Naruto: Wooing Tsunade from Day One!-Chapter 377: The Joy of Family Bonds

"Ginji keeping me company is good enough," Mito reassured them.

"Let's not get involved in the commotion," Kawakaze cut in, noticing Tsunade gearing up to argue further.

"Well, okay then," Tsunade relented reluctantly. "Ginji, you must listen to your great-grandmother," she added, her concern still evident.

"Yes, I know, Mother," Ginji nodded obediently, leaning against Mito with a contented expression. Having been cared for by Mito since he was little, he still relied on her deeply.

"Grandma, don't buy him a lot of snacks," Tsunade said, unable to resist offering some advice. Her concern for the next generation was evident in her tone.

"I know, I don't need you to tell me," Mito replied impatiently, clearly disregarding Tsunade's words.

"Here, drink some tea," Misaki said as she and Kushina returned, bringing tea and fruit after clearing the table.

The elderly and the younger generation at the table continued their conversation, reminiscing about the past and sharing stories of the present. Laughter and joy filled the room, making for a lively and heartwarming atmosphere.

About an hour later, the tea and fruit were gone. Kawakaze and Tsunade began preparing to leave, as both had pressing official matters to attend to.

"Grandma, we're leaving," Kawakaze said as he stood and greeted Mito.

"Yes, go do your work," Mito replied, waving her hand dismissively. She had no intention of getting up. "I'll ask Nawaki to take Ginji home tonight."

"Bye, Grandma," Tsunade said, standing up after Kawakaze. She gave a brief wave to her son as she spoke.

"Bye, Mom and Dad," Ginji responded, watching the two leave. It seemed to lift his mood a bit.

"You're still afraid of them?" Nawaki asked, smirking as he looked at Ginji. He could easily relate to the boy's feelings, having experienced the same fear of authority figures as a child.

"You say that like you're not afraid either, Uncle," Ginji replied boldly, not the least bit embarrassed. His rhetorical jab hit its mark, leaving Nawaki visibly flustered.

"I..." Nawaki faltered, unable to come up with a convincing response. He knew better than to lie—no one, including himself, would believe it. "Not cute at all. Uncle's not playing with you anymore," he muttered, attempting to save face.

Rising to his feet, Nawaki ruffled Ginji's hair roughly before turning to leave.

"I knew it—you're just taking it out on a kid," Ginji grumbled, scratching at his messy hair. "Stinky uncle."

"Haha, ignore him," Misaki said with a chuckle, walking over to smooth out Ginji's tousled hair. "Auntie will fix it for you."

"I'm going out," Kushina announced suddenly, her restlessness evident. If Minato wasn't coming over, she wasn't about to stay cooped up at home.

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"Mm," Mito responded lightly, and Kushina disappeared in a flash.

"Grandma, I'm heading to the lab too," Misaki said with a smile. "If you're back for lunch, I'll cook." Her thoughtful nature shone through, hinting at the qualities of a future caring and attentive wife and mother.

"No, you go ahead," Mito replied. "I'll take Ginji out for lunch." Mito wasn't the type to play the role of a strict mother-in-law and didn't want Misaki running back and forth unnecessarily.

"Okay, I'll go then. Ginji, bye." Misaki gave Ginji's face a gentle squeeze before turning to walk away.

"Grandma, shouldn't we go too?" Ginji looked up at Mito with his bright, eager eyes.

"No rush. Let's go get some money with Grandma," Mito said as she took Ginji's hand and led him toward the bedroom. You can't go out without money, after all.

"No need, I have it," Ginji said, gently slipping his hand free from Mito's. He reached into his pocket, pulled out his small wallet, and unzipped it to reveal the pocket money he had carefully saved over time.

"Wow, that's a lot!" Mito said, feigning amazement. For a child of an ordinary family, the amount in his little wallet would have been astonishing.

"That's right! Ginji has been saving for a long time," he said, puffing out his chest with pride. His face lit up with a smug expression, as though he were the wealthiest boy in all of Konoha.

"Keep saving, and I'll give you more later," Mito said as she patted his head with a teasing smile. "You buy Satsuki lots of nice things, don't you?"

"Not really," Ginji muttered, his face turning as red as a ripe tomato. Though he didn't outright deny it, his embarrassment was plain to see.

"How much of 'not really' is actually true?" Mito teased, a sly smile playing on her lips. She wasn't about to let him off the hook that easily and kept nudging him as they walked.

"It's just... not many," Ginji replied defensively, his embarrassment only growing. His response came out in a hurried jumble, leaving no room for further questions.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore," Mito said, laughing softly as she took his hand again. The two continued chatting and laughing as they made their way to the bedroom.

Once inside, Mito opened a small drawer in the dresser where she kept her change. "Here, take one and two," she said, counting out two of the largest bills before handing them to Ginji. "Is that enough?"

"That's enough. Thank you, Grandma." Ginji took the bills without hesitation, neatly folding them and slipping them into his small wallet. He was well aware of his great-grandmother's financial strength. He'd overheard Tsunade mention on occasion that Mito owned the deeds to an entire shopping street in Konoha. Although he didn't fully grasp the scope of such wealth, he knew it was vast.

"Let's head out. We'll leave your uncle at home," Mito said casually, setting aside some extra money before putting the rest back in the drawer.

"Okay," Ginji replied, taking her hand again as the two made their way to the door.

"Nawaki, keep an eye on the house," Mito called out as they passed the dojo, where Nawaki was warming up.

"Got it, Grandma," Nawaki responded with a cheerful wave.