After bidding farewell to the Uchiha mirror, the four of them walked forward again.

Along the way, more and more eyes fell on Sister Hashirama.

"Ah?" Sister Hashirama held her chin with one hand and looked at Senju Shige with a puzzled expression, "Shigema-kun, I and... your father, the first Hokage of Konoha Hidden Village, are we really that similar? Why?

So many people are looking at me...it feels weird." Because little Tsunade had said this before, it didn't seem out of the blue for her to ask now.

After Senju Shige was stunned for a moment, he nodded happily and responded: "That's true. If you don't believe it," he raised his finger and pointed to the shadow rock in the distance, "You can look at that. Those two heads are my father.

And my second uncle."

Sister Hashirama then turned to look. After observing carefully for a moment, she said seriously: "With all due respect, I think I am better looking."

Shotadai: "..." Hey, you have to order some facial expressions!

Senju Shige: "..." Ah... no matter how good-looking my father is, he is just a man, and he cannot compare with women. Moreover, he probably never thought about comparing his beauty with women... But Bamboo... no,

Uchiha Madara, his appearance is unmatched by many women, but he has a snake-like heart.

"But..." Sister Hashirama continued to hold her chin with one hand, and asked with an annoyed look, "I look so much like the first generation of the village, will there be any problems? For example, trouble..." At this point, she

She couldn't help but let go of little Tsunade's hand, ran to "my own Anada" again, hugged his arm, and asked with worry and longing, "Anada, you will protect me, oh?"

"

Shota replied expressionlessly: "No, I'm going to weigh you and sell it to the villagers who particularly respect the first generation. Well, five hundred taels per pound."

"...I hate it~" Sister Hashirama punched someone's chest with her little fist, making a "dong dong dong" sound.

"Pfft--" Shotachi, who almost vomited blood, felt that he was a little internally injured, and seriously doubted whether the debuff on this person was fading away, because this intensity was simply unreasonable.

Little Tsunade said "ugh!" with a look of disgust on her face.

Senju Shige also felt that he had eaten a bowl of dog food angrily. At the same time, he felt that Senki-san was even more unlike his father, because it was completely unimaginable that his father was flirting with people in front of them... That was too contrary to the rules.

Yeah, I can’t imagine it at all...

in the following time.

The four of them walked all the way to the Hokage building.

Senju Shige paused and said half-jokingly: "Okay, I'm going to work to make money. You can continue to play. Tsuna, do you have enough money?"

Little Tsunade pulled off the money bag from her waist, raised her hand and shook it.

"That's fine," Senju Shige warned, "but don't even think about going to the gambling parlors. The entire gambling parlors in Konoha have been warned by my second uncle. Anyone who dares to let you in will be shut down for at least a month."

Little Tsunade: "...Tsk."

Small face, big dissatisfaction.

"There are two more," Senju Shige looked at Sister Hashirama and Shota, "I will leave Tsuna to you. Please be sure not to be separated from her." In fact, it should be the other way around. If these two people don't get along,

When his niece walked together, he was worried about what would happen. However, speaking is an art, and he obviously learned well in this aspect.

"Don't worry." Sister Hashirama replied with a smile.

"Yes." Shota Daiya took little Tsunade's hand again, "I will always hold Tsunade-hime's hand!"

"Yada!" Little Tsunade said suddenly, "Don't lead Taro, you should lead him, I want you to carry him!"

Senju Fan frowned slightly: "Xiao Gang..."

Then he saw the young man squatting down in front of his little niece with a smile on his face——

"Hi, hi, Tsunade-hime, please come up."

Little Tsunade then pounced on the back of the young man in front of her with the same smile on her face, hugged his neck tightly with both hands, and the small money bag hooked on her fingers dangled under the latter's neck.

"Otaro——" Little Tsunade stretched out her hand to the front, "The target is ahead, let's go!!!"

"Yo Xi! Come on!" The young man ran out with great energy.

"...Hoshi-chan, don't run so fast, be careful of falling." Sister Hashirama also quickly stepped on her clogs to catch up.

Senju Shige stood there and stared blankly at the three figures. For some reason... he felt that he saw his father's second uncle and sister, and also felt that he saw his eldest brother, sister-in-law, and Xiaozuna. Unconsciously, there was even a slight blur in the corners of his eyes.

Sour. So he raised his head, glanced at the sky, then pretended that his eyes were hurt by the sunlight, raised his hands and rubbed his eyes, and then continued walking towards the Hokage Building with a normal expression.

In the next time...

