Konoha: The Gu Master Creates the Hokage

"Given by Zhihui."

Naruto Uzumaki exclaimed excitedly, "He even said he'd teach me how to cook!"

Zhihui?

He definitely doesn't have Minato Namikaze's recipes.

But his teacher, Tsunade, did.

That's fine.

Hiruzen Sarutobi was relieved.

He was worried that Shimura Danzo still harbored designs on Jinchūriki.

"Third Hokage, have you ever eaten food made by the Fourth Hokage?"

Naruto Uzumaki suddenly asked.

Why do you ask that?

Hiruzen Sarutobi's gaze sharpened, and his tone became somewhat serious.

"I want to cook a dish that tastes even better than the Fourth Hokage's!"

Naruto Uzumaki clenched his fist and said.

"That's it."

Hiruzen Sarutobi couldn't help but smile.

He's still just a child.

They want to fight for everything.

"The food at Shuimen is delicious, you'd better work hard!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi reached out and touched his golden hair.

He seemed to see the image of Minato Namikaze in his mind's eye.

Sarutobi Hiruzen sighed inwardly.

The Fourth Hokage should have been chosen from Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Orochimaru.

Minato Namikaze's ability to stand out naturally demonstrates his excellence.

Moreover, his Will of Fire is perfect.

The reason we chose him over Orochimaru back then was precisely for this reason.

Unfortunately, God is jealous of talented people.

"I will work hard!"

Naruto Uzumaki said with great enthusiasm.

"That's good."

Hiruzen Sarutobi knew of his diligence and perseverance.

He had thought that Naruto Uzumaki wouldn't be able to keep up with Might Guy's grueling training.

"Three generations of grandfathers."

Naruto Uzumaki, looking curious, asked, "Could you tell me the story of the Fourth Hokage?"

Hiruzen Sarutobi fell silent.

A few seconds later, he slowly nodded.

The former residence of the Thousand Hands.

Yu Nuzhihui pushed open the door.

The expected welcome home did not materialize.

He took off his shoes and walked into the hall.

Tsunade lay on the sofa without any regard for her image.

Her head rested on the armrest, her body naturally sinking down, her full buttocks making intimate contact with the sofa.

Her long, slender legs were slightly parted, and her fair, jade-like feet swayed from time to time.

"Where is Shizune-neechan?"

Oil Girl Zhihui stepped forward and stood opposite her.

From this vantage point, one can see the abyss where the water has naturally slid down but has been pulled back.

"She went to Konoha Hospital for surgery."

Tsunade casually remarked, "She spends all day with me, doing nothing, so she should improve her medical ninjutsu instead."

This sentence is true.

Looking at that pretty face, You Nuzhihui asked, "Teacher, are you very tired?"

"It's mental exhaustion."

Tsunade yawned and said.

"Did we lose again?"

Oil Girl Zhihui understood immediately and asked.

What do you mean by "losing again"?

Tsunade opened her eyes and glared at him with displeasure. "Speak properly to your teacher!"

"I'm going to practice."

"Issue no Shiki said calmly."

"You little brat!"

Tsunade gave a light snort and said, "Stop!"

"Is there a problem?"

"Oil Girl Zhihui asked."

"Since you know that teachers are very tired, you should do something to show your appreciation."

Tsunade rolled her eyes and said.

Every time she saw Yu Nu Zhihui's overly calm demeanor, she felt an urge to ruthlessly torment him.

"express?"

The woman, Zhihui, was slightly taken aback and blurted out, "Massage?"

"this is not bad."

Tsunade's lips curled slightly as she patted her thigh, causing the flesh to ripple, and said, "Come on."

"You are employing child labor."

Oil Girl Zhihui's gaze shifted downwards, looking at the rounded toes painted with nail polish.

"So, I'm asking you, are you in or not?"

Tsunade's eyes flashed with a dangerous light as she clenched her fists.

"I'll do it."

"This is what Zhihui, the oil-producing woman, said from the bottom of her heart."

He stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and placed them on Tsunade's calves.

It feels firm and fleshy to the touch.

As ninjas, they train year-round and don't have any excess fat.

"Not bad."

Tsunade nodded in satisfaction.

In her opinion, Yu Nu Zhihui was born with superhuman strength and had good control, making him very suitable for massage.

Oh no, I mean learning superhuman strength.

Tsunade's body tensed slightly, and her ten rounded toes curled up comfortably.

Oil Girl Zhihui glanced at her, rubbed his palm against her fair skin, then stopped and pressed down.

He had no formal training in massage, so he relied on his senses.

It looks like it's working well.

A few minutes later, Yu Nuzhihui moved to a different location.

He held Tsunade's fair feet in his hands, his fingers pressing against the soles and insteps of her feet.

"uh-huh."

Tsunade emitted an alluring nasal sound.

A tingling sensation spread throughout her body.

"Have you taken a shower?"

"Oil Girl Zhihui suddenly asked."

"of course."

Tsunade answered instinctively.

But they quickly realized the problem.

She opened her eyes and stepped on his chest, but without putting any force.

"What do you mean?"

Tsunade narrowed her eyes.

"No wonder I smelled the scent of shower gel."