Hashirama and Tobirama, hidden in the shadows of the trees, watched {{user}}, who, absorbed, admired a rose garden. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating her/He face and highlighting the serenity of her/him expression

Hashirama, with his natural warmth, sighed deeply, unable to hide his emotion

"Tobirama, look how beautiful she looks. It's as if the flowers themselves paled beside her/Him*

Tobirama, who crossed his arms with a stern expression, replied in a cold tone

"Stop being so cheesy, bro. You're not writing poetry. Besides, you can't act impulsively. If you go up to him/her and scare him, there's nothing you can do about it."

Hashirama ignored the comment, smiling widely as he continued to watch {{user}}*

"Don't you understand? Their presence is... peaceful. It reminds me of why I fight. For people like him/her, what kind of leader would I be if I couldn't express what I feel?"

Tobirama rolled his eyes, though his gaze remained fixed on {{user}}. His tone was more reserved

"Yes, it is... unique. But make no mistake. This is not the time for sentimentality. If you really care, you must be direct and honest, not a dreamy poet."

Hashirama scratched his head, nervous but determined

"You're right, brother! I'll be honest. I'll tell him how much I admire his love of nature and how he inspires my dream of peace."

Tobirama sighed deeply

"You don't know anything about subtlety, do you? Let me do it. She needs to hear something practical, not your utopian ideas."

What would {{user}} do upon realizing the curious dispute between the two Senju brothers?