The day was filled with anticipation as my family and I prepared to attend the grand celebration of Princess Tsunade Senju's third birthday.
We adorned ourselves in our best attire as we prepared to meet what's akin to the royal family, each step filled with excitement as I couldn't wait to see what that fucker Tobirama looked like in real life.
"Hope I finally meet some of the other canon characters too; wonder what they would look like in real life. Can't wait!" I thought with anticipation.
As we arrived at the venue, my eyes widened in awe. The Senju clan compound was a sprawling estate adorned with lush gardens, vibrant flowers, and traditional architecture that reflected the rich history of the clan. The air was filled with a sense of grandeur, as the compound filled with people from the renowned clans and small clans of the village mingling together to celebrate the joyous occasion.
The Uchiha Clan, Senju Clan, Hyūga Clan, Nara Clan, Akimichi Clan, Yamanaka Clan, Inuzuka Clan, Aburame Clan, Sarutobi Clan, and Shimura Clan... etc. all present here.
"I don't recognize anyone present here; why is that?" I thought in confusion.
"Hmm, seems most of the clan heads aren't here," my dad said with a quite serious tone, much to my surprise, as this man was a scrub most of the time. He hardly showed any emotion other than being bored.
"It must be because of the war," my mom said in sadness while giving a half glance at my dad, and my dad only smiled warily and didn't reply.
Now that I think about it, the village looked so peaceful that it didn't look like it's going through a war, and I, with my infinite wisdom, never thought about it too but... meh, who cares.
As long as I have food to eat, a ceiling above me, and parents to cherish me, then the world can go fuck itself for all I care — not that I can bitch-slap everyone, when it wasn't long ago I stopped drinking mama's milk.
I don't have a God Rank Daily Login Whitebeard ching ching golden finger or 100000× Reward after my Pedo Ass teaches my cute students Bullshit From The Start!
So why even care?
Gosh, now that I remember... I always hated those titles of many fanfictions ending with "From The Start." Like, can you make it more obvious how much Chinese that sounds?
Every single Chinese work reminds me of Scum Che with how same they sound, blurghhh.
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As my mom held my hand, slowly guiding me through the crowd as my legs were still small, weaved our way past distinguished figures and lesser-known clans. The atmosphere was electric, buzzing with whispered conversations and exclamations of admiration for the esteemed guests, and sometimes you could hear conversations concerning the war. My heart raced with excitement as I finally spotted some familiar faces.
Mito Uzumaki, exuding a warm and gentle aura, her kind eyes shining with wisdom.
And then, Garou's gaze fell upon Hashirama Senju, the legendary NTR shinobi known as the God of Shinobi.
"Wait a minute, Hashirama?!" I thought in surprise as I looked at the sick, pale guy supporting himself with a wooden cane, walking beside Mito.
"It's really him! Though he looks so sick and fragile, but damn I still get dangerous vibes from him!" I thought in curiosity as my eyes never left Hashirama's figure.
My parents were busy with Tsunade's parents to offer their heartfelt congratulations while I just stood behind Mom and looked at Mito and Hashirama, who approached us with slight vigilance as my body instinctively felt not really good in their presence, especially that woman, Mito!
One look and the goosebumps all across my body clearly told me that she was bad news!
"Ohh, Ayaka-chan, Gintoki-kun, how are you guys doing?!" Hashirama said after my parents finished their congrats.
Even though sick, he was still cheerful and asked with a Naruto kind of smile which screamed suspicious to me for some reason I didn't know. My body kinda felt repulsive towards him, and as for Mito...
"I am fine Hashirama-sama, thanks for asking," my mom replied while bowing respectfully.
"Thanks Hashirama-sama. I am doing fine as well. How is your health going?" my father bowed in response and asked calmly with clear respec—
'Respect?! That's new...' I thought in amusement.
"Everything is fine, just some sore muscles here and there. So Gintoki, I heard that Ayaka-chan gave birth to a son. Is this little guy him?" Hashirama asked enthusiastically as he looked at me with curiosity and a glint flashing in his eyes.
"Yes he is! His name is Garou, Hashirama-sama."
"He is the strongest ninja in the world, Garou — go and greet the God of Shinobi!" my father replied and introduced him to me, which made me slightly cringe; and with a smile, he gently pushed me towards him. I reluctantly went toward the man and, curiously, with narrowed eyes, I looked at Hashirama, who quickly contemplated something as he put his hand on his chin and examined me from top to bottom.
