Naruto: Starting with Tsunade

Chapter 459 Tsunade, who is becoming increasingly difficult to control, Fuku...?

"Would you like to use it?"

Orochimaru laughed and said, "There might be risks."

"Giving up guarantees failure, but trying gives you a 50% chance."

Aokiji uncapped the bottle, smelled it, took a small sip, and finding no discomfort, drank it all in one go.

At first, there was nothing unusual, but as time went on, a fiery and violent chakra surged through his body, causing his meridians to boil. Crimson lines appeared on his face, bulging like blood vessels with his rapid breathing, and it seemed as if light was wriggling inside.

Aokiji clutched his chest, breathing rapidly.

Orochimaru swiftly pulled a scroll from his pocket, unfurled it in mid-air, bit his finger, and with a slash of his thumb blood, a wooden barrel covered in talismans emerged with a bang, accompanied by wisps of white smoke.

Orochimaru gently placed Aokiji into the round wooden barrel, quickly formed hand seals, and summoned three shadow clones, making a total of four people including his main body, standing in the four directions of the barrel: east, south, west, and north.

Black mist emanated from within the body, rising above the Rongyuan wooden barrel and forming a vast, thick black cloud.

Immediately afterwards, the black cloud turned into a black mist and poured into the barrel, forming a bottomless black film like an abyss.

"Now it's up to Aokiji himself..."

Orochimaru placed a personal charm on the edge of the barrel, watched quietly, and murmured softly.

Ninja Technique·Four Black Mist Arrays

This ninjutsu can keep those who were originally injured within the barrier injured, and keep those who were alive alive, putting them into a state of suspended animation.

Surrounded by endless darkness, Aokiji adjusted his breathing, gathered his chakra, clapped his hands together, and formed a hand seal.

Aokiji emitted a crimson light, which then turned green, then purple, then yellow, and finally blue, with each color representing a chakra attribute.

Immortal Techniques: The Art of Five Elements Transformation

By using this ninjutsu, Aokiji can switch the nature of his chakra at will to different attributes depending on the situation, in order to deal with different situations.

This is a ninjutsu that Aokiji spent more than a year developing. Its original purpose was not for combat, but to adjust the attributes of his own five elements.

Under normal circumstances, the five elements in a person's body are in a roughly balanced state. However, Aokiji's body is special. The ice-style attribute created by the fusion of wind and water is too prominent, which breaks the body's balance and causes the body to remain in a low-temperature state for a long time.

He originally intended to use this ninjutsu to restore his physical attributes to a normal state.

But it was a pity that it failed. After in-depth research and discussion with Orochimaru, we finally came to the conclusion that medicine is needed to assist, and this medicine must contain powerful fire attributes, and using the four-tailed chakra of the Melting Release is undoubtedly the best. Not a bad choice.

After about ten minutes, wisps of black smoke began to emanate from the barrel.

Orochimaru's golden vertical pupils narrowed, as if he realized something, and he took a few steps back to maintain a certain distance.

Soon, the black mist emanating from the cylinder grew thicker and thicker, like smoke and fog. With a snap, a talisman stuck to the wooden barrel was torn off automatically. Like toppled dominoes, the remaining talismans were torn off one after another.

"Looks like there's no problem."

After Orochimaru finished speaking with a chuckle, the barrel seemed to be unable to suppress the black smoke inside any longer. With a huge roar, the barrel exploded on the spot, scattering wood chips all over the ground, and the blazing flames spread out, turning the surrounding area into a sea of ​​fire.

The black mist inside surged out, rising in layers, billowing thick smoke.

As the black smoke dissipated, a tall figure stood on the cracked and collapsed ground, his upper body bare, revealing strong, muscular flesh adorned with mysterious and mottled fire patterns.

Aokiji raised his right arm, clenched his fist, and the fire patterns on his body contracted and converged at his heart to form a flame pattern.

"Looks like it worked..."

Orochimaru glanced at the surrounding flames; if they weren't put out soon, things would get complicated.

Aokiji raised his arm, and a blue flame burned in his palm. It was different from the blazing high temperature emitted by ordinary flames, but the cold low temperature.

With a single palm pressing down, the fiery energy, upon reaching its bottom, creates ripples like a boulder dropped into a calm lake, spreading layer by layer and passing down. The blue flames and crimson flames come into contact, hissing and releasing steam, just like the steam that only appears when fire and water come into contact.

"You're getting more and more adept at bloodline elimination now."

Orochimaru's deep, resonant voice carried a hint of admiration.

"It's alright..."

Aokiji's Kekkei Tota is somewhat similar to Kagutsuchi, allowing him to change the form of his flames at will, but the difference is that Aokiji's blue flames can become solid.

