Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara Chapter 139 139: Kidnapping a Bride is an Art Too

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The Land of Whirlpools, under the roof of the princess's chambers.

"Kyosuke~" Mito puffed up her cheeks in anger, her expression brimming with frustration. If she could, she'd lash him with chains until he learned his lesson.

He had promised to marry her, yet three years had already passed, and she was still waiting.

And if this dragging continued, who knew if another three years would slip by?

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Hugging her knees, the princess with her hair styled into buns began to sob, her cries soft and pitiful.

"Not this trick again." Kyōsuke, sitting nearby, looked genuinely troubled.

It wasn't that he had broken his promise; it was just… Mito still looked too young.

Yes… primarily in terms of age.

But after managing to delay until now, Kyosuke knew it was ti to take action.

Just as he was about to speak, Mito's trembling voice broke the silence. "Yesterday, Father asked how I felt about the leader of the Senju clan."

Her words turned into wails. "Waaah! Waah! I'm going to marry soone else, and you… you don't even care, you jerk!"

Feeling wronged, the bun-haired princess abandoned all decorum and began to cry out loudly.

She was, after all, a young girl. Though typically carefree and bold, there were so things she just couldn't bring herself to say outright.

If it weren't for the pressing situation, Mito would never have resorted to this ninja-world version of a forced marriage proposal.

"What did you just say?" Kyosuke tilted his head, his expression growing sowhat serious.

"Marry ."

"… I ant the sentence before that."

"Oh, Father is forcing to marry Senju Hashirama."

"That old geezer. Always ddling in everyone's business."

Mito: "…"

Dusting himself off, Kyosuke stood up and waved casually. "I'll be on my way, then."

"Ah!" At this, Mito completely panicked, gripping the young man's arm and refusing to let go. "Where are you going? If you leave, then I... I..."

"Silly girl." Kyosuke sighed, reaching out to ruffle the girl's hair. With a smile, he continued, "You're the princess of the Land of Whirlpools, after all. I can't just abduct you outright, can I?"

"Of course, I need to return to my clan and make preparations, so I can marry you properly and openly."

"Oh~" Mito instantly brightened, skipping back to her room, her steps light and cheerful.

"Then I'll be waiting at ho for you, Kyosuke~"

With a smile, Kyosuke shook his head and vanished from the Land of Whirlpools in a single leap.

He didn't notice the faint, pale shadow lurking in the dark, silently observing their exchange.

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Late into the night, Uzumaki Ashina was still engrossed in handling official docunts.

Following their failed invasion of the Uchiha, relations between the two clans had beco strained.

Then, with the death of Senju Nobunaga, many harbored secret resentnt toward him.

Ashina was well aware of all this. Thus, when Senju Butsuma proposed a marriage alliance between their clans, he had agreed without hesitation.

He hadn't even consulted his daughter beforehand.

In his view, Hashirama Senju was the perfect son-in-law. If not him, then who? That brat from the Uchiha clan?

Ridiculous. Not only him, but the entire population of the Land of Whirlpools would oppose such a match.

Unless he were dead, it would never happen!

Barely a few days had passed when the devastating news suddenly arrived: the man who was about to beco his in-law, Senju Butsuma, had died.

It was said that he had been killed by Hyūga Tenjin, though he would likely never receive confirmation of the exact details.

Confused and restless, Uzumaki Ashina imdiately wrote a letter to inquire whether the marriage would proceed as planned.

Soon, a response ca from the Senju clan.

"The wedding date remains unchanged."

Had it been any other situation, Ashina could never have remained so calm while handling official docunts.

Behind him, in a shadowy corner beyond the reach of the oil lamp's glow, a dark figure silently crept along the wall.

"Ah." With a soft sigh, Ashina murmured to himself, "Mr. Black Zetsu, do you always prefer to act so secretly?"

"Heh heh heh."

A strange, mocking laugh echoed, and the intruder—Black Zetsu—appeared behind him.

"As expected of you. No matter how many tis, I can never manage to sneak past you. Is it so kind of special sensory barrier?"

Ignoring the irrelevant chatter, Uzumaki Ashina cut straight to the point. "If there's sothing you want to say, Black Zetsu, then you might as well say it."

Previously, he had tead up with the other party to sche against Uchiha Kyosuke.

The sealing technique that isolated spatial coordinates had only been perfected with Black Zetsu's guidance.

Otherwise, Ashina would never have allowed such a sneaky individual to roam right under his nose.

While Others might be helpless against Black Zetsu, who possesses the Yin-Yang Release chakra nature, Uzumaki Ashina is different.

If he wanted to, he had plenty of ways to make the other party suffer.

Knowing this, Black Zetsu didn't overstep his boundaries. Instead, he calmly shared his news: "Do you know? The Uchiha clan is preparing to move out."

"Move out? Where to?" Ashina hadn't yet processed the information.

"Heh heh heh. Of course, they're coming to your Land of Whirlpools to propose marriage." Black Zetsu's grin was twisted, reminiscent of a child with a mischievous streak.

Seeing Butsuma's stunned expression, Black Zetsu slowly climbed onto a chair and continued, attempting to wake him from his shock: "The three young Uchiha have all grown up. If you still consider them weaklings to be toyed with, you're making a grave mistake."

"I'll be honest with you. Senju Butsuma died at the hands of Uchiha Kyosuke."

This revelation left Uzumaki Ashina completely stunned.

