Hashirama shuttled between the floors and rushed to Naruto's office. The scroll he had just received did not contain any superfluous words, only four words.

Hashirama Tsunade.

According to the information provided by the intelligence department, when Jiraiya arrived in Tanokuni, he finally found traces of Hashirama Tsunade near the Short Book Street. Time did not leave any traces on the Hashirama princess, so Jiraiya recognized her at first glance.

Sandaime sucked on his pipe and looked at Tsunade from head to toe. "This doesn't make sense. You didn't disguise yourself?"

Otherwise, how could she have been caught by Jiraiya?

In the past few years, he had received news about Tsunade. She was addicted to gambling and was very good at hiding from debt. She relied on her superb disguise skills to evade her creditors, and because he could not find her, several debt notes were sent across the ocean to Hashirama's residence. Konoha had sent people to search for the only child of the Hashirama family, but they had all returned empty-handed.

Tsunade was once again enraged. She grabbed Jiraiya's neck and sneered. "What a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet him in the ladies' pool."

Who would wear a disguise when taking a bath? Jiraiya was just a blind cat that bumped into a dead mouse.

Jiraiya's legs were weak from the Chakra's vibration. He hung on Tsunade's arm and struggled. "I didn't do it on purpose. Tanokuni's intelligence department told me you were there!"

Sarutobi could not bear to watch the disciple he was so proud of die in front of him. He sighed and turned around to look at the scenery.

It was early autumn in Konoha, and the temperature had dropped. The lush forests in summer were now dyed red and yellow. Leaves fell in twos and threes through the window, falling with the wind, falling with the wind, falling with the wind, falling with the …

Thud!

Get someone down!

Hashirama shook off the dust on his body. Under Sarutobi's complicated gaze, he smiled apologetically, opened the window, and jumped into the room.

Judging from her smooth and elegant movements, she must have climbed over many windows.

"Not through the window, but through the wall."

Hashirama kindly explained the misunderstanding. During the period of peace between the two clans, the wall of Uchiha Macula that he had climbed over was enough for him to go around Konoha once. In terms of speed and stealth, he had some experience.

This kind of explanation was even worse.

Noticing the strange ninja in the office, Tsunade stopped what she was doing. The ninja in front of her had black hair and black eyes. His hair was neatly cut to his shoulders. His eyes were clear and his eyebrows were extraordinary. She was sure that she had never seen this person before, but strangely, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Sandaime Smile introduced them to Hashirama. "These are my two disappointing apprentices, Jiraiya and Tsunade."

The records of Sannin were very detailed. Her apprentice was Jiraiya, who cultivated the Sage Body of the third generation in Mount Myoboku, and Hashirama Tsunade, who single-handedly destroyed the Thunder Ninja's future.

"Hello." Facing the curious gazes of the two juniors, Hashirama returned a broad smile.

"Shodaidaime-sama, please undo the Transformation Jutsu." If someone could recognize you despite your current appearance, then it must be true love.

Shodaidaime-sama?

What does that mean?

Tsunade originally thought that this was her teacher's trick to trick her into going back to the village, but Sarutobi -sensei asked Jiraiya to bring her a message of unknown meaning.

After a puff of white smoke, Tsunade could no longer suppress her heartbeat. "… Grandpa … Grandpa!"

"That's right, but I'm not married yet." The young ninja in the Konoha uniform rubbed his nose subconsciously.

This was a face that was left in Tsunade's memory. Before she could distinguish between life and death, it was already blurred.

She thought that after her lover and family died in battle, the real her also died. Nothing in the world could awaken a heart that was no longer beating, but …

"Is it really Grandpa, Grandpa Hashirama?"

Hashirama laughed. "Yes."

The blonde ninja threw herself into Hashirama's arms and buried her face in Hashirama's chest. She was like a child who found an elder to complain to, silently venting the guilt of Hashirama and Tsunade. "I'm sorry …"

Hashirama hugged Tsunade and whispered helplessly. "Tsunade, you've always done well."

The man said and patted her back comfortingly. "It's my fault, I'm sorry … I was so stubborn in the future."

She abandoned her family, abandoned Konoha, and willfully went to atone for her friends' sins.

The warmth of his palm passed through her clothes to her skin. At that moment, she felt like she had thousands of words to say, about her family, about Konoha, about … her and her heart. But in the end, she wanted to say too much, but nothing came out.

Sandaime looked at his only disciple with gratification.

He was born in the early days of Konoha and grew up with the village. He had witnessed the rise and fall of the two families.

Hashirama used to be so glorious, but now it reflected how pathetic he was. Even Sarutobi himself didn't want to imagine how Hashirama's family had fallen so far. A powerful family with two Naruto bloodlines was nibbled away step by step until only an orphan girl remained.

"Little Tsunade, you're starting to look like a child now."

Sandaime couldn't help but laugh. "We'll have plenty of chances to meet in the future, as long as you don't disappear so easily."

Embarrassed by her teacher's teasing, Tsunade wiped her face and reluctantly took a few steps back.

"Grandpa … why are you here?"

Sandaime stroked his beard. "It's a coincidence, or a miracle."

Hashirama wasn't even thirty years old, but he was being called grandpa by someone of the same age as him. He felt awkward. "Don't call me grandpa, it's scary."

Tsunade understood. She guessed that her grandpa hadn't married Mito's grandmother yet, but they would be husband and wife sooner or later, so it didn't matter.

As for the reason why Sensei Sandaime called her here today, Tsunade had a vague idea.

"About First Daime's identity here, Tsunade, I want him to join the Hashirama Clan under the name of Kashiwa Moritte."

If First Daime stayed in Konoha for a short time, it would be enough to stabilize the hearts of the Konoha's hidden villagers. Hashirama of the Forest had a special meaning in Konoha, and the Hashirama Clan's decline was a shadow in the hearts of the Konoha people.

In other words, if First Daime stayed in Konoha for some time to come …

He was old, and it was time for him to take care of his grandchildren, and it was time for the Naruto's heavy burden to be handed over to the younger generation, especially the young ninja who had rich experience as a Naruto.

Sarutobi smiled. A prominent family, a young successor, and First Daime's strength. Nothing was more perfect than this.

"That's not a problem."

Tsunade immediately agreed. "Grandpa, are you going to use Kashiwa Moritte to join the clan, or change it to Hashirama Kashiwa?"

"…" His granddaughter's decisiveness was quite similar to Hashirama's. Hashirama thought for a moment. "Kashiwa Moritte, then. It'll be too similar to my name if I change it to Hashirama."

But you're already joining the Hashirama Clan. What's the difference?

"Okay, I'll arrange for Grandpa to join the clan tomorrow."

With the return of her old friends, the emptiness in her body was gradually filled. Tsunade selfishly wanted to get more time to spend with her family, especially her grandfather, whom she respected and loved since childhood.

The beautiful ninja flipped her long hair and smiled confidently. "Grandpa, you haven't returned to the Hashirama Clan for a long time, right? I'm bored living alone in the clan. Do you want to come with me?"

Hmm?

Why did she suddenly mention this?

The man was dumbfounded. "There's no need …"

"The ninja's dormitory is so small, it can't be compared to home!"