From undercover in Konoha, to I am the Hokage!

Chapter 168 Shura Field (5k)

Looking at the kid in front of her having his mouth filled with barbecued pork, Tsunade's stiff face finally looked a little better.

Looking at his flushed cheeks, she snorted softly, looking quite dissatisfied.

It’s good enough that I let you take a look after taking a shower, how dare you have any objections?

As a female ninja who can combine the Yin Seal, an energy storage ninjutsu, with medical ninjutsu, and has managed to maintain her youthful appearance even in her seventies and eighties, no matter how carefree Tsunade has behaved in the past, she still has a love of beauty like ordinary people in her heart, and naturally has her own reserve.

However, noticing Uchiha Yayoi's stern expression, he suddenly and unconsciously straightened his chest, proudly pressed it on the table, and supported his cheek with one hand.

At the same time, his eyes inadvertently swept across the girl's 'delicate and tender' figure, and he sneered.

Miss Yayoi's ability to sense gazes was amazing. She almost instantly realized the direction of Tsunade's gaze and subconsciously shrank her body behind Sawara Kiri.

In fact, her size is not considered immature at this age, but compared with Tsunade, who stands proudly at the top of the ninja world, she is really overestimating her abilities. At least she needs to go back and recuperate for a few more years before she can compete with her when she grows up.

As if she felt that her behavior was a bit cowardly, the girl simply continued to move the chair under her buttocks towards Wujun, pressing her whole body against him, and struggling to declare her ownership.

Noticing the secret competition between the two, Sahara Kiri revealed a subtle expression and whispered to help:

“Occasionally, just occasionally”

"Humph."

Uchiha Yayoi turned around, snorted, and reached out again, took out the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish roll from the seafood noodles in his bowl, and put it into Wu's bowl, and said nonchalantly:
"When people get older, even with ninjutsu, they can't change their endocrine system in a subtle way. Just like when a wolf is in its prime and no one wants it, it's likely to do anything."

"Wu, you must be careful and don't be fooled by the old woman."

"Squeak-"

The friction of the stool on the stone floor made a sharp, piercing sound, and at the same time, this sound was covered by the dull sound of teeth grinding.

The topic related to age hit Tsunade's weak spot directly, like a knife stabbing her in the heart, causing her to become so stressed that she couldn't even control the amplitude of her movements. The ball that was originally pressed on the table suddenly swelled up with a sharp inhalation.

Sawara Kiri, who was surrounded in the center, seemed to be a little tense all over. He chewed the barbecued pork quickly and glanced in Tsunade's direction with the corner of his eye.

Then, Tsunade was seen with a calm and composed look on her face, slurping her noodles with a nonchalant expression.

I wish she was as calm as she appears.

Sawara Kiri thought so in her heart.

As expected, Tsunade had just bitten off the noodles in her mouth when she raised her head and sneered softly, looking towards the girl:

"Your understanding of the Yin Seal is indeed limited to this extent."

"If you were a little more accomplished and had studied the specific principles of rejuvenation, you would know that my ninjutsu is not just about maintaining the surface of the body, but also about maintaining all the cells in the body at the state of a twenty-year-old."

"Just because you have learned a little bit of the basics, do you think everyone is as good as you?"

"I'm really underestimated."

Miss Yayoi narrowed her eyes and glanced at Tsunade's plump figure, and suddenly realized that the problem might be a little complicated.

However, he did not give in at all:
"Once the chakra is exhausted, it will still degenerate into its old state. What's the difference?"

"People who run out of chakra are dead. What does it have to do with you whether the dead age or not?"

"As expected of a ninjutsu created by an old woman, even the reaction after it dissipates is so simple and unpretentious."

"The fruits of hard work are always better than the stalkers and voyeurs who are always trying to get them. Even my childhood sweetheart and all my skills were obtained through charity and pity. Once someone touches me, I know I can't keep them."

"That's better than the old ghost Qianshou who wants to eat young grass."

"The Uchiha clan is born evil, I will..."

