Naruto: Wooing Tsunade from Day One!

The group squeezed into Tsunade's house, leaving barely enough room for everyone to sit. The onlookers, undeterred, showed no intention of leaving.

Shinku Yūhi casually pulled out some melon seeds and handed one to each person. The expression on his face practically screamed, I want to hear the gossip. His behavior clashed amusingly with his typically serious demeanor.

Tsunade, exasperated, glanced at the group and shook her head. "Tell me, what's going on?" she asked, her tone tinged with resignation.

Misaki, sitting cross-legged next to Nawaki, felt like she was on trial.

"Well, here's the thing…" Nawaki began, letting go of Misaki's hand as he tried to organize his thoughts. "A Kusa Ninja wanted to take her by force because they coveted her ability to heal with her body." He paused before continuing, "I recognized she was from the Uzumaki Clan right away, so I stepped in and rescued her."

"It's good to help someone in need. My grandmother would be happy," he added, invoking Mito's name to lend credibility to his actions—and perhaps comfort himself.

"That's it?" Kawakaze asked, cracking another melon seed between his fingers. Nawaki's explanation had been unexpectedly brief.

"That's it," Nawaki confirmed, unsure of his brother-in-law's intent. To him, the situation had never been particularly complicated.

"Whatever, it's over," Kawakaze said dismissively.

With that, the group of curious onlookers dispersed, their interest fading. The tale had turned out to be nothing more than a cliché hero saves the beauty scenario, leaving them feeling it wasn't worth their anticipation. Nawaki brooded silently, dark thoughts swirling, as the crowd dwindled to just four people. Even Minato had taken his leave.

"Misaki Uzumaki, right?" Kawakaze's voice broke the silence, his tone warm as he tried to ease her visible unease.

"Yes, Lord Kawakaze," Misaki responded politely, glancing at him briefly before lowering her head again.

"Would you like to come to our village, Konohagakure?" he asked.

"Is it to see Lady Mito?" Misaki ventured, summoning her courage to meet Kawakaze's gaze.

"Yes, I'll take you to my house. My grandmother will like you." Tsunade chimed in, smiling. She has a quiet personality. She'll be just the type grandmother likes.

Then, Tsunade turned her gaze to Nawaki, a wry smile tugging at her lips. This stupid boy is really lucky—he can even pick up a beauty on a mission.

"Grandma will definitely like you. She's a really nice person," Nawaki said, following Tsunade's lead. "She'll be no worse than Grandma Kyoko," he added, praising Mito to Misaki.

As he spoke, he reflected that Mito only showed her tough side when dealing with Hashirama. But Hashirama had made his choices, and no one could blame her for that.

"I'll do it," Misaki said, readily agreeing. She felt content knowing she would have a place to settle down.

"That's fine. I'll send someone to escort you back tomorrow," Tsunade decided. There was no point in keeping Misaki, an ordinary person, in the camp.

"Thank you, Lady Tsunade," Misaki said with proper politeness.

"You don't have to be so polite. You can call me sister," Tsunade replied warmly.

"Sister," Misaki said timidly.

"Good girl. Go out and let Nawaki find you a place to rest for the night." Tsunade reached out, helping Misaki to her feet. A circle of Chakra flowed through Misaki's body, filling her with a warm current that left her feeling reinvigorated.

"Don't worry, sister.".

"Let's go," Nawaki said, standing up to lead Misaki out of the house.

"What do you think?" Kawakaze asked, clearly noticing Tsunade's subtle actions.

"No training, but she has a good constitution. We'll see if we can train her to be a Medical-nin," Tsunade replied. She was well-versed in the potential of the Uzumaki Clan. Nagato had proven extraordinary, though Kushina was an exception—she preferred hitting people over healing them. If Misaki could be trained, she might become a valuable assistant for Tsunade's research in the future.

"I have high hopes for her," Kawakaze said confidently.

His sure tone earned him a glare from Tsunade. Did he really think becoming a Medical-nin was as easy as picking cabbages?

...

The next day, Tsunade handed Misaki a letter. "When you get home, just give this letter to my grandmother," she instructed. Considering the suddenness of the situation, Tsunade had carefully explained everything in the letter to ensure there were no misunderstandings.

"Okay, sister," Misaki replied obediently, taking the letter and keeping it close.

"Nawaki, goodbye," Misaki said, turning to him.

"Goodbye," Nawaki responded simply.

After bidding farewell, Misaki followed the Konoha Ninja and left.

"They're gone. What are you still looking at?" Tsunade snapped, landing a punch on Nawaki's head.

"Ouch~" Nawaki cried out, rubbing the sore spot. "Why did you hit me?"

"Look at your worthless appearance," Kawakaze, enjoying the scene, couldn't resist mocking him.

"And where are you better than me?" Nawaki shot back indignantly. His brother-in-law sometimes treated Tsunade the same way—what right did he have to talk?

"Brat, you're looking for a beating," Kawakaze growled, delivering another explosive punch.

"Let's go," he said, dragging Tsunade away. Nawaki stood there, still nursing his injury.

"Haha, you never learn," a voice came from behind him. "I've warned you plenty of times about the trouble your big mouth gets you into, but you just don't listen."

Nawaki turned to see Minato, who had appeared out of nowhere.

"Get lost. Leave me alone," Nawaki snapped, anger bubbling over. Who did Minato think he was messing with? He rubbed his head and walked off, muttering about fake brotherhood. They were all the same.

"Hey, Nawaki~" Minato called out, following after him with a teasing tone. His overly cheerful demeanor only added to the lightheartedness of youthful friendship.

Meanwhile, the Konoha camp had regained its vitality after a period of recuperation. The lightly injured had recovered, and the seriously injured had been sent back to Konoha. The camp's combat readiness had now reached its peak.

"We don't know when Ōnoki will make a comeback," Tsunade said sternly in the deliberation hall. "We must establish a set of rules today. Otherwise, we'll face the same dilemma as before."

Tsunade's seriousness set the tone. This time, both Nawaki and Minato participated fully in the meeting, a marked change from their previous roles as mere guards. Their military achievements had earned them this recognition.

The audience, however, wore worried expressions. This meeting had been held many times before, but today, Tsunade's attitude was exceptionally firm. It was clear she intended to leave with a concrete plan in place.

"Hayato, you go first," Kawakaze said, his expression thoughtful. He, too, had been straining to come up with solutions and didn't want to waste this hard-earned moment of reprieve.

"Ōnoki is resting at the border of the Land of Earth, waiting for supplies," Hayato began. "Meanwhile, Sunagakure has stationed heavy troops at the border of the Land of Wind and set numerous traps. They're clearly prepared for a bloody battle."

Hayato's intelligence was concise and reliable, laying out the current situation with clarity.

"Why don't we ask Lord Third for reinforcements again?" a hesitant Konoha Ninja suggested, sounding desperate.

"No more reinforcements," Tsunade replied, shaking her head. "We also need to ensure the safety of the village itself." If reinforcements had been an option, she would have already approached her Sensei for them.

"Damn Iwagakure. If they hadn't interfered, we'd have already taken the Land of Wind," grumbled a veteran. The man bore a terrifying scar on his once-handsome face, a reminder of the battle against the Third Kazekage.

"The battlefield is ever-changing," Kawakaze interjected calmly. "We were simply not adequately prepared." He wasn't one to assign blame. After all, what sense was there in war?