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Chapter 50 - NFLS: Chapter 50

"Old servant, this life has been worth it!"

Tsunade-sama had finally seen the light, becoming a dignified, elegant, and generous lady. Walking out of the room, Yamamoto Kenjirō felt like he was flying in the clouds...

"Uncle Yamamoto, did something good happen to you? Did you get a raise?"

The young junior butler looked at Yamamoto strangely. Senior Yamamoto seemed a little different than usual today...

Tsunade-sama becoming a lady was much happier than getting a raise.

"Oh, Maozhi!"

Yamamoto Kenjirō greeted him kindly. "Where are you going?"

"First Hokage-sama asked me to invite guest Aoi over."

The junior butler named Maozhi's mouth twitched. Uncle Yamamoto, who was known as the Demon Butler, had never smiled. What was going on?

"Is that so? Then let me go and notify him."

Yamamoto Kenjirō couldn't wait to see the dignified and generous Princess Tsunade again.

"By the way, Maozhi. Please, go get some pastries. Please!"

Yamamoto Kenjirō's old face almost smiled into a chrysanthemum...

Maozhi was speechless. Please? Senior Yamamoto was definitely not the usual senior today!

"Oh dear, I wonder what Tsunade-sama will discuss with the guest. Tea ceremony? Or flower arrangement? Or the situation on the front lines?"

Yamamoto Kenjirō smiled as he walked back to the room, eagerly pulling open the paper sliding door...

"..."

The scene at that time was very awkward. The dignified, elegant, and generous Princess Tsunade's image had completely collapsed. She was lying across Aoi's chest, her small face full of a happy flush!

If the two of them weren't so young, Yamamoto Kenjirō would have even thought that this was the aftermath of something...

Their eyes met, and Aoi and Yamamoto Kenjirō's gazes involuntarily intersected in the air.

Why did you come back so quickly?

Aoi slowly grinned, forcing a stiff smile. "Um, would you believe me if I said that Tsunade-sama fell?"

A ninja tripping on flat ground? Do you think I'd believe that?

Yamamoto Kenjirō's ruddy face turned the color of pot ash in a short second.

"Guest, Lord Hashirama requests your presence!"

Yamamoto Kenjirō stared at Aoi expressionlessly, his terrifying gaze as if saying, "Kid, if it wasn't Lord Hashirama looking for you, I would definitely flay you alive!"

Just then, Maozhi ran over excitedly, carrying pastries. "Senior Yamamoto, the pastries are here!"

"Why are you shouting so loudly? Can't you see the guest is about to leave!"

Yamamoto grinned ferociously, and his demonic fangs slowly rubbed together. "Maozhi, when will you be able to become a little smarter?"

"Wuuu, I was wrong."

Maozhi wanted to cry but had no tears. Everything before had really been an illusion...

Uncle Yamamoto was even more terrifying than usual today!

Ten minutes later...

Aoi had never felt that seeing Senju Hashirama was such a happy thing.

"Lord Hashirama!"

Aoi was almost crying. The pressure Yamamoto Kenjirō had given him on the way here was too great. Two-year-old girl nurturing was too sinful...

"Hmm? Still calling me 'Lord'?"

Senju Hashirama shook his head seriously. "Shouldn't you change your address?"

"Change my address?"

Aoi suddenly had a headache, hesitating for a long time before tentatively asking, "Grandpa?"

"Pfft..."

The First Hokage laughed and rolled on the ground. "You're really something, no wonder you managed to snatch away little Tsunade at only two years old."

Now, even if Aoi was slow to react, he knew that the First Hokage was joking with him...

This guy was still so unreliable.

However... Who told him to be the man hailed as the God of Shinobi!

Don't look at how the war on Konoha's front lines was a mess right now, but as long as Hashirama went out for a stroll, the other four shinobi villages wouldn't kneel down and call him daddy. If they didn't, Aoi would write his name backwards.

Seeming to see the confusion in Aoi's eyes, the First Hokage suddenly fell silent...

"I know what you're thinking. Actually, I also want to end this pointless war."

Senju Hashirama shook his head gently, his eyes dim.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't...

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