Beta read by Duesal10
"Are you serious?" Mito raised an eyebrow. "Because I clearly got the message that my groom is going to be Tobirama Senju, no one else."
"Positive," Toka lied, her contriving efforts poorly concealed.
Those two so-called 'escorts' in front of Mito really started to tick her nerves, first and foremost: they never ceased their bickering— often over some trifling matter like who is a better cook, who suffered the most from their marriage, who needs 'psychological treatment' or is the grocery store closing at 7 or 8 in the evening.
On top of this, they transpired to be husband and wife, apparently reluctant victims of an 'inter-clan engagement' to ameliorate the relationship of the two most important clans in the village and as a result, taking their supposedly 'clan pride' into account, a barbaric bloodshed broke out between them over the topic of whether their kid would adopt the last name 'Uchiha' or 'Senju'
Preposterous… Mito muttered to herself.
"Hello!" A jolly Hashirama entered the room. "You must be Lady Mito from Uzshiogakure! Your future husband would be coming soon!"
"Future husband… wait, aren't you my future husband?" Mito gazed confusedly at the two.
"What? No-no—" Hashirama defended himself, he appeared just as confounded as her.
"YES," Toka contradicted him.
"No, it's actually—"
SLAM! The Hokage's desk fractured in half.