Naruto: After Seclusion Becoming Naruto Grandfather

"Grandpa Chito!!"

Tsunade lay sprawled on the pristine bed in the Daimyo's mansion, rolling back and forth with the carefree abandon of a child, her voice ringing with playful mischief.

If Hikaru had seen her at that moment, he would have wholeheartedly embraced the idea of calling her Sister Tsunade without hesitation.

Though her demeanor resembled that of a little girl, Tsunade was far from one. Decades old yet eternally youthful, the Yin Seal preserved her in the prime of womanhood, her body exuding a beauty that was both graceful and striking—like a perfectly ripened peach, brimming with charm.

As she rolled about, her robe shifted slightly, lending her an unintentional air of alluring elegance.

From miles away, Uzumaki Chito sighed heavily, his voice stern as it echoed through the talisman jade.

"You're a grown woman, Tsunade!" he scolded. "Show some dignity! Sit up properly and stop acting like a lunatic!"

Tsunade barely flinched at his reprimand. Instead, she tilted her head in mock obedience, pouting like a child scolded for mischief. Still, she straightened herself, sitting upright with an exaggeratedly prim expression.

Her lips twitched, betraying the glimmer of pride in her eyes.

"See? I'm all proper now, Grandpa Chito," she teased, her voice dripping with faux innocence.

Chito rolled his eyes, though the corner of his lips threatened a faint smile. "Good," he muttered, feigning exasperation.

Unfazed, Tsunade grinned triumphantly. She kicked off her shoes, her bare feet—pale and delicate as porcelain—swaying lazily in the air.

"Grandpa Chito," she began, her tone softer, "I'm so happy today. And it's all thanks to you."

Her grin widened as she continued, "I thought I was the last Senju left in the world. But then, finding Hikaru—it's like a miracle! I owe you so much."

Her words were laced with genuine emotion, her eyes shimmering with gratitude.

If Orochimaru or Jiraiya had witnessed this moment, they would have been utterly stunned. The Tsunade they knew—the brash, strong-willed kunoichi—rarely displayed such unguarded joy.

This was a side of her unseen since childhood, back when she'd been sheltered under the protective shadow of her grandpa, Hashirama Senju. In those days, Tsunade's laughter had been unburdened by war or loss, her innocence untouched.

Now, in the presence of Uzumaki Chito—her steadfast pillar—she felt that innocence return. With him, she could let go of the weight of her losses, finding comfort in the belief that someone was there to hold the world steady.

Chito remained silent for a moment, his gaze softening as he took in her unrestrained happiness through the talisman jade. The words of reprimand he had prepared dissolved like mist, replaced by a whisper too faint for anyone to hear.

"Forgive me, Tsunade," he murmured.

For Uzumaki Chito, two figures had etched themselves deepest into his heart over the long years of his life—Kushina and Tsunade.

Kushina, the last ray of light from his own Uzumaki Clan, had embodied his bloodline's strength and spirit.

And Tsunade, with her boundless kindness and untainted smile, had represented the hope of a better world—a world Uzumaki Chito had once fought to create alongside Hashirama and Madara.

In those early days, Chito had believed that Konoha would bring peace to the ninja world, its children growing up free from the shadows of war. Tsunade, cheerful and carefree, had been the living proof of that dream.

But reality had been cruel. Peace had crumbled, wars had returned, and even Konoha had failed to uphold its ideals.

By the time Chito emerged from his second seclusion, his optimism had faded. The dreams he once shared with Hashirama seemed like distant illusions. He had no desire to rebuild what had been so easily shattered.

The years that followed were spent in quiet isolation, protecting Kushina and her family while silently mourning what he had lost.

And then, he awoke once more to find the cycle repeating itself—Kushina and Minato gone, Konoha in turmoil. Grief and anger consumed him, threatening to extinguish the last flickers of hope in his heart.

But now, as he gazed at Tsunade's radiant smile, something stirred within him—a spark long thought extinguished.

Clenching his fist, Uzumaki Chito's eyes glowed with renewed determination.

"This time," he vowed softly, "I have the power of a god. No one I care for will be lost again."

The weight of his conviction was palpable, his voice steady and resolute.

"I will recreate a world where those I love—Tsunade, Kushina, and all who matter—can live freely, without fear or sorrow. A world where Tsunade can remain this happy forever."

His hand hovered over the talisman jade, his gaze distant yet fierce.

"This time, I won't fail."