The two of them were the only ones in the room, so even though Tsunade spoke as softly as a mosquito, Tōshirō heard her clearly. He was utterly confused.
"No, I mean, Tsunade, what exactly are you doing?"
Tsunade slowly opened her eyes and frowned. "Isn't that what I should be asking you? What are you still waiting for?"
"What do you mean, 'what am I waiting for?'" Tōshirō was bewildered. "You just lay directly on the bed. How am I supposed to use my Sharingan to cast genjutsu on you and train my dōjutsu?"
This was too different from what she had imagined, and Tsunade was completely dumbfounded. "Huh? You said, cast genjutsu? Train your dōjutsu?"
"Otherwise?" Tōshirō retorted. "Why else do you think I'd wait until night and pull you into my room? It's because I don't want anyone else to know I have the Sharingan."
After speaking, Tōshirō couldn't help but sigh with emotion. "If I used the Sharingan during regular training, someone would definitely discover it and cause unnecessary trouble."
Upon hearing Tōshirō's explanation, Tsunade was struck as if by lightning. Her mind crashed in an instant.
At this moment, Tōshirō glanced at Tsunade and chuckled. "By the way, you've been acting really strange since earlier. I feel like you really wanted to do that with me."
After saying that, Tōshirō, fearing a beating from Tsunade, quickly tried to save himself. "Hey, don't hit me! I was just kidding, haha..."
Tsunade, like a block of wood, slowly sat up, saying nothing, trying to pretend that nothing had happened.
However...
Though Tōshirō was slow to react, he wasn't truly stupid.
He just hadn't thought in that direction. Now, seeing Tsunade's unusual behavior, he began to connect the dots.
"Ah?"
"Hmm..."
"Holy hell!"
Tōshirō cautiously probed, "Hey, Tsunade, you didn't seriously want to do that with me, did you?"
Tsunade's face was flushed, and her muffled voice sounded like she was grinding her teeth. "Shut up!"
Tōshirō saw Tsunade's overly strong reaction and figured it must be true. He blurted out, "It really was true..."
"Ahhh!!! Shut up!"
A fist appeared in his vision, cutting through the air. He didn't even have time to gasp, let alone dodge.
"Bang."
Tōshirō took a punch, spinning through the air, creating a gust of wind, and slammed into the wall with a resounding crash, creating a large hole and emitting white smoke.
"Ow, ow, ow... Tsunade, you just tried to kill me, didn't you?"
Tōshirō, who was nearly knocked unconscious by Tsunade's punch, was in excruciating pain. If he weren't a Jinchūriki and incredibly resilient, he would have passed out by now.
Tsunade saw that Tōshirō still had the energy to complain incessantly. She turned her face away and snorted, showing no remorse whatsoever.
Tōshirō was also annoyed. He frowned, indicating that he, too, had a temper. "Hey, you should at least show some regret! Whose fault do you think it is that I'm like this?"
Tsunade feigned innocence. "It's all your fault..."
"My fault?" Tōshirō was amused and angry. He puffed out his chest, which felt like a broken rib, and stated righteously, "Don't get it wrong, okay? From beginning to end, I had no such intentions."
Tsunade refused to admit fault and was eager to shift the blame. "It was your misleading words, wasn't it?"
Tōshirō conceded this point. "Yes, my words were indeed misleading."
Then, he immediately changed his tone. "But did you give me a chance to explain?"
"No. As soon as I spoke, you immediately jumped to conclusions. You didn't even give me a chance to explain, and you just bolted."
"Well, I wondered where Nawaki went. Turns out you sent him away."
Tsunade opened her mouth, wanting to argue, but found herself speechless.
Tōshirō pressed his advantage. "I always thought I was lustful enough, but I never imagined, never imagined that you, this blonde bombshell, are far more lustful than me!"
By the end, Tōshirō even felt inexplicably wronged, squeezing out a few crocodile tears. "I refused, yet you actually broke a few of my ribs, trying to force yourself on me! That's simply outrageous!"
Tsunade knew perfectly well that his tearful accusations were baseless, yet she couldn't find any reason to refute him.
Indeed, Tōshirō's words were very misleading, but Tsunade shouldn't have, under any circumstances, decided to give herself to him just because of a single sentence, even going so far as to send her brother away...
Could it be that, as Tōshirō claimed, Tsunade, deep down, was essentially a more lustful person than Tōshirō himself?
Tsunade was filled with self-doubt...
"Ah, ah, I get it, I get it. Alright, it's my fault."
Tsunade sat on the bed, her legs folded outwards. "So, what do you want me to do? How will you forgive me?"
This sitting posture has a technical term: "duck sitting."
Seeing Tsunade so uncharacteristically submissive, Tōshirō couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. "Tsunade, she looks really interesting like this...?"
"Uh..."
"What am I laughing at?"
"I lost a hundred million dollars!!!"
"Damn it, what a huge loss!"
"Tsunade主动投怀送抱, is it too late for me to regret now?"
Just as Tōshirō was regretting the situation, something unexpected happened.
Tsunade gracefully moved her hand to the golden ponytail behind her head. The soft light behind her created a faint golden glow.
As she untied the hair tie, her golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall. She gently shook her head, and the faint light and golden hair intertwined in the air. Her fair skin and brown eyes also shone brighter at this moment.
Tsunade was already incredibly beautiful, but under the influence of alcohol, her snowy complexion was flushed with red, her almond eyes were hazy, and her cherry lips were slightly parted, exuding a rich feminine charm.
However, the above wasn't the main point. The main point was Tsunade's next action.
Without hesitation, she took off her jacket in front of Tōshirō, revealing a black tight-fitting undershirt and her smooth shoulders, whose skin was even finer than an infant's.
Tsunade propped herself up on the comforter with both hands and leaned in like a cat, slowly raising her face.
Tōshirō lowered his head and met her clear eyes.
Tsunade gazed at Tōshirō, her eyes filled with tenderness that seemed to well up like water.
Tōshirō was captivated by those deep eyes.
"Uh, what are you doing?"
He could now clearly feel his ears and cheeks burning, and his heart was rapidly accelerating its rhythm, pounding wildly, making him worry if it would burst out of his chest the next second.
"What am I doing?"
Tsunade's lips curled into a mischievous, impish smile. "What do you think I'm doing?"
"Are you still lustful..."
Tōshirō hissed, never expecting Tsunade to be so insatiable, even more eager than he was for her body.
"Anyway, in your eyes, I'm just a lustful woman now."
When Tsunade said this, there was a sense of abandoning herself to fate.
After this incident, she probably wouldn't be able to face Tōshirō again. So, she might as well just go all in.
Tōshirō finally understood completely.
"Ah?"
"This..."
"This, this..."
"This, this, this..."
Before he could say anything, Tsunade couldn't wait any longer and pounced on him like a tigress.
"???"
Tōshirō was caught off guard and pinned beneath her.
"Dude, no... wait..."
"Tsu... Tsunade, no!"
Tōshirō struggled.
"Damn it!"
"This woman is so strong; I can't break free."
Seeing Tōshirō's desperate pleas, Tsunade, who had always been taken advantage of by Tōshirō in the past, felt a desire for revenge. Mimicking his usual cheeky tone, she teased him perfectly:
"Scream, scream all you want! Even if you scream until your throat breaks, no one will come to help you!"
Tōshirō: ...
(End of Chapter)
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