Naruto: Wooing Tsunade from Day One!-Chapter 331: The Good Days Are Over

"Did Ginji just do that?"

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Kawakaze was the first to step forward, appearing beside the crowd and pointing at little tree as he began to ask questions.

"Mm-hmm," Kakashi, Nagato, and the others nodded in unison. Meanwhile, Ginji and Satsuki still seemed clueless about the situation.

"Haha~ My big boy."

Kawakaze let out a laugh and scooped Ginji up into his arms, planting a few kisses on his rosy cheeks.

"Oops, drool," Ginji muttered, looking disgusted as he wiped his face with the back of his hand.

"It's rare for someone to awaken their Kekkei Genkai at the age of three, especially a Wood Release. And this... this is a Kekkei Genkai that stands above the rest in the entire Ninja World."

Orochimaru's gaze softened as he thought this over, his mind lingering on Ginji. Having such a talented brat as a potential son-in-law wasn't a bad prospect at all.

"No wonder he's a descendant of the Hatake Clan," Sakumo said, his joy evident. Ginji's self-awakening of Wood Release meant that future generations of the Hatake Clan could potentially inherit this extraordinary ability. It would solidify their clan's standing in Konoha even further.

As the clan head, Sakumo couldn't help but feel a twinge of pride. When he met his own father in the afterlife someday, he'd have plenty to boast about.

"Ginji, can you do it again for mommy?" Tsunade asked as she gently took Ginji from Kawakaze's arms.

"Okay," Ginji replied, clearly more inclined to listen to Tsunade.

Without much effort, he placed one hand on the ground. In moments, a small tree began to sprout, growing steadily until it reached about a meter in height.

"That's amazing!" Satsuki exclaimed, her excitement transforming her into a little fangirl.

Orochimaru, watching this display, couldn't help but roll his eyes. In the future, she needs to learn more and not be so easily dazzled by a bit of Wood Release, he thought with a sigh.

"Can you make it grow a little more?" Kawakaze asked softly, crouching down beside Ginji.

"No." Ginji shook his head firmly. He could feel his current limit and knew he had reached it.

"It's normal for the power of a just-awakened Kekkei Genkai to be limited," Orochimaru remarked. "Ginji still has plenty of time to grow. No one can say for sure how high he'll go in the future."

As a professional, Orochimaru's words carried weight. Ginji's self-awakened Kekkei Genkai was more flexible and full of potential than the abilities that Kawakaze and the others had transplanted into themselves.

Whether Ginji's power would eventually surpass Kawakaze's would depend on his own destiny.

"Judging from Ginji's proficiency, this is probably not his first awakening."

Pakura, ever meticulous, voiced her opinion. She suspected that Ginji might have awakened Wood Release earlier, but its effects had likely gone unnoticed until today.

"That makes sense," Sakumo agreed succinctly.

"Ginji," Kawakaze said, placing his hands firmly on Ginji's small shoulders. The father and son locked eyes as Kawakaze asked, "Tell Dad—when did you realize you could make trees grow quickly?"

"Hmmm..." Ginji thought deeply, his little brows furrowing. "It's been a long time."

He couldn't pinpoint an exact moment; he only knew he'd been able to do it for as long as he could remember.

"Forget it," Nayuki chuckled lightly. "Ginji's just a kid—what does he know about time? He doesn't even know what day of the week it is."

"Auntie, I do know," Ginji piped up with a playful smirk. "Today is Monday."

"Brother Ginji is amazing," Satsuki gushed, her admiration boundless.

Orochimaru, watching from the side, felt a little awkward. Was knowing the day of the week really that impressive?

"Then tell your aunt—do you know what day it was yesterday?" Nayuki teased, clearly guessing that Ginji had overheard someone else say it.

"I... don't know," Ginji admitted, his earlier smugness crumbling. He broke into frustration, counting on his little fingers.

He could only recall that tomorrow was Tuesday. Yesterday, though? He had no clue.

"Feels like it might've been the weekend," Satsuki murmured hesitantly, her soft voice almost apologetic as she ventured a guess.

The two children were at a loss.

"It seems like our Satsuki is smarter," Kawakaze said warmly, casting a fond look at her. To him, there was no question—Satsuki was destined to be part of their family.

"Do you have to praise her?" Orochimaru muttered, shooting Kawakaze a sharp sideways glance, his tone dripping with disdain. His look carried the weight of what seemed like a long-standing grudge between them.

"I'm happy—bite me," Kawakaze shot back, completely unfazed.

"You think I won't?" Orochimaru's sleeve shifted ever so slightly, something faintly stirring within.

"Come on, are you two three years old?" Tsunade interjected sharply, cutting off their childish bickering.

She sighed, exasperated. Even someone as serious as Orochimaru had been pulled into Kawakaze's antics.

At least, she thought with a hint of pride, I've managed to stay consistent over the years. I really deserve some praise for that.

"Okay, what are you two fighting about?"

Pakura stepped forward and wrapped her arm around Orochimaru's, genuinely concerned that the two might actually start a fight. With these two, that wasn't out of the realm of possibility.

"I don't waste my time with idiots," Orochimaru replied, flashing a slight, sarcastic smile at Kawakaze.

"Satsuki, come here and give Uncle Kawakaze a hug," Kawakaze said, clearly unfazed by Orochimaru's comment. Instead, he stretched out his hands toward Satsuki.

"Okay!" Satsuki responded cheerfully, not even sparing a glance at Orochimaru's increasingly sour expression. She happily leaped into Kawakaze's embrace.

"Oh, my, my," Kawakaze said teasingly as he held Satsuki close.

"You..." Tsunade began but trailed off, at a loss for words as she watched Kawakaze's antics.

"You all chat; I'll go keep him company," Pakura said with a smile, bidding the others goodbye before following Orochimaru. She understood the dynamic of this strange friendship and didn't take it to heart.

"Ginji, come here," Sakumo called out once Pakura had left, his tone turning serious.

"What's wrong, Uncle?" Ginji asked cautiously, still a bit wary of Sakumo. He had witnessed Sakumo scold Kakashi before, and the memory left a lasting impression.

"Starting tomorrow, your uncle will supervise your training," Sakumo said, crouching down to meet Ginji at eye level. His face was calm and amiable.

Kakashi was taken aback. This wasn't the attitude Sakumo had shown when he had first trained him.

"That..." Ginji hesitated, his playful nature resurfacing. He turned to Kawakaze, silently pleading for help. But Kawakaze was too preoccupied teasing Satsuki to notice.

If Ginji hadn't awakened his Wood Release, Kawakaze might have let him play a little longer. But now, allowing him to waste his talent would be unthinkable.

"Look at your father—he's useless too. He has to listen to me," Sakumo declared confidently, fully embodying the authority of the clan head.

"Mommy~" Ginji called out, turning to Tsunade with a pitiful expression.

"Sister-in-law, let's go to the kitchen and get some snacks," Tsunade said, taking Nayuki by the hand. "There's no reason to let our guests drink tea alone."

Ignoring Ginji's pleading gaze, Tsunade walked away. A kind mother often spoiled her children, and she had resolved not to indulge him further.

With no one left to help him, Ginji finally resigned himself.

"Uncle, I will work hard at my training," he said, his tone determined. "I'll follow the example of Brother Kakashi."

Hearing this, Sakumo smiled in satisfaction. "Good boy."

He patted Ginji gently on the head. If Kakashi had been this willing to accept his training, there would have been no need for any harsh lessons.