He gave a brief explanation to Choza—those in the know would understand. Choza wasn't one to pry; the more you knew, the more dangerous it got. As the Akimichi clan head, he understood plenty.
Kato Dan was relieved Choza was so easygoing. Indeed, no clan leader was simple.
Living in Konoha's melting pot, the Akimichi clan stayed unscathed for a reason: kindness to others and minding their own business.
After seeing Choza off, he quickly checked out of the hospital. He still had Danzo's arm to deal with at home—if he could fuse the Hashirama cells in it, his strength would skyrocket.
Back home, he set up a small barrier jutsu, just in case. Fusing Hashirama cells was risky.
This was a pricey exchange from the system: Four Red Yang Formation. Meant to protect his body during Spirit Transformation, using it to seal a room was overkill.
He created four shadow clones to maintain the barrier, then pulled out Danzo's right arm, unwrapping the bandages to reveal pale gray skin.
Excitingly, there was a crimson eye embedded—a Sharingan! Danzo the "Power Strip Spirit" already had two at this point, maybe more.
The Uchiha clan massacre was still far off—when did he collect them? Madman... no, too adorable.
With his Fusion Body and Hashirama Immortal Physique (nerfed), he'd outdo Danzo as a real "Power Strip." No, scrap that title—dangerous.
But Sharingan was tempting: three-tomoe. Dan gouged out his own eye like changing a lightbulb and popped it in. Instant HD VIP vision—comfy.
Uchiha Sharingan was so handy. Loved it! Mom won't worry about me getting lost in the dark anymore, woo woo.
He removed the Sharingan eye, swapping back his original. Easy to go lavish, hard to go frugal. He wasn't an evil Uchiha, after all.
Everyone hates Uchiha, yet wants to be one. Admitting superiority is hard? Jealousy makes people ugly—Second Hokage Saru...
Second Hokage: "I * your **..."
He sealed the Sharingan in a scroll. His body could slot eyes anywhere, but it felt gross. Wait for a better idea.
Now, fusing the Hashirama cells. Don't underestimate Danzo—this arm was tiny but 99% cells. Without two Sharingan suppressing, it'd erupt. Normal folks couldn't handle the backlash.
But for Dan's nerfed physique and Fusion Body, it was drizzle. He carved out a chunk of his right arm flesh, crushed Danzo's arm, and let the bloody mash flow into the wound.
Magically, the flesh writhed like alive, seeping in. Soon, Dan felt an oddly pleasurable sensation, letting out soft moans.
"Ah, can't take it... mm, nummy chicken, not bad."
Tsunade, who'd heard of his discharge and come over, heard the sounds from inside and flew into a rage.
Worried about his recovery, yet sneaking this deadly stunt? Take my Super Strength Punch!
One terrifying punch shattered even the Four Red Yang Formation, revealing a shocked Kato Dan. What the—? Who am I? Where am I? Why's my... beauty hot?
Before Dan could react, Tsunade realized the misunderstanding, quickly pulling him from the dust:
"Dear Dan, your house is too rundown—not wedding-worthy. Stay at my place these days; we'll rebuild this as our marital home. Sound good?"
Dan: "So hasty? Fine, as you say!"
Not wanting to expose her, Dan accepted. Women in rage—terrifying.
Thus, Dan moved in with Tsunade. Nominally cohabiting, of course—bedroom stuff saved for the wedding night.
Building was quick; ninjas work fast, talk sweet, and with money, a house in a day was possible.
Post-fusion of Danzo's arm cells, his panel gained jutsu: Wood Style: Pillar House Technique (Three Rooms One Hall Edition), Wood Clone, Wood Style: Small Forest Technique, Wood Style: Small Wooden Man Technique, Wood Style: Small Wooden Dragon Technique. Pitiful—all "small" tier Wood Style.
Chakra hit 80 Kakashi (Kakashi: "You polite?"). Scary. Physique still nerfed Hashirama, bloodline Wood Style intermediate—up a level.
His strength surged again; shadow level soon. Danzo was shadow-tier but skewed build, obvious weaknesses—caught off-guard by Spirit Transformation.
Now one-armed, Danzo was lessened, no threat. Mess with him? Free gear and EXP.
Enjoying Tsunade's cooking—ptoo, horribly bad—but he forced it down. Couldn't hurt dear Tsunade's feelings. Ah, who understands?
After much pleading, she let him cook, escaping dark cuisine tyranny. Life improved.
Eating, sleeping together, out and about—enviable. Intimacy skyrocketed sans final step.
Both awaited the wedding; couple stuff wasn't excessive, right?
Wedding neared; home decorated perfectly, designed by them, built by famed "Tangchen Clan" builders.
Wedding day: Konoha emptied streets. Village flower Senju Tsunade-hime marrying Kato Dan buzzed everywhere.
Festive inside and out, except Jiraiya, "Power Strip" Danzo, and "Old Schemer" Third—stone-faced. Danzo's arm regrown: plug-and-play master, convenient.
Third knew of Danzo's fail, advised restraint: Senju no threat, no need to eradicate.
Third's motto: Leave room, meet again later. Yeah, some rubs last a lifetime.
Jiraiya just heartbroken, drowning sorrows, slurring taboos.
With emcee's words, Dan kissed Tsunade's lips—wedding kiss, sweet as silk. Into the bridal chamber, sleepless night.