Sahara Kiri didn't know why the criticism from both sides suddenly turned from him to the other side during the conversation.

Seeing that the bowls of noodles on both sides had been put down, he was trapped in the middle, and they were about to fight in the street, attracting the attention of many passers-by. Even the chef in the kitchen subconsciously put down the dough on the table. The noise was about to get louder and louder, and even his head was stuffed between the soft noodles on both sides and was about to sink in. Sawara Kiri immediately realized that it was time for the hero to appear.

"Wait a moment!"

The voices from both sides suddenly fell silent.

It was as if he suddenly realized that the real owner was still here.

Mr. Sahara was sandwiched between the two of them. He held out his hand and lowered his voice with a serious look on his face: "In fact, I still have a hidden channel of communication with them that I haven't reported yet."

The moment they heard these words, the two people who were on edge just now were suddenly startled. They realized that the duck in their pot might still fly away, and their hearts suddenly tensed for a moment.

The next moment, Tsunade grabbed his collar and stared at him sharply:
"What do you mean?"

Sawara Kiri said calmly, "For the next period of time, the Ninja World will be in a period of peace. It will be difficult for either side to start a war again, so I want to try to solve the problem through other means."

"Wu wants to go back?!"

Miss Yayoi immediately squeezed Tsunade's cheek away and stared at him.

"That's not the case." Sahara Kiri smiled awkwardly, "It's just a way of contact, but it's not appropriate to talk about it here."

Tsunade and Yayoi were both startled when they heard this.

Turning around, I saw that the crowd behind me was growing larger and larger.

When women quarrel, it is to fight over men.

Who doesn’t like to watch this kind of drama?

One of them is the Princess of Konoha!

Didn’t this bring people together?
The atmosphere in the small noodle shop suddenly became tense, and it was obvious that the quarrel could no longer continue.

Sawara Kiri secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, just as he could relax, Tsunade grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the road, as if he was about to fly.

"what are you doing?!"

Uchiha Yayoi stood in front of the two of them, the magatama in his eyes had already turned, and he looked at the old woman in front of him with a wary face, while his other hand held Sawara Kiri's arm.

"Let's go to the Hokage building for a meeting!"

"Then me too"

"Ok?"

Tsunade calmed the other person down with a look, and said in a serious expression: "This is a high-level confidential matter, no one is allowed to approach."

Miss Yayoi opened her eyes wide and looked at the other person in surprise.

With her real Kage-level strength, how could she be excluded from the top? !

However, faced with this situation, Sawara Kiri could only give her a comforting look and put his finger in front of his lips, meaning that they should talk about business first and the rest could be discussed later.

Uchiha Yayoi paused, took a deep breath, but didn't say anything more, and reluctantly let go of her hand.

Tsunade then sneered disdainfully and dragged Sawara Kiri towards the Hokage Building.

Seeing that the fun of the women's fight was over, the people around them gradually dispersed.

He continued kneading the dough with his hands in the kitchen.

Namikaze Minato, who had been eager to bury his head in the bowl of noodles since the beginning, slurped up all the noodles and soup, and without saying a word, he immediately used the Flying Thunder God to escape from the spot.

Maybe his wife is about to give birth.

In just a short while, the small noodle stall was empty.

Miss Yayoi looked at the two people's receding backs with an unwilling look on her face. There was a faint sense of violent dark chakra overflowing from under her feet, but she suppressed it firmly in her heart and tried her best to calm her emotions.

After a while, he finally let out a long sigh.

However, my head still felt vaguely heavy, as if I was wearing something.

The old ghost from the Senju family who is born evil!

damn it.
However, the mood is inevitably a bit depressed.

Even though the words were harsh to hear, compared to that old woman who was famous in the ninja world and stood at the pinnacle of the Land of Fire, he was far inferior in every aspect except for his youth, and his specialty was just a transitional thing used by Mr. Kiri.

Putting all this aside, she was just a jonin with only moderately good talent.

As someone like me, am I really qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with Mr. Wu?

Besides.

Uchiha Yayoi's eyes were deep, and subconsciously his memory emerged of the woman who forced Wu to give his all when they first met.

