"The Raikage's daughter too?!" Toka now felt deeply sympathetic for her unfortunate cousin as he informed her of Hashirama's plans.

Tobirama buried his face deep in his palms as he wept for his fate—well, not really but close enough.

"Toka, you know perfectly well that I'm not a fan of polygamy…" he muttered under his breath.

"In that case our revenge cannot be delayed!" She thumped her fist on the table declaratorily and eyed Tobirama with a determined look. He shivered; Toka's methods were never very… predictable and conventional, that and she had just shattered a table, AGAIN.

Out of the blue Izuna's voice rang out from the kitchen: "Toka! What the hell?! That table was made out of mahogany wood, stop being so careless!"

"SCREW YOU!" She hurled the closest thing she could find—an ornate flowerpot—into the kitchen.