Naruto: Starting with Tsunade

Chapter 228 Brainwave Pads and Flat Brain Pads

She wore a white cropped top that exposed her waist, her breasts stretching the white fabric to make her look incredibly voluptuous. She wore a blue coat over it, a burgundy skirt, and beige high-top boots.

In addition, judging from the fishnet decorations on her thighs, waist, and upper arms, she was probably wearing a fishnet top and fishnet shorts underneath to enhance her defenses.

Seeing that she was dressed in civilian clothes and not wearing the standard Jonin vest, Aokiji guessed that she must have returned from a mission some time ago.

"Yo." Aokiji raised his arm and greeted her skillfully, while also fixing his gaze on the diamond-shaped mark on Tsunade's forehead—the Yin Seal.

Guided by her future self, Tsunade in this era consciously developed the Hundred Healings Technique. She had already learned the prerequisite skills for this technique from Mito.

As for the Hundred Healings Technique, she hasn't developed it yet. It's not that her talent is inferior to Sakura's. Firstly, in the original story, Tsunade taught her step by step, giving her a lot of time to guide her. Secondly, in this era, Tsunade is much busier than Sakura, which has delayed her development of ninjutsu.

Tsunade's round eyes reflected the young man's slightly mischievous smile. She paused for a moment, then exclaimed softly, "Oh, how did you end up out here?"

She really didn't expect her boyfriend to be here. Normally, shouldn't he be in the Forest of Death, learning how to control the Tailed Beasts?

"Of course, it's especially to see my little sissy~"

Aokiji affectionately calls Tsunade by a nickname.

Tsunade stepped forward, extending her two gleaming white arms, and circled behind Aokiji. She clasped her hands together, gripped his neck, and with a smile that shone with delight in her eyes, said, "You smooth talker."

Their eyes met, their gazes intertwined, and Aokiji's hands slowly climbed up Tsunade's soft waist to her lower back, giving her a gentle hug.

As Tsunade leaned slightly forward, a milky fragrance wafted from her hair and body.

Aokiji sniffed the pleasant milky scent, raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "How do you know I'm smooth-talking? Have you tasted it?"

"loquacious."

Tsunade smiled coquettishly.

The two were so engrossed in their cuddling that they forgot there was a little girl with bright, sparkling eyes standing next to them.

"I specially sneaked out to see you, shouldn't you give me a little reward?" Aokiji's cheerful tone carried a hint of wanting credit.

Tsunade pouted and said with her chubby lips, "I bet you sneaked out just to take advantage of me."

Aokiji, with a shameless grin, said, "Yeah, because Tsunade's tofu is delicious."

Tsunade feigned annoyance: "You're being indecent."

The blue pheasant chuckled twice, looking rather smug.

Tsunade gently closed her eyelids, her eyelashes fluttering, and pouted her beautiful petal-like lips, looking like she had been forced into something and was being taken advantage of: "What are you waiting for? If you want to be promiscuous, hurry up and do it."

She said that, but deep down she was a little happy. Her man was lusting after her body, which was a sign that he liked her.

Tsunade closed her eyes and silently counted to a few seconds, hoping that a certain guy who liked to take advantage of others would kiss her.

A few seconds later...

Strange, why are you still hesitating to take a bite?

With this question in mind, Tsunade opened her eyes and saw a somewhat embarrassed expression reflected in them.

"Um, can I change the reward?"

Tsunade raised an eyebrow, a hint of displeasure in her expression.

Good guy.

They're being given tofu, and they still dare to complain?

With just a little thought, Tsunade could probably tell what her man was thinking, and without a second thought, she resolutely refused.

Aokiji pouted, his eyes filled with melancholy: "I haven't said anything yet."

Tsunade's attitude was firm: "No means no. Don't think I don't know what kind of wicked ideas you're having."

Aokiji's eyes gleamed, and he said earnestly, "I promise it'll only be once this time, really."

Tsunade remained unmoved. Aokiji had lied to her many times already: "You always say that, but once you start, you can't stop."

Aokiji let out a breath and said aggrievedly, "Look at what you're saying, it makes me sound like a pervert."