It can be simply understood as a combination of Ice Release and Fire Release.

At first glance, it looks flashy and fancy, but it's not important. It's far less destructive than Dust Release.

Actually, that's not the case. Aokiji's Kekkei Tota, compared to Dust Release, doesn't focus on destructive power, but rather on flexibility and versatility. A clear example is that Aokiji can use Kekkei Tota to create a low-end version of Truth-Seeking Balls.

Susanoo, a "Gundam"-like weapon, is a game-changer in low-level matches, but it struggles against high-level matches at the Six Paths level.

Aokiji's Kekkei Tota ability effectively compensates for this.

Orochimaru laughed and asked, "How are you feeling now?"

Aokiji nodded in agreement. Thanks to the Four-Tails' chakra, Aokiji's fire release techniques were stronger, and his chakra reserves had also increased to some extent.

But none of that matters. What matters is that I finally have a normal human body again.

Saying goodbye to Orochimaru, Orochimaru was in a good mood and walked with wind in his eyes. After a while, he arrived at the Hokage's office, wanting to tell Tsunade the good news.

"What's wrong? You're smiling like an idiot."

Tsunade, who was reviewing documents, saw Aokiji's face, which was grinning so wide it almost reached his ears, and for some reason, it looked like a garlic clove that needed to be slapped.

"...It's nothing, I just wanted to come and see you."

"If there's nothing wrong, stop wandering around. Go back to your post. This isn't the first time you've abandoned your post. Even if you're my husband, I can't do favoritism."

Damn it, how dare you laugh at me! You'll be begging for mercy tonight...

Aokiji thought slyly, his face expressionless, and he quietly took his leave, bumping into a tall woman as he left the room.

"Lord Aokiji, you seem to be in a very good mood."

A tall woman with light blue hair tied up in a high ponytail, wearing a green coat and a red bodysuit underneath, walked towards us.

"Oh, it's you, Guren."

Aokiji greeted him.

When Aokiji found Guren, she was already quite old and not suitable for being sent to a school for training. So Aokiji took her with him and trained her.

Under my tutelage, although he is only about sixteen years old this year, his strength has already reached the level of a regular Jonin, and he will be able to reach the level of an elite Jonin in another year or two.

"Lord Aokiji, I've recently developed a new ninjutsu, and I'd like to ask you for your guidance," Guren said somewhat embarrassedly.

Aokiji was in a good mood and agreed without hesitation, "Sure."

"Mm." Honglian smiled brightly.

Aokiji walked in front, with Guren following behind. They left the Hokage's office and headed towards the training grounds. After taking only a few steps, Aokiji suddenly stopped.

Honglian saw Aokiji stop and looked puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Aokiji shook his head. Was it just his imagination?

He had a feeling that someone was watching him, but he didn't think much of it, since he was preoccupied with giving Tsunade a surprise that night.

In a blind spot, behind a wall, Uchiha Madara, disguised as a villager, stood quietly in place.

This kid's become really sharp; I can't just keep an eye on him like I used to...

With that thought in mind, Madara Uchiha didn't linger. Before leaving, he glanced into the distance, at the place where the Five-Tails now resided.

Hmph, quite capable, managing to keep a tailed beast as a guard dog...

The sun has set, and the bright moon is just beginning to appear.

Inside the house, there are many dishes on the square dining table in the living room, including scrambled eggs with leek, stir-fried leek, egg soup with leek, braised old hen with leek...

Tsunade frowned when she saw the dishes.

"What, you don't like it?" Aokiji picked up some leek sprouts and put them in his own bowl.

Tsunade asked in bewilderment, "Why are there only leek sprouts?"

Aokiji took a bite of the leek sprouts and replied, "Doesn't the country implement a policy of 'what the superiors do, the subordinates follow'? I saw that leeks were cheap today, so I thought I'd follow the country's call."

Tsunade was speechless. What he said was true, but there was no need to go to such lengths.

It's all leeks, and he's not afraid of throwing up after eating it.

However, Aokiji's eccentricities weren't new, so she didn't take it to heart and instructed, "If you can't finish the leek sprouts, you can eat them yourself. Don't waste food."

Aokiji muttered under his breath, "It wasn't meant for you to eat in the first place..."

Tsunade was taken aback: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing."

Tsunade scrutinized her: "You're not up to any little scheme, are you?"

How did you know?

Aokiji chuckled awkwardly, "Heh, you're really joking. What little scheme could I possibly have?"

I just wanted to do something sneaky behind your back...

Tsunade looked at her with suspicion, blinