Naruto: Wooing Tsunade from Day One!-Chapter 384: The Wedding Procession

Nawaki was so excited that he almost jogged the whole way to Misaki's house. Orochimaru followed closely behind, with the Kawakaze group trailing a little further back.

Standing in front of the door, Nawaki straightened his clothes and cleared his throat before knocking.

Knock, knock, knock~

"Misaki, I'm here." Nawaki's gentle voice carried clearly into the house.

"Sister Misaki, your husband is here," Kushina teased, raising an eyebrow at Misaki before glancing back toward the door with an expectant expression.

"Why are you looking at me?" Misaki retorted, understanding her teasing. She shot her a scolding look before calling out, "Come in."

The door creaked open, and Nawaki stepped inside, dressed sharply for the occasion. The childish mischief he usually displayed around Misaki was gone, replaced by a calm, confident demeanor. At that moment, he looked undeniably handsome.

"You're really beautiful today." His gaze was fixed on Misaki, captivated. If it weren't for the presence of others, like Pakura, he feared he might lose himself entirely.

"What are you daydreaming about? Marrying her is enough to keep you company for the rest of your life," Pakura teased, snapping him out of his trance.

"Heh heh..." Nawaki scratched his head awkwardly and laughed.

"Idiot," Misaki muttered under her breath, extending her right hand toward him.

"What are you still doing? Move!"

At that moment, Kawakaze arrived, noticing the scene. Looking past Orochimaru, who seemed to be enjoying the spectacle, Kawakaze smacked the back of Nawaki's head.

"Ouch!" Nawaki stumbled forward but quickly recovered, stepping to Misaki's side. Without even turning, he recognized the familiar force and sound.

In front of everyone, Nawaki stood firm and took Misaki's hand. "Beautiful bride, I'll take you home."

The two pairs of bright eyes met, love evident in their gaze.

"Okay," Misaki replied firmly, rising gracefully as Nawaki gently tugged her hand.

Just as the couple prepared to leave, the mood shifted again. freewebnøvel.com

"Give her a kiss, give her a kiss!" Kushina's voice rang out, full of mischief, catching both Nawaki and Misaki off guard.

"Give her a kiss!" Minato chimed in enthusiastically, immediately backing her up.

The shouts grew louder as more guests joined in, blocking the door entirely in their eagerness to witness the moment.

"We can't get out, look."

Nawaki glanced behind him, his expression caught between laughter and tears.

"I'll remember this." Misaki signaled to Kushina with her eyes, silently pleading for intervention, but Kushina responded only with a teasing grimace. Misaki was in no mood to consider what lay ahead.

"Come on," she said quietly, her voice steady as she pursed her lips and closed her eyes, waiting for Nawaki to kiss her. Her pale cheeks flushed with a deep blush, betraying her embarrassment despite her composure.

Amid the waves of shouts urging them on, Nawaki leaned in slowly, lowering his head. Finally, their lips met. Feeling the gentle pull on her lips, Misaki's teeth parted slightly, and their kiss deepened naturally. For two or three minutes, they remained connected, reluctantly breaking apart at last.

"Can we go out now?" Nawaki asked, his breath still uneven as he turned toward the blocked door.

Misaki lowered her head slightly, her face a bright crimson, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

"Uncle, is Aunt's mouth sweet?" Ginji's innocent question cut through the tension, startling Nawaki.

Not only did he receive no immediate response, but Ginji—clearly egged on by someone—stepped forward, adding to the chaos.

"That's a pretty good question," Kushina chimed in, thoroughly enjoying the scene.

Misaki shot her a sharp glare. "Kids might not know any better, but you should. Are you also a kid?"

"What are you asking for? Make way for your uncle," Nawaki interjected, attempting to regain control with a touch of elder authority.

"No, Uncle. Uncle Orochimaru told me to ask," Ginji replied innocently, glancing over his shoulder toward Orochimaru for confirmation.

Nawaki froze. The idea of his typically composed teacher orchestrating such mischief was baffling. If it had been his brother-in-law, Kawakaze, it would have been easier to believe. But Orochimaru? That didn't fit his character at all.

"Don't listen to this brat's nonsense. His father told him to do it," Orochimaru said smoothly, maintaining his calm demeanor even as the crowd's attention turned to him. His nonchalant expression was impeccable, but the subtle gesture of nudging Ginji toward Kawakaze weakened the credibility of his claim.

Pakura, observing her husband's transparent attempt to shift the blame, struggled to suppress her laughter.

"Are you trying to put the blame on me?" Kawakaze asked, staring at Orochimaru in exasperation.

It was a battle of expressions—Kawakaze's disbelief clashing with Orochimaru's feigned innocence. However, Kawakaze quickly dismissed the notion of Ginji being manipulated behind his back. After all, Orochimaru would be Ginji's father-in-law someday, making this meddling feel oddly inevitable.

"Come on, don't be petty, you two."

"Nawaki, just say whether it's sweet or not."

Tsunade didn't take sides—neither of them were good people, after all.

"I..."

The light in Nawaki's eyes dimmed as it dawned on him just how naive he still was. Was Tsunade trying to bail him out? No, she wasn't the type to do that.

Heh, of course not.

"Sweet, very sweet," Nawaki finally replied after some thought, forcing a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

"You don't sound very convincing."

"I am not buying it." Kawakaze's mouth curled into a sly smirk, quick to provoke.

But no one paid him any mind. Comments like that were in line with his reputation—a man full of mischief, even malice.

"You're such a great brother-in-law."

"I speak from the heart—my word is worth more than gold," Nawaki replied firmly, an unusual hint of stubbornness surfacing in his tone.

"Ouch..."

As the saying goes, the more resistance, the more excitement.

But before Kawakaze could escalate, he heard Misaki's soft voice.

"Brother-in-law, let us out."

"It's about time."

Noticing Misaki's lingering shyness, Kawakaze immediately felt a twinge of embarrassment. Bullying Nawaki was one thing, but teasing such a gentle sister-in-law felt excessive.

"Yes, yes, it's time to go out. If we miss the lucky time, Grandma will scold us," he said, finding a convenient excuse for his retreat. It hit the mark—Kushina, who had been itching to keep teasing, stopped. No one wanted to risk Mito's wrath.

As Kawakaze moved aside, the others followed suit, clearing the path to the door.

"Go," Misaki whispered, gently squeezing Nawaki's hand.

"Oh." Nawaki finally snapped out of his thoughts. Taking Misaki's hand, he walked toward the door, thinking, If I'd known her words were so effective, why did I even bother trying to handle it myself?

As the bride and groom passed through the door, everyone followed.

Kushina fell in step with Minato, while Ginji stuck close to Pakura.

"Is this how you behave as a Sensei?" Kawakaze teased, deliberately stepping closer to Orochimaru with a mocking glance.

"Is this how you behave as a brother-in-law?" Orochimaru countered, giving Kawakaze a sharp sideways look.

"You're both equally bad. Should I set up a ring for you?" Tsunade laughed, clearly amused by their banter.

Pakura, holding a child in each hand, couldn't suppress her smile either.

Men, she thought with a shake of her head. Sometimes, they really are just like children.