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“Babysitter indeed,” Mito scoffs as she clutches a third saké bottle to her chest. “We need to find some idiot stubborn and strong enough to put up with both of them. Someone who can bridg-”
Mito breaks off suddenly, sitting bolt upright from where she’d slowly begun to slump towards the table.
“Mito?” Hashirama blinks and stares at his wife who is staring into the distance with a look of glee slowly beginning to dawn across her face.
Mito’s moving in the next second, saké bottle still clutched in one hand as the other sweeps out across the table, sending the cups, papers, and the tea set flying across the room.
Hashirama just raises his hands above his head to keep his saké from spilling and waits her out.
“Oh, it’s perfect,” Mito cackles, a truly disturbing grin splitting open her lovely face.
Bookmarked by NoxTheFox
15 Mar 2025