There are too many competitors and they are too strong.

Before, because I was always following the fog, the sense of threat was not that strong.

However, after putting all this aside, the oppressive feeling suddenly made it difficult for her to even breathe. This couldn't go on any longer.

Uchiha Yayoi took a deep breath and strode back towards the clan’s territory.

In a corner that the girl did not notice, the Yintun Chakra in her brain was constantly compressing and accumulating like solid black mud, waiting for the moment of explosion.

Behind him, from afar, an innocent voice called out to the boss:

"Lord Yayoi! You haven't paid me yet!"

"Put it on that fat woman's account!"

"Oh."

On the other side, the Hokage Building.

It was lunchtime and the office was empty. The message to Orochimaru and Jiraiya had just been sent out not long ago, so it would probably take some time for it to arrive.

At this time, Sahara Kiri, who was caught by Tsunade, was sitting on the guest sofa in the Hokage's office, his eyes a little vague.

Tsunade stood next to the filing cabinet, pretending to look at the documents in her hands, and didn't even notice that she had held them upside down.

She was so angry just now that she said whatever she wanted without any scruples.

But now that she had calmed down and reviewed the whole thing again, Tsunade suddenly felt her cheeks burning. She was so embarrassed that her toes were about to pop out of her ninja shoes. She dug out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment on the floor, and wished she could travel back ten minutes ago and give that nonsense to herself in the face.

Quarreling or even fighting with the Uchiha clan is the traditional custom of the Senju clan and there is nothing to say about it.

What's the point of just arguing over a kid who is a dozen years younger than you?

This kid usually lives in my own home, and I see him every day.

She didn't really want to snatch the fog and eat it.

Of course, if the person being eaten was the Uchiha clan's prospective son-in-law, then there seemed to be nothing wrong in killing him on the spot.
Complex emotions were constantly swirling in Tsunade's heart, causing her to make a creaking sound of teeth gritting from time to time while looking at the documents. It was unclear what she was hating, or maybe she was just being mad at herself.

Sahara Kiri's gaze subconsciously swept over Tsunade's back, and her heart was also somewhat complicated.

Although he had quite a bit of contact with Tsunade on a daily basis, he felt that he was almost getting used to her nondescript appearance because of her usual carefree demeanor. The pressure of survival was quite high and he had a lot of responsibilities on his shoulders, so most of the time he didn't think about it in this way and just treated her as a more bold senior.

However, after hearing what he just said, if he really has no idea at all, then he is either depressed or interested in men.

Young people of seventeen or eighteen years old are at the age when they can break steel plates if they get up early. As soon as this idea comes to mind, it will immediately drift in the direction of Tianma Meteor Post.

Just then he glanced over and happened to see Tsunade's back.

Under the long light golden hair, there is a standard gourd-shaped figure. Even the dark trousers that stick to the body cannot cover the winding curve of the big moon, which makes the fabric taut. As it continues to move upwards, the lines quickly tighten along the contours between the waist and legs, forming a waist that can be held in one hand, outlining a plump and graceful figure. The shadows at the edges are as deep as ink, and there is no bottom at all.

The thirty-year-old peach is almost ripe. She is at the age of being as vigorous as a wolf and a tiger, but her skin is still as white and delicate as a girl's.

Yin Seal is a really good jutsu.

Excellent.

Mr. Sawara's gaze gradually became profound, and he inadvertently revealed the appreciation attitude unique to an old artist.

The momentum is well controlled.

However, as if noticing the gaze coming from behind, Tsunade subconsciously turned around and looked at him with some confusion.

Somehow, there was still a hint of blush on her face, which was particularly obvious against her fair and smooth skin.

When he turned around, he noticed that Sawara Kiri was in a state of concentration, and he seemed to be relieved and continued to lower his head.

illusion?

Fortunately, Sahara Kiri's appearance made her feel a little relieved. She still turned her back to him and pretended to be a busy elder, and said in a calm tone:
"Don't take those words just now to heart."