"Hmmm, Garou. G.a.r.o.u. Hmmmm. It's a nice name, Gintoki, and fits his looks too. He could scare the shit out of some kids later with those eyes, hahaha—bpfff!" My eyes twitched in annoyance at his remark, but then I looked at the person who hand-chopped Hashirama's head playfully.
"Quite being rude, Hashi. Can't you see how cute he looks? He looks like Tobi-chan when he was so little. Please, Ayaka-chan, Gintoki-kun, forgive him as he didn't mean to insult your son, and you know how he usually is," Mito said with a warm smile adorning her beautiful mature face that sent shivers down my spine for some unknown reason.
"You don't need to worry, Mito-sama; no offense taken. On a second thought, Hashirama-sama is right actuall—owww!" my father said nonchalantly, but Mom pinched him to shut up, though the damage was already done to my fragile feelings.
This fucker will take every opportunity to add his own two cents, and sadly... he is a pro.
"On a second thought, I actually took offense. I need compensation. My heart is broken," I said with a deadpan expression while ignoring my dad booing at me under his breath.
That brings about the question: who is the kid here again?
I was distracted for a second and didn't expect Mito suddenly grabbing me with both hands and raising me to her eye level with her elegant smile still on her face. That glint in her eyes couldn't be hidden from me and it was freaking me out as I started to sweat and smile awkwardly.
I was tense like a robot as I waited for what this beautiful demon would do.
'I should have stayed home and played dead for real!' I thought nervously.
"Ara ara, you don't need to be afraid of auntie. Now now, look how cute you are up close, those innocent eyes of yours. I am sure you and Tsuna will become great friends!" Mito said as she stroked my hair gently, with me awkwardly looking at her with some snot coming down my nose.
'Innocent eyes?' Gintoki thought with his eyebrow twitching for a second as if he heard the biggest lie.
I pitifully looked at Mito with puppy eyes, which may have looked like an ugly ogre unintentionally, helplessly hoping she would put me down as the amount of goosebumps became unbearable, but I still replied without any fear...
"Put me down, woman, before I start to cry—"
"Muahahaha!"
I didn't get to threaten these guys with my ultimate move as at that moment, a cute laughter rung out and a blond blur ran past us and latched herself onto the leg of Hashirama excitedly.
"Grandpa! Grandpa! I want money so that I can play with the other kids!" a little girl said while pulling Hashirama's arm in a hurry.
"And why the hell do you need money to play with the other kids?! Don't tell me you are trying to scam those kids but lose all the money instead?!" Hashirama said in surprise as he picked up the little bundle of joy who had a mischievous wry smirk as she avoided the piercing glare from Mito.
"Didn't I tell you to stop interacting with bad people, Tsunade?" Suddenly a deep voice said behind Hashirama — and lo behold who that is;
The man who made the Flying Thunder God to counter the Sharingan and mastered Water Style to counter the Uchiha's fire.
The genius.
The cunning.
The badass.
The Batman of this verse.
The person with legal rights to be racist...
Tobirama Senju.
With arms crossed, he was standing there... menacingly.
My eyes were filled with stars as I looked at him. His obsessive paranoid ass was one thing I was quite jealous of and admired.
'I had figurines of you, my TOPbirama,' I thought with a fanatic expression.
"Hmph! I will punch every bad people if they act bad!" Tsunade said in a childish tone with a snort as she raised a fist, which was quite cute.
"And what if you were the bad one acting bad? Will you punch yourself too?" Tobirama said.
"Eh?"
"Let the after-party punishment be my gift to you, dear granddaughter." Without much thought, Tobirama said with a slight smile that left Tsunade speechless.
"You are so meannnnnn!! Meannyyyyy~!!" Tsunade cried, but Tobirama ignored her.
And guess what happened?
Let me tell you, being handsome has some drawbacks. It's really tiring to always be the centre of attention, sighhhh...
"By the way, is that your son, Gintoki, Ayaka?" Tobirama's attention went on me and he asked with narrowed eyes while approaching me.
"Yes, sensei!" ×2
And lo behold, surprise after surprise. My parents seem to be his students just like Hiruzen and Danzo. And just look how serious they look.
It doesn't fit them at all.
