the same to him—he might as well go for it.

He had assumed that Mito didn't fully approve of their relationship and had prepared himself for the worst. If it came down to it, he would just have to return someday with grandchildren.

"Good, I've been waiting to hear you say that!"

Mito slammed her hand on the table as she stood, causing the water in her cup to spill.

Hashirama, you bastard! she thought. See? The gambler you raised is finally wanted by someone. Don't worry—it's all in my capable hands now, hahaha!

"I have no objections, as long as you're good to Tsunade in the future," she added firmly.

"Ahhh!" Kawakaze exclaimed, taken aback by the sudden and stark contrast in Mito's tone. The difference was jarring, leaving him momentarily at a loss.

"Grandma~ You haven't even asked if I want to," Tsunade interjected, pouting. Her grandmother had agreed far too quickly.

They say things that come too easily aren't valued, she thought, her annoyance growing.

"You're practically dying to live in his house, so why ask?" Mito replied, her tone sharp. "Besides, you know what kind of person you are, don't you? You're lucky to have someone, and you're still being picky?"

Mito's words struck hard, each one landing like a blow to Tsunade's already fragile heart.

So this is what I look like in my grandmother's eyes, Tsunade thought bitterly. That concern she showed earlier must have been fake.

"Hahaha~"

Kawakaze had undergone professional training to suppress his laughter when necessary, but this time, he truly couldn't hold it in.

The sound of his laughter was unbearably grating to Tsunade's ears.

"What's so funny?"

Bang!!!

Kawakaze's laughter came to an abrupt halt as a large bump formed on his head.

"I don't accept returns," Mito said, immediately voicing Kawakaze's unspoken thoughts as she caught the look in his eyes.

"How dare he! He wants to return it?" Tsunade said, her temper flaring.

"Do you dare?" she asked, clenching her right hand tightly, the sound of her knuckles creaking ominously.

"How could that be? It's impossible~" Kawakaze replied, forcing a smile so strained it looked more like he was about to cry. His pitiful expression was unmistakable.

"That's more like it," Tsunade said, sitting back in her seat, looking satisfied.

Mito, watching the exchange, shook her head slightly. Luckily, this idiot brought it on himself. Otherwise, she might've really messed things up.

"Kawakaze, I'll accept these gifts from you," Mito said, her tone warm and gentle, accompanied by a soft smile. "We'll be family from now on, so make sure to visit often."

"Okay, Grandma," Kawakaze replied.

The first word felt like a breakthrough, and the second one followed effortlessly, as though a psychological barrier had finally crumbled.