The two of them walked around many streets and alleys under the guidance of little Tsunade, who also "moved" on their backs.

Sometimes it was a boy who carried her, and sometimes it was a woman who carried her.

Little Tsunade also reciprocated the favor, taking out money to buy some snacks from time to time, and then dividing them into three equal parts and feeding them to the other two.

It's almost noon.

Little Tsunade lay on Sister Hashirama's back, chewing on a maltose made into a kunai shape, and murmured: "Really, why doesn't my second uncle allow me to enter the casino? Otherwise, I would definitely be able to

Earn back everything you lost in the past!"

"That's right!" Sister Hashirama nodded with "the same hatred".

Shota looked at the two of them sideways: Can it be done? You two have no idea?

But then again, if he really knew what he was doing, he wouldn't have lost so miserably...

Just then...

"Huh? Wait?" Little Tsunade suddenly noticed a group of children gathering together on the roadside, "What are those little brats doing? Aunt Qianji, let's go over and take a look!"

Sister Hashirama casually patted little Tsunade's calf and complained as she walked over there: "Aren't you a brat yourself?"

"I stopped having a runny nose a long time ago!" Little Tsunade raised her finger and pointed at a little boy who was sniffing and looking down at something, and said confidently, "So, I have long been a mature child, completely different from them.

no the same!"

"Hi, hi..." Sister Hashirama was amused.

Shotaichi couldn't help but laugh - oh my, was Tsunade-sama so cute when she was a child? A mature child or something, it was like, pfft!

The three of them walked over and found that these children were actually "gambling on the street." Well, okay, they were actually playing marbles. That is, they put a handful of marbles into a wooden cover and swung it around hard. When it was opened,

The marbles are basically gathered together in twos and threes. At this time, count whether the largest group of marbles is an odd number or an even number.

"This is good!" Little Tsunade lowered her head and shouted excitedly, "You guys, can I participate? What's the bet?"

Compared with her peers, little Tsunade, who is wearing a pink kimono with a clean and pretty face, is like a little princess, and Hashirama sister who is carrying her is also very ugly. Although the child is young, but the most basic

He could still tell the difference between beauty and ugliness, so several little boys immediately blushed, and one of them replied hesitantly while sniffing: "Yes, yes, you can just use snacks to bet."

"Then I'll use this!" Little Tsunade threw a small bag down casually.

"Ah! Isn't this the limited edition kunai maltose?"

"I have been asking my mother for a long time, but she refused to buy it for me because it was too expensive."

"Me too, me too."

"Are you really betting on this?"

"That's natural!" Little Tsunade slid off Sister Hashirama's back, folded her arms, and raised her chin confidently, "One round and one candy, no problem?"

"No, no!"

Therefore, little Tsunade, who was ordered not to go to the casino, found a "small gambling bureau" composed of children of the same age on the street - this addiction can be said to be unique, but on the other hand, as long as this addiction can be satisfied,

She really doesn't challenge the situation very much and can be said to be quite easy to deal with.

At the same time, Sister Hashirama squatted down beside her in a new and exciting manner.

Shotadai: "..." Hey, can you two have some potential? Are you really just betting with a bunch of kids?

He held his forehead helplessly, not knowing what to say for a moment, and then, with a blind eye, he saw that these two people had lost everything in a short period of time...

"Damn it!" Little Tsunade looked at the empty snack bag and slammed the table, "It's gone so quickly!!!"

The other children were so frightened that they quickly stuffed the won kunai malt candies into their mouths, fearing that she would snatch them back.

Little Tsunade: "..." What, what are you doing! She is not a bad gambler! Then, she turned her head and looked at Sister Hashirama, "Aunt Chiki, do you have any snacks with you?"

Sister Hashirama spread her hands and shook her head.

"Oitaro, what about you?"

Shota Dai also shook his head. He didn't have much money on him, and Konoha's shopping level was so high. Where could he get snacks from?

Little Tsunade looked down at her empty money bag, her face suddenly puffed up, and one word came out from her whole body——

No! Open! Heart!

Sister Hashirama also squatted silently in front of a certain boy, stretched out a hand to grab the hem of his clothes, and without saying a word, she just looked up and stared at him eagerly.

Shota Dai: "..." What's this feeling like that your wife and children are being bullied and waiting for him to fight back?

But the problem is...

He looked at the group of children and felt a headache - the opponent was a group of children, even if he won? It would be a weak victory, right?

However……

Little Tsunade followed suit and walked over, stretched out her hand to grab the hem of his clothes, raised her head and stared at him silently.
To be continued...