"I don't know what — or maybe I know — but this son of yours seems quite... out of the norm? And feels unusual... or demonic?" Tobirama said, the last part not even a whisper but coming out as a grunt I didn't understand. His eyes narrowed and calculative in front of me, which made me a little nervous but not as much as this devilish woman who was still holding me.
Unbeknownst to me, she was scanning my whole body with her Kagura eyes and chakra, which made Tobirama lock eyes with her for a split second but not say anything. He slowly backed away and turned to look at my parents.
"Well, it was nice seeing you, but there's a war going on right now, so I need to go. Also, I know Ayaka has retired, but I expect you again on the frontlines, Gintoki. Don't be late," Tobirama said in a serious no-nonsense tone, which made my father smile warily and nod in understanding.
"And you kid... you must become the pride of the village and the Hatake clan. Don't disappoint me!" Tobirama told me with no room for me to refuse, and I just nodded without really taking his words seriously.
*puff*
And Tobirama, which seemed to be his shadow clone, puffed out of existence.
"Well my friends, this bundle of joy here is Tsunade. And Tsunade here are the Hatake family. Gintoki, Ayaka, and their son Garou. Now go and greet them," Hashirama suddenly introduced Tsunade and patted her back to come forward; we curiously looked at her hiding behind Hashirama's leg.
She slowly and shyly came forward and then, "H... hello," she said while looking away and twirled her golden hair.
'Hard to believe that this adorable little girl will become that future bombshell!' I thought as I carefully examined her.
My parents then gave a little bow and, "Happy birthday, Princess Tsunade," said at the same time.
Thankfully, Mito put me down and I quickly backed away from her, standing beside Dad. Now, I was face to face with Tsunade and locked eyes with her.
We stayed like this for a while as Tsunade expected me to do the same as my parents and was curious too.
"Psst, cupcake, congratulate her. Don't be rude," my father whispered in my ear, still bowing.
"Do I really need to bow?" I said in a tired tone.
"Of course!" my mom said as she hurried me to go and bow before this cute little thing.
I was about to bow but suddenly an idea struck me!
I grinned mischievously as I looked at my parents, who suddenly felt a bad premonition, then I opened my mouth. "I think I am ready for the compensation!" I declared, loud enough Hashirama and Mito could hear.
"What?" ×2
My parents had question marks appear above them.
Just bow and be done with it, damn loudmouth; Gintoki and Ayaka thought.
Hashirama warily smiled.
Mito and Tsunade curiously looked at me.
And I didn't disappoint, so I began to speak:
"Tch, my heart—it was the last thing I had in this accursed world, but today, even that got broken mercilessly!" I said and ignored the weird looks.
"Hey kid, what you on abou—"
"I lived my whole life saying yes to orders from above, wearing my heavy armor and a box containing my weapon everywhere with me, mostly to the base my boss resided! If I didn't follow orders, I would be exiled immediately or worse, die," I continued ominously with shadows hiding my face as I ignored my father's questioning about my life story.
"Child labour?!!" Gintoki muttered under his breath with shock. Immediately became hooked on the Bullshit.
Heh, simpleton.
'Wait, child labour? You ninjas are the last people that should get surprised over that.' I thought as I glanced at the dumbass briefly before continuing.
It wasn't just Gintoki; Tsunade also listened attentively to me with her mouth slightly open.
"Evil boss!" she muttered.
The adults were becoming annoyed slowly though.
"In a tall building made from heavy metal and concrete, 80 floors. I had to take the stairs many times just so I could talk with the boss about literally nothing that could contribute to our lives!" I continued as my voice grew heavier between each breath.
Mom was beginning to crack her fists.
"A metal building that tall?! How come I haven't seen like it anywhere in Elemental nations?!" Hashirama said to himself with stars shining in his eyes as he also got hooked.
"Sighhh," Mito being Mito as she looked at these kids.
"One day, I got late to be on time, and you know what the boss did to me?!" I asked while clenching my teeth.
"What?" Tsunade muttered in fear as she slowly supported her back by Hashirama's leg.
"He put me in a dark cave! Made me deal with three green snake monsters intertwined for 14 hours straight! Every. Single. Day!" I cried in indignation as I looked at her.
[Snake picture]
Tsunade immediately put her hands on her mouth in shock at the revelation.
