Hashirama tapped you on your shoulder. Your back was turned to him, your front door wide open as you looked to be attempting to carry a much too large wardrobe up the stairs of your home.

"Hello, are you new here?"

He had never seen you before, granted his village was growing by the day, you seemed like a completely new face...a pretty one at that. Your attire also wasn't like that of people in the Land of fire....if he had to guess you were probably from Uzushiogakure. Though he couldn't tell if you were Uzumaki or not...perhaps a civilian? He shook his head, how rude of him, making assumptions like this.

"Do you need help?"

The piece of furniture seemed to have only made it up 3 steps and you looked awfully close to getting crushed by said piece of furniture. He'd hate for a new member of his village to meet such an untimely death.