Konoha: The Gu Master Creates the Hokage

Yu Nu Zhihui casually opened the letter.

The letter was simple, saying that the Akatsuki wanted to perform surgery on him to awaken the Rinnegan.

However, the specific type of surgery was not specified.

Yu Nu Zhihui seemed to be deep in thought.

Could it be transplanted interstitial cells?

Black Zetsu had been following Madara Uchiha all along, so he naturally knew how Madara had awakened the Rinnegan.

If they don't cause trouble, it's fine to let Uchiha Sasuke undergo surgery.

But it's clear they're 100% going to cause trouble.

Oil Girl Zhihui took out a pen and wrote a reply.

Surgery is possible, but it must be performed by someone found by Uchiha Sasuke; Black Zetsu just needs to provide the relevant information.

Oil Girl Zhihui wasn't worried that he would refuse.

Because Black Zetsu had no other choice.

Its only hope is Uchiha Sasuke.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Mabui lately?"

Yu Nu Zhihui closed the letter, then suddenly remembered something and asked.

Logically, the three Hokage's secretaries should have appeared in front of him in turn.

Konan took leave because of matters concerning the Land of Rain and Amegakure.

But Mabui didn't.

"..."

Samui opened his mouth, then froze on the spot.

"She doesn't want to see me?"

"I can't help but ask," Yu Nu Zhihui guessed.

"Yes."

Samui hesitated for a few seconds, but ultimately told the truth.

"Have her come over tomorrow."

Aburame Shiki tossed the letter to her and said, "Return this to Sasuke."

"Hokage-sama."

Samui looked apologetic and said, "Mabui, she..."

"Don't worry, I'm not angry."

Oil Girl Zhihui shook her head and interrupted.

"Thank you, Hokage-sama."

Samui glanced at him and bowed slightly.

As she moved, large swaths of white skin spilled out from her neckline, creating a breathtaking sight.

Only then did Zhihui realize that the top two buttons of her white shirt had been undone.

when?

Before entering?

"Lord Hokage, would you like me to give you a massage?"

Samui noticed his gaze and asked softly.

Although Shiki Aburame said she wasn't angry, just in case, she decided to make a small sacrifice for Mabui.

"can."

Yu Nu Zhihui nodded.

Samui breathed a sigh of relief and walked behind him.

"in front of."

"Oil Girl Zhihui suddenly said."

Samui was somewhat puzzled upon hearing this.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then walked around to stand in front of him.

Without any hesitation, You Nuzhi buried himself in her arms.

A rich aroma filled the air.

"..."

Samui stiffened, feeling his breath, and a blush appeared on his indifferent face.

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Chapter 288 Tsunade in the Bathroom (Three-in-One Chapter)

Aburame Shiki was sitting in the Hokage's chair, so the height was just right.

He reached out and hugged Samui's waist, his right hand sliding down slightly to rest on her bodycon skirt.

As Yu Nuzhihui felt the texture of the women's suit against his face, his eyes flickered slightly.

He could see Samui's delicate collarbone and fair neck at the collar of his white shirt, and the skin below.

It is certain that there are no shoulder straps or suspenders.

He suddenly felt sympathy for the white shirt, bearing such a heavy burden alone.

"Let's begin the massage."

Oil Girl Zhihui listened to her quickened heartbeat and said.

"Yes."

Samui took a breath, placed his hands on his head, and gently massaged it.

But the warmth of the touch at such close range caused her face to flush even more.

Samui bit her red lips.

When she gets back, she will definitely try to persuade Mabui.

Suddenly, Samui's body trembled.

Oil Girl Zhihui's right hand made a movement.

He moved up her pencil skirt, past her waist, and down to her abdomen.

With a gentle twist, the buttons on the woman's suit jacket were undone, and the hem naturally parted to the sides.

Without the women's suit to obstruct the view, all that's left is a thin white shirt.

"H... Lord Hokage..."

Samui sounded somewhat panicked.

"what happened?"

Without looking up, You Nuzhihui continued to bury his face in her arms.

"..."

Samui hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

What should she say?

"I wanted to ask if this pressure is appropriate?"

Samui suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and asked.

"You can make it a little heavier."

Oil Girl Zhihui took a deep breath of the aroma and couldn't help but swallow.

"Yes."

Samui pressed down slightly on the back of his head.

The next second, she froze.

She felt something slide across her skin.

What perfume are you wearing?

Oil Girl Zhihui licked her lips, looked at her glistening skin, and asked.

"It was...it was given to me by Xiaonan."

Samui's face turned red, and his voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

Although she has a rather cold personality, she is still a young girl, and skipping the dating phase makes her shy.

"Xiao Nan really likes these cosmetics."

Oil Girl Zhihui thought of Xiaonan's nail polish.

Anyone who joins Akatsuki cannot escape.

It's hard to say whether it was to add to the Akatsuki's unique characteristics or simply because of her own preferences.

"Ah."

Samui regained his composure and continued the massage.

Having just been ambushed, her body was tense, and her legs, clad in black stockings, stood straight.

"Relax."