"Damn it, are you trying to smother me with those things?!" Xin blurted out.
"..."
"Pfft!" Shikaku nearly choked trying to stifle his laughter. Behind them, the hidden Anbu members suddenly vanished into the shadows, becoming invisible onlookers.
Tsunade's face turned a dangerous shade of red. In a fit of fury, she grabbed Xin again. "I'll kill you!"
"What the hell are you saying? Smother you with my chest? You've got some nerve, after getting an eyeful, and now you're blaming me?!"
Realizing that Tsunade was genuinely angry, Xin made a hasty retreat. It didn't matter how old or what stage of life a woman was in; when they got mad, they were terrifying. And from the look on Tsunade's face, she was ready to kill. Xin wisely decided it was time to make himself scarce.
To be fair, the sensation wasn't half bad.
And... wait. Did Tsunade's face actually turn red? Had he imagined it?
Meanwhile, Shikaku was desperately trying to calm Tsunade down. "Tsunade-sama, I swear, I didn't see anything. Really."
"....."
Now you've done it. By explaining, you've just made it obvious you saw everything. Tsunade's eye twitched in frustration before she swung her fist at Shikaku, landing a solid hit.
"You seem to have quite a friendly relationship with Xin-sama," One of the Anbu commented quietly.
"Don't start with that," Another snapped. "We're not here to gossip. Let's focus on gathering intelligence for the Hokage like we were ordered."
"Still... I kind of envy Xin."
"....."
Once they left Amegakure, the Anbu quickly relayed their report back to the village using specialized methods, sending their scrolls to the intelligence division.
Tsunade's anger had already cooled by the time they left the village. As usual, she fell into easy conversation with Xin, discussing trivial matters, while poor Shikaku followed behind them, nursing a black eye.
"Why did you punch him?" Xin asked, glancing back at Shikaku.
"High IQ, low EQ," Tsunade muttered. "I was just giving him a lesson on what to say and what not to say."
When Tsunade glanced back at Shikaku, the man flinched in fear, wearing a sheepish grin that only made her more exasperated.
"...."
Low emotional intelligence? Was she serious? Shikaku was a genius!
With their mission complete, the group made their way back to camp as the sun began to set, arriving just before dark.
"The negotiations are complete, sir," One of the Anbu reported upon their return. He immediately vanished into the command center, recounting everything that had happened during the day.
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