"But the Uchiha clan's personalities are indeed not very suitable. The extreme Yin-Touching Chakra will lead their personalities to extremes. The deeper the love, the stronger the power that erupts."

"While you are still young and have opportunities in the future, it would be better for you to find someone else to be with."

However, I don’t know who the ‘others’ she mentioned are.

As if she had thought of something, Tsunade's voice suddenly paused, but she quickly pretended to be an experienced person and said casually:

"By the way, what stage are you at now?"

"Have you done it?"

Sawara Kiri was stunned when he heard this. How could he dare to progress so quickly?
Nothing has been done yet, but Yayoi's heart knot is already jumping up and down. If it gets more radical, won't she be facing the final bond soon?

"Not really." His voice was a little embarrassed. "We just confirmed our relationship not long ago."

"But, Yayoi and I actually get along pretty well."

"There shouldn't be the things you said, Lady Tsunade."

Hope so.

Sawara Kiri thought so in her heart.

Tsunade's knuckles were still pinching the page, and the entire paper was almost wrinkled when she asked this question.

Hearing this, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned the pages much more slowly. She herself didn't even know what she was so nervous about.

However, her tone immediately changed from calm to frivolous and arrogant:
"Sure enough~"

"You're still a useless child!"

She herself was clearly a virgin, but when she spoke of others, she had an air of being experienced, with a smile on her lips. She immediately acted like a veteran, turned her head and looked at him, looking at his dangling, slightly evasive, childish face. She slapped the table in front of him with one hand, raised her chin slightly, and said teasingly:

"Do you want to let Big Sister teach you?"

I told her she was fat and she still brags about it?
Sahara Kiri's expression suddenly became a little subtle. He looked at her with suspicion and whispered, "Lady Tsunade dressed like that when she was at home. Could it be that she did it on purpose?"

"cough cough"

Tsunade couldn't help but cough softly, and turned her face away, her expression a little stiff.

This brat, why is he still holding on to this matter?

There aren't usually any outsiders at home, so can't she just stay in the house to cool off?
But then, as if noticing Wu's teasing expression, he pretended to be tough and stretched out his hand to grab one of his cheeks, saying unhappily: "Huh? You little brat, you haven't even grown all your hair yet, and you're meddling in adults' affairs!"

"Why? Just looking isn't enough, do you want to take a bath with me?"

“Ahhhh, it hurts, it hurts—”

Sawara Kiri didn't have "no bottom line" on at this time, the injuries he suffered were all real, his face was almost broken from being pulled, and he kept slapping Tsunade's back of the hand.

"Humph."

Seeing him like this, Tsunade reluctantly let go.

But verbally, he still refused to be outdone, and crossed his arms over his chest, holding up the already large Tuan Tuan.

Sahara Kiri rubbed his cheek and said disdainfully: "Lady Tsunade is only good when she talks."

"You little brat!?"

Tsunade's rage rose immediately, and she strangled his neck with one hand, squeezing the area in front of him flat, as if she wanted to let him taste the power of an experienced person, or as if she wanted to suffocate him to death in one breath.

"Uh huh"

Sahara Kiri was pressed so hard that she fell on the sofa and kicked her legs repeatedly.

obviously.

High-end hunters often appear in the form of prey.

Isn’t this the right path?

Sawara Kiri felt that if he wanted to continue to survive future life-and-death crises, he would have to go down this scumbag path and never return.

Seeing that he still dared to struggle, Tsunade said angrily:
"Next time I wash, I'll see if you have the guts to come in, you little brat!"

"No no no!"

Sahara Kiri was feeling both pain and enjoyment, and suddenly, as if she sensed something, she patted Tsunade's arm hard.

Tsunade still looked down at him with some confusion.

Just as I was wondering, I heard the door suddenly creak and was pushed open from the outside.

Orochimaru and Jiraiya walked into the office side by side, and saw the two of them lying on the sofa entangled together, and couldn't help but look at each other with confusion.

"Ok?"

　After three rounds of revisions, it should be able to pass the review. Let’s give it a try.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)