Konoha – Senju Clan – Grand Reception Hall
After speaking—
Senju Monra fell silent.
His expression was serious as he stared at Yoru.
Beside him, Senju Molo was also tense.
They had already shown the greatest sincerity the Senju clan could offer.
The Senju had always been like this:
If you treat us with sincerity, we will repay you with everything.
This was a clan built on honor, loyalty, and passion.
Even in the original history—
When they eventually withdrew from the ninja world—
It wasn't just because of heavy losses.
Because what truly mattered in any world…
Was knowledge.
And the Senju clan?
They possessed one of the deepest foundations in the entire ninja world.
Training systemsAdvanced techniquesSecret artsEven forbidden jutsu
All of it—
Top-tier.
Why?
Because the Senju produced a monster.
A genius.
A legend.
Tobirama Senju
When it came to jutsu development—
He was unparalleled.
Second only to the Sage of Six Paths.
And unlike the Sage—
Who relied heavily on divine lineage—
Tobirama relied on pure genius.
The techniques he created shaped the entire ninja world:
Flying Thunder God TechniqueShadow Clone TechniqueReanimation JutsuDarkness Genjutsu
These weren't just techniques—
They changed history.
People called
Hashirama Senju the God of Shinobi.
But Hashirama was the reincarnation of Asura—
His greatness was inevitable.
Tobirama?
He climbed to that level by himself.
If Hashirama was the God of Shinobi—
Then Tobirama could be called:
The God of Ninjutsu
Even Konoha's forbidden scroll—
Was largely written by him.
Because of him—
The Senju clan's foundation was nearly equivalent to half of Konoha itself.
So even after losing elites—
They were far from finished.
Given time—
The Senju could rise again.
But they didn't.
Why?
Because they were heartbroken.
They gave everything to Konoha.
Supported
Hiruzen Sarutobi fully.
Sacrificed countless clan members in war.
Even their future heir—
Nawaki—
Died on the battlefield.
And what did they get in return?
Suppression.
Distrust.
Neglect.
Hiruzen feared them.
Feared their influence.
Feared their legacy.
Instead of rewarding them—
He restricted them.
Even their rightful war merits—
Were reduced.
The result?
The Senju clan lost heart.
In the original timeline—
They withdrew completely from the ninja world.
But now—
Everything had changed.
Because of Yoru—
The Senju retained their elites.
Their strength remained intact.
So this time—
They chose differently.
They chose him.
They didn't want power.
They didn't want control.
What they wanted was simple:
Respect.
Respect for the name:
"Senju of the Forest."
Once—
That name stood at the very top of the ninja world.
Now—
It was being trampled.
Mocked.
Dragged through the dirt by petty politicians.
And Hiruzen?
Watched silently.
Even added pressure at the end.
That—
Was the final straw.
So now—
With Yoru in front of them—
They made their decision.
They would never choose wrong twice.
The hall fell silent.
Yoru looked at Monra's serious face…
Then at Molo's tense expression…
Then—
He smiled.
He turned his gaze toward
Tsunade.
His voice softened.
"I once made a promise… to a girl."
"She was too tired."
"So tired… it hurt to watch."
"I said…"
"I would help her carry that burden."
Silence.
Then—
He looked back at Monra.
"I accept."
Tsunade froze.
Then—
Her eyes filled with tears.
Yoru stepped forward gently—
And wiped them away.
Still smiling.
That moment—
Soft.
Warm.
Beautiful.
And extremely painful—
For the two single men in the room.
Senju Molo:
Senju Monra:
"…Cough."
Monra coughed loudly, breaking the atmosphere.
"Yoru… it's getting late."
"Let's end things here."
"From today onward—"
"The Senju clan will be your strongest support."
Yoru glanced outside.
The sun was still high.
"…It's not even evening yet."
He narrowed his eyes.
Jealous single man.
"Fine."
"I'll take my leave."
"I'll walk you out!" Tsunade blurted instantly.
The two left together.
Monra watched their backs.
A bitter smile formed.
"…We lost something big."
Molo walked up beside him.
"But isn't this good?"
"Now Yoru is truly one of us."
Monra paused.
Then smiled.
Looking into the distance—
He seemed to see something.
The future of the Senju clan.
Bright.
Glorious.
Unstoppable.
TO READ 140+ ADVANCE CHAPTERS HEAD OVER TO MY PATREON
patreon.com/ted11