If possible… I want to end this war.
Ryujin stood at the edge of the formation, his gaze sweeping across the gathered Uchiha shinobi as the thought surfaced quietly in his mind.
But ending a war—
Was never simple.
Not in this world.
If there was one method he could consider—one extreme solution—it would be absolute unification.
Unify Konoha.
Unify the entire ninja world.
Only then—
Would war truly disappear.
But that path…
Demanded an even greater price.
And whether it would succeed—
Was uncertain.
Ryujin exhaled softly.
In the end—
He wasn't trying to save the world.
He only wanted to protect what mattered to him.
Everything else—
Was irrelevant.
"Uchiha Ryujin. Time to move."
A clear female voice cut through his thoughts.
He turned slightly.
A group of shinobi approached from the distance.
At the front—
Stood a woman who immediately drew attention.
Golden hair cascaded down her back like flowing silk, radiant and untamed. Her face was flawless, smooth as jade, with perfectly balanced features—delicate nose, sharp eyes, and softly curved brows. Her lips carried a natural hue, her presence commanding without effort.
But what truly stood out…
Was something else entirely.
Her figure.
Even by Ryujin's standards—
It was… excessive.
He had seen many people. Many powerful women.
But this—
Was on another level.
Still… impressive.
The thought surfaced instinctively.
…Which didn't quite match the dignified image of an Uchiha Clan Head.
But—
He was still human.
A man.
And a transmigrator.
Some thoughts…
Were unavoidable.
The woman before him—
Was none other than the Senju Clan's princess.
Tsunade.
They had known each other for a long time.
In fact—
They had grown up together.
Back then, she hadn't been like this.
But as time passed…
Certain aspects of her developed in ways that defied logic.
The mysteries of the human body were truly endless.
Ryujin gave a calm nod.
"Let's move."
His expression remained perfectly composed.
No one—
Not even Tsunade—
Could guess what had just crossed his mind.
With that command, the Senju and Uchiha forces set off simultaneously.
However, despite sharing the same destination—
The two groups moved separately.
Different routes.
Different formations.
Mutual distrust ran deep.
Only at the very front—
Did Ryujin and Tsunade remain relatively close.
As they moved swiftly across the terrain, Ryujin spoke without looking at her.
"Keep your distance."
His tone was calm.
Cold.
"Wouldn't want your clan reporting back to the elders again."
"…."
Tsunade shot him an annoyed look before quickening her pace to match his.
"You're still holding onto that?"
She frowned.
"What happened last time was an accident. And you know how our clans are—it's not like I control everything they do."
Ryujin replied without hesitation.
"Mm. We're enemies."
"…."
Tsunade choked on her response, her temper flaring instantly.
Enemies?
"Yes, our clans are enemies!"
"But that doesn't mean we are!"
Their relationship…
Was complicated.
From the outside, they should have hated each other.
Uchiha.
Senju.
Rivals since the founding of Konoha.
But between them—
It was different.
They had grown up together.
Childhood arguments.
Constant bickering.
Endless clashes.
Most of the time—
Tsunade lost those verbal battles.
But somewhere along the way—
That rivalry had changed.
Turned into something else.
Something closer.
Closer than most would ever believe.
To the point where—
They could almost be called childhood friends.
But now—
Things had shifted again.
And it all began—
A year ago.
Right after Ryujin became Clan Head.
That night, Tsunade had invited him out to drink.
They sat by the river, grilling meat and sharing drinks.
And somewhere along the way—
They both got drunk.
Ryujin had taken her back to the Uchiha district.
And that single act—
Almost ignited a war.
That very night, five senior elders of the Senju Clan, along with dozens of elite Jōnin, stormed into Uchiha territory—
Demanding that Ryujin hand over their "princess."
Tensions escalated instantly.
The two clans stood on the brink of open conflict.
It was only later—
That Ryujin learned the truth.
Tsunade had brought guards.
And those guards—
Had reported everything.
That single incident had worsened the already fragile relationship between the two clans.
Ryujin didn't care about the political fallout.
But one thing—
Had bothered him.
Deeply.
She brought guards.
Did she think I would harm her?
If he truly intended to act—
There had been countless opportunities.
He didn't need tricks.
Didn't need schemes.
That lack of trust—
Was what irritated him.
Ryujin was the kind of person who held onto such things.
Call it stubbornness.
Or precision.
Either way—
He didn't let go easily.
"Hey, hey! Ryujin—don't be like that."
Tsunade suddenly stepped closer—
Then grabbed his arm directly.
Her grip was firm.
Unyielding.
And powerful.
While her ninjutsu talent wasn't overwhelmingly abnormal—
Her physical strength…
Was monstrous.
Perhaps that was the Senju's gift.
Just like the Sharingan—
Was the Uchiha's.
"I'm telling you—I didn't know anything about it!"
Her voice carried genuine frustration.
For once—
She wasn't arguing.
She was explaining.
And she refused to let go.
Because some things—
Needed to be said.
Even on the road to war.
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