Tsunade's lips curled into a smirk, her eyes fixed on him like he was looking at maggots in a toilet: "You invented the term 'brain pad wave,' didn't you...?"

Mikoto's face was run over by the car wheel, but luckily she was too young to understand.

Tsunade crossed her arms to cover her chest: "You still won't call me a pervert."

Aokiji was speechless after being rebuked, and now he felt it was time to unleash his ultimate move.

He formed a hand seal, and with a flash of white eyes, he disappeared, reverting to his appearance when he was five or six years old. Then, like a child who had been told by his mother not to buy a toy while shopping, he threw a tantrum on the ground, shouting, "I don't care, I don't care, I want to eat fermented bean curd today!"

Tsunade was speechless for a moment, then suddenly noticed Mikoto beside her, whose worldview had been shattered. She coughed awkwardly and called her name.

Aokiji stopped crying and his eyes lit up: "Are you going to give me fermented tofu?"

Tsunade whispered a reminder: "There are still people watching..."

Aokiji: ...

At that moment, the atmosphere seemed to freeze. Even the sound of mosquitoes flapping their wings could be clearly heard.

Aokiji silently got up from the ground and coughed twice: "Mikoto, don't misunderstand, I was just rehearsing with this lady."

As he spoke, he winked and made suggestive gestures at Tsunade.

Tsunade was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses: "Ah, right, right, we're rehearsing..."

She herself didn't believe she was saying such a thing.

Mikoto is young, but that doesn't mean she's stupid: "Did I disturb you...?"

Aokiji: "..."

Tsunade:……

"Feel sorry……"

Mikoto bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle, then dashed out the door in a flash, making room for the two of them.

Aokiji scratched his cheek with his finger, looking distressed. "Ugh~ Now my image of me as a wise and mighty warrior in Mikoto's eyes is completely ruined..."

It seems the society is dead.

I won't play like this next time.

Tsunade sighed speechlessly: "It's all because you had a brain fart at the end."

Upon hearing this, Aokiji's ears twitched. For some reason, he put his hands on his head, bent his knees, and squatted down, looking as if he had a severe headache and was having a seizure.

Upon seeing this, Tsunade panicked and rushed forward to check on you: "What's wrong?"

"My head is throbbing terribly, it feels like a worm is gnawing at my brain."

Aokiji's breathing became rapid with pain: "Ah, quick~ find me something to cushion my head."

"To pad the brain?"

"Hmm, your chest is good..." Aokiji peeked.

Tsunade was taken aback, then realized what she meant and reached out to pinch his cheek: "You're asking for a beating, aren't you?"

"Ah, I...I was wrong, please stop pinching me."

Hearing the pleas for mercy, Tsunade finally released her grip.

Aokiji covered his swollen cheek: "You went too far."

"You really haven't changed your ways." Tsunade rolled her eyes as if she couldn't stand it anymore, and exhaled: "Fine, I'll indulge your fetish."

Huh?

Aokiji grinned from ear to ear: "Really?"

Tsunade glanced at him: "If I don't agree, you pervert will definitely try to seduce me again."

The little blue pheasant nodded as it pecked at the rice.

Tsunade formed hand seals, and white smoke rose from her body, indicating that she had used a ninjutsu.

Aokiji was completely dumbfounded. As the white smoke dissipated, a girl of about eleven or twelve years old appeared. She had a golden ponytail, fair skin, and was beautiful. She was perfect in every way except for her somewhat flat chest. It was none other than Tsunade from the past.

Aokiji blinked, indicating that he didn't understand and was greatly shocked.

Tsunade put her left hand on her hip and her right hand behind her head, striking a pose, and smiled gently: "Ta-da... Don't you miss looking like this now?"

Aokiji looked Tsunade up and down during her flat-chested period, a puzzled expression on his face: "I do miss it, but what does that have to do with your reward to me?"

"Of course it's related." Tsunade stepped forward, hugged Aokiji who looked only five or six years old, and held him close, their skin touching.

She was very strong, and Aokiji couldn't break free no matter how hard he tried. In addition, his head was throbbing from being hit by Tsunade's flat chest.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"Hehe, this is a reward for you."

"award?"

"yes"

"That's true! But you're clearly just using a flat head as a pillow!"

(End of this chapter)