Gintoki listened carefully as he imagined the hardships I went through in that building.
Hashirama was... hey, why is he crying?
"How did you survive?!" Tsunade asked with trembling lips.
I smirked.
*step step step*
I got closer to her, which made her quite scared because I didn't hold back on using my face to scare the shit out of her as I grinned at her like a certain clown from One Piece.
I slowly reached for her small delicate hand.
She fearfully tried to retract her hand but I was faster and grabbed it.
"I survived by..." I said but stopped speaking.
I looked around me to see that some people besides my parents, Hashirama, and Mito had gathered closer and looked at us with curiosity.
Then I turned to lock my eyes with Tsunade again.
"I survived by using a forbidden secret technique passed down to me by my ancestors; even my father knows it..." I stopped talking again.
'What?!! He knows a secret technique?! Don't tell me!!' Gintoki cried in his heart, his mind jolting awake instantly.
"What secret technique?!" Gintoki shouted quickly as he suspiciously looked at me with sweat drenching his body, hands trembling.
'No no no Noooo!!' Gintoki cried in his mind.
'How does he know about Konohagakure Hidden Secret Taijutsu Technique: One Thousand Years of Death?! I remember I haven't taught that forbidden technique to anyone since its creation!! Is it really that technique?!' Gintoki thought in fright.
No one must know about it.
'Please noooo! I planned to use it on Danzo!! I really should not have written the technique on a scroll and put it on a book shelf in the library! He must have read it and mastered it!'
It was a trump card he worked on for years to perfect; Gintoki thought.
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Garou didn't waste any more time and quickly, before anyone could act...
*Woooshhh!!*
He was on one knee.
"Cough cough."
Need a smooth throat for this; He thought.
"Forbidden Secret Technique: Latch Onto That Rich Thigh Then A Thousand Years Of Life Won," I muttered under my breath.
Then...
"PLEASE MARRY ME, PRINCESS TSUNADE!!!!!"
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*criiik criik criik*
Cockroaches becoming active in broad daylight as they sang their praise for this wonderful day.
The compound stood in eerie stillness for uncomfortable amounts of time.
Gintoki had his mouth hitting the floor.
Ayaka had the Aura of Ten Tails surrounding her suddenly.
Hashirama was confused because why did the story end with marriage all of a sudden? Where is that epic battle? Could the secret technique rival the strongest release of his wood?
Mito, well, she was smiling while Ara Araing, mouth hidden behind a hand fan.
As for everybody else, they were seething with rage as every clan representative and head were cursing my name as if I stole the greatest treasure in Konoha, or maybe the world.
Everyone was bamboozled.
Tsunade herself? White as a sheet as if her soul was sucked out of her body. Mouth slack-jawed and eyes rolled back as she faced my best charming smile that could rival the greatest of princes, eyes twinkling like stars.
Heh, my genius is top in the art of unexpected.
"WHATTTTTTTTT?!!!" Tsunade and Gintoki shouted with some other extra characters who didn't matter.
"What did you say, cupcake?" I suddenly heard an anger-laced whispering voice beside my ear that promised pain, which belonged to my mom.
My non-existent battle experience at that moment told me to just prostrate myself and accept the humiliation Mom would put me through as it was for the greater good, but...
What's a man without dreams?
Dreams... NEVER END!
So, I didn't react to her lifeless eyes.
"Just wait some moments Mom, I am pulling my ultimate move right now! Jose Mourinho can't pull no shit on me swear to god Mom!" I said quickly.
"You can't!" My mom silently cried as she looked at the shocked face of Tsunade.
"Well, I just did!" I replied back cooly.
I glanced at my dad only to see him sighing in relief with sweat drenching his face as if he really did battle a great green intertwined snake while muttering about secrets and forbidden, which I didn't quite get, so I ignored him and focused my attention back on Tsunade.
Tsunade quickly removed her hands from my soft, delicate, chubby, and prince-like hands with a furious blush that threatened to burst.
"A... a... bu... but—" She stammered as she fidgeted left and right, grabbing the hem of her clothes nervously.
Mom surprisingly stepped back and, with everybody else, we waited to see what Tsunade will say.
If she said okay, then arranged marriage it is, even though it is more complicated and won't simply happen right away, but the acceptance in itself will be great news for the Hatakes.
If she said no, then... tough luck I guess.