"Impossible!" His first reaction was to imdiately deny it. But considering Black Zetsu's intelligence-gathering abilities, he eventually fell silent.

"What do you intend to do?" Ashina asked.

If this information is true, the two marriage proposal parties will inevitably clash.

At that point, the Land of Whirlpools would beco the battlefield for their struggle.

No matter who won or lost, after they left, who would clean up the ss? It would be up to him.

Seeing that the groundwork had been laid, Black Zetsu finally expressed his thoughts.

Initially, Ashina strongly opposed the idea.

However, when he heard that the Uchiha might resort to forcibly abduct Mito, all his objections seed powerless and insignificant.

No matter how much he argued, the Land of Whirlpools was ultimately a weaker power, and all he could do was struggle to survive among the great powers.

"Fine, I agree." After a mont's hesitation, Ashina retrieved a packet of potent powder from a hidden cabinet in his room.

If Mito took it, no matter how strong she was, she would fall into a deep sleep for an entire day and night.

He couldn't bring himself to force his daughter into this situation, so he decided to let her sleep for a while.

When she awoke, she would be the head of the Senju household, and no matter how unwilling Uchiha Kyosuke was, what could he do?

"Forgive , my daughter. Everything I do is for you, for our country." [P.s; Hypocrite.]

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anwhile, in the Uchiha clan, the atmosphere was lively with lights and decorations.

"Absurd, completely absurd," Izuna muttered, shaking his head in disbelief. He couldn't bring himself to believe that Kyosuke, was getting married.

However, considering that the bride was Mito, he couldn't help but think that it was only natural.

Beside him, Uchiha Madara rarely showed a smile, but this ti he did. "Don't think like that. They are in love with each other. We should be wishing them well."

"Not really." Izuna waved his hand, clearly struggling to find the right words. Marriage, to him, was sothing so distant and foreign.

It was as distant as the full-body Susanoo's state, in fact.

He hadn't expected Kyosuke, who had returned from his experience (or was it his courting experience?), to casually announce that he planned to propose to Mito in the Land of Whirlpools.

He had also heard that Kyosuke was even going to compete with Senju Hashirama for her hand.

After thinking it over for a mont, Izuna suddenly felt a surge of energy fill him.

In Izuna's eyes, Hashirama was just a bastard trying to steal his older brother away. [P.s; Brocon]

The so-called friendship between the Uchiha and Senju clans was a joke—no, it should be called a shaful lie.

So things do not fade away with ti—like love, and hatred.

The hatred that runs deep within.

At tis, it may seem to subside, but in reality, a single spark can reignite the fire of resentnt within one's heart.

"This ti, it's good. Kyosuke killed that old bastard, Senju Butsuma. Let's see if those two brothers can still put on their hypocritical faces," Izuna sneered.

"Uh, but what if they can just ignore even the grudge of their father's death?"

As Izuna thought about it, he shuddered. He suddenly realized that such a person might actually be the truly frightening one.

From Outside, Kyosuke walked in with a swagger.

"Well, well, look at the two single dogs here."

Without waiting for Izuna's annoyed gaze, he snatched a bright red apple from his plate, took a heavy bite, and mumbled through it, "Hey Winnie, how are the preparations for the wedding ceremony going?"

"Can't you finish your food first?" Madara shook his head helplessly. He felt like Kyosuke was becoming more and more carefree.

"No, we need to plan the work arrangents after the wedding," Kyosuke replied with a grin.

"If he doesn't agree, then we'll just assign the work to Mito. Heh heh."

It had to be said that ever since Madara beca the clan leader, his thinking had undergone so changes.

Kyosuke, feeling a slight chill, finally swallowed his apple and said, "I'm asking, when can we set off? I'm looking forward to eting that old kid, Hashirama."

"I wonder how much progress he's made with his Wood Style training."

As soon as these words were spoken, Madara couldn't help but feel a stir of interest.

But unfortunately, there were too many things to handle within the clan, so he wouldn't be able to accompany Kyosuke on this proposal trip.

Sighing softly, he suddenly snapped back to reality. Lifting his head, he was t with a face that seed to be grinning, yet not quite.

His face turned slightly red, and Madara quickly changed the subject. "Everything is prepared. The dowry is absolutely fitting for your status."

"Big brother," Izuna chid in at that mont. "Do you think we should bring more people along, just in case sothing happens with the Senju?"

"Don't worry." Kyosuke laughed. "The Senju are at odds with the Hyuga, they won't send too many people to the Land of Whirlpools."

"Oh, I see."

"Most likely, it'll just be the two brothers, Hashirama and Tobirama."

"Ah, those two guys..."

"What's there to fear? Besides, I still have you by my side."

At these words, Izuna imdiately stood with his hands on his hips and confidently pounded his chest, promising, "Don't worry, I'll make sure to bring your bride back, hahahaha!"

Kyosuke sighed, "This kid is hopeless."

Madara added, "Just make sure to keep an eye on him, don't let him get killed out there."

Izuna retorted, "Damn it, shouldn't you just think such things in your heart? Why'd you have to say it out loud?!"

The three of them laughed and joked for a while, and then Madara turned to the groom-to-be and asked, "When do we leave?"

"Now," Kyosuke replied as he stood up, casually tossing away the half-eaten apple. "It's a long distance, so we must hurry to make up for lost ti."

"Alright," Madara said.

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