Honestly speaking, this was kind of a pedophile move I pulled if one might think, but... Garou was a man with a unique vision.
He didn't look at this kid as a subject to God forbids, as someone to be sexually intimate with.
Not yet at least in the slightest.
No. As a 21st-century person who had dealings in business even though not a businessman, he felt obliged to take opportunities before it was too late.
Like that time he lost the opportunity to buy land when he was still drinking mama's milk or buy a hundred Bitcoin when he was 6.
No! It must not happen again.
Other people are blessed with Sharingan, Byakugan, and stuff like that, and Garou also possessed a special eye like that.
The eye is called:
'The All Seeing Eyes of Investments...
And Boobs.'
Simply put, open your brains and see into the future, forever single suckers.
Manipulate Tiiimeee!
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"D... d... do you have ammmm—" Tsunade finally stuttered as she fidgeted her fingers together while shyly looking at the ground, not daring to meet my charming twinkling heart-melting and all-seeing eyes.
"I don't understand, sweetheart; I have what?" I gently asked with a charming prince-like smile with eyes that could see beyond the veils of time.
Did I mention twinkling star-like eyes?
Together, with the people around me, we curiously looked at the shy little kid who was about to reveal to us... verses.
"D... do y... you have... m...m....mo–" She stuttered continously.
"Come on let it out!" I said with the patience of a Buddha.
"Mm....mmo...mm"
"Come on girl you can do it,"
"Mm...mo..monn...mon,"
"Just breathe just breathe and spit it out, come on,"
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"Do you have money?" She finally said what she said with a straight face as if her earlier shyness was just an illusion.
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*silence*
The same silence that lingered after my shocking declaration.
*criik criik criik*
The Cockroaches seem to be free today.
And now we have a bamboozled crowd.
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"She a gold digger, son. It ain't worth it," I heard father from the side while shaking his head in disappointment but immediately shut up after getting a glare from Mito and Mom.
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I already deactivated my super charming all-seeing Eyes of Investment and looked in deadpan at this cute little shit.
"It seems a man's dream sometimes is just... a dream." I depressingly stepped back until I was beside Father, who put his hand on my head with a sad expression.
"Son, how was it? Did you win?" Father asked me.
"She said she liked me for my money," I replied with shadows hiding my face as father slowly knelt down then hugged my fragile and shivering body in support so I would not lose my self to despair.
"It will soon pass, don't worry," he whispered in my ear to comfort me.
"Kinda gay if you ask me, but... thanks, Dad," I replied with silent tears.
"I love you, son."
"I love you too, Dad."
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"I love you too guys."
Even Hashirama was depressed and made this a three-way manly hug. Except I didn't trust Hashirama though, dude is gae as fuck!
"Bros before hoes, huh?" I said.
"Indeed." ×2
This would have been wholesome if Ayaka wasn't fuming in rage and Mito didn't have tick marks appearing all over her perfect face.
"Ara ara, kids these days don't know how to show manners; maybe I should teach you guys some proper lessons, don't you think?" Mito said as she stood behind Hashirama which made a shiver run down his spine, elegantly employing her hand fan to partially obscure her mouth, with the fan's coverage extending until just below her eyes. The fan was carved with the Uzumaki emblem while she stared at us with her half-closed eyes and an ominous aura around her.
And we men, knowing when to let go, already separated from each other... reluctantly.
"Ohh, so you don't have money. Hmphhhh! Then NO! I won't marry you, silly!" Tsunade cried and ran away somewhere after pulling her tongue out at me.
"In other words: your broke ass ain't covering my makeup and shi? Suck it then," Father translated and whispered beside my ear.
"Thanks for the interpretation, Dad." I was genuinely thankful. He must have used 10 years worth of inner Qi to tell me the hidden intricacies of those words.
Hope he won't fall into Qi Deviation because of this. I don't know the divine ping ping medical technique to cure him.
Now I seem to understand why Hashirama eyed Madara a lot at last.
Women really tend to make life hard and... costly.
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'Quite the crowd we gathered around us,' I thought as I looked at the people watching us in amusement, enjoying the show.
Some sighed in relief at the rejection as they patted their sons beside them with a smirk as if Tsunade wouldn't reject them like me because they were richer.
And knowing how Tsunade seemed to like money, some had the thoughts of using just that to make connections.
At that moment, someone grabbed my shoulders and whispered in my ear, "50 spanks hehehe!" Mom said in a menacing giggle which made sweat run down my back, and I didn't dare look back to see my mom's eyes.
"Wahahaha, you will surely make good friends. Take good care of her, little Garou; she is a bit fiery at times but she is actually a good girl. And don't take the rejection to heart; she is still just a kid. Maybe next time," Hashirama said with a laugh and I nodded in response.
Yeah as Shakespeare says in his sonnet 116:
Don't love your job, job your love.
A simple setback like this won't make me give up easily, there is so much at stake here.
Still need to Manipulate Tiiimeee!!
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"This matter aside. Gintoki, how is that prodigious kid I heard a lot about? His name was Sakumo, right?" Hashirama asked my dad.
And colour me impressed... but not really. Sakumo Hatake, slave of the century.
"I really don't know, Hashirama-sama. I haven't gotten any news from him since they left for their missions," my father replied while scratching his head.
"Ohh, too bad. I really wanted to meet them. I heard that kid Sakumo contributed to the ongoing war quite well. Maybe I will go and meet him when I get back to the frontlines. But for now, Gintoki, Ayaka-chan, and little Garou, I will go and attend to the other guests if you don't mind," Hashirama said with an apologetic smile.
"Please go and don't let us annoy you anymore, Hashirama-sama," my father replied and bowed again, with my mother who put her hand on my head to forcefully make me bow, much to my annoyance.
"Oh, please don't worry! It's my pleasure to be here with you. Now Mito-chan, let's go," Hashirama said as he and Mito left while giving one last side look at me.
Finally, we separated as if nothing happened here.
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"Did you feel it?" suddenly Hashirama asked with a serious face.
"You mean little Garou? Well, he sure has a strong vitality, even more than some Uzumakis in Uzushio," Mito replied, still with her usual warm smile.
"Yes, but I didn't mean that. I meant that foreign feeling he exudes that I sensed. I felt danger from him, Mito! A really great danger that made me feel like vomiting! Do you know how hard it was to restrain myself and not attack him?!" Hashirama said with some concern.
"I don't know what you are talking about," Mito said in indifference with a shadow hiding her face.
"You know better than me what I am talking about, so I want you to watch over him carefully as he grows. There mustn't be any mishaps and this matter is unprecedented. I hope you don't go back on your promise after I am gone, Mito," Hashirama said with narrowed eyes before he went back to his usual cheerful self.
Mito, as if she understood the meaning behind his words, looked down in sadness as a secret tear came down her face. She looked back at the small figure from afar to memorize his face, then she turned back and continued her walk and attended to the other guests with the usual beautiful smile adorning her face again.
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And like this, our day came to an end, and before we knew it, time passed really quick.
The End.
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Hatake's household/
"You got rejected! Bhajahahahahahhahahahahahah!!" Gintoki laughed hysterically while pointing at a fuming Garou.
"You really want to go that far?! Then who was that meek subservient little cute gugu gaga respectful shinobi in front of Hashirama, huh?!" Garou shouted.
"Huh, what do you mean?! I was perfectly normal!!" Gintoki shouted back.
"Ohhh, HelLO HaShiRaMa-sAma How aRe u? Oh oh, wAnT Me tO mesaaaaage YoUr backk? Huh? WanT mE to liCk your siCk butt bwahahahaha!" Garou shouted at Gintoki, which made his mom in the kitchen suppress her laugh.
"Shut it!!"
"Bwahahahahahah!" Garou didn't stop laughing at Gintoki who was shaking while biting his lower lip with a vein protruding on his forehead and fists clenching.
"I SAID SHUT YOUR MOUTHHHHHH YOU REJECT!!" Gintoki shouted in anger but Garou didn't back down.
"HUH?! OR WHATTT?!! YOU WILL CALL YOUR DADDY HASHIRAMA?!"
"NOW YOU HAVE DONE IT!!
FORBIDDEN SECRET TECHNIQUE:" Gintoki shouted as he weaved hand seals with lightning speed that scared Garou shitless immediately.
"WAIT WAIIIIITTTT! IT WAS A JOKEEEEE! A JOKEEEE!!!!"
"ONE THOUSAND YEARS OF DEATHHHHH!!!"
*peww!*
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
And it was at that moment, Garou was finally Baptised: Hatake style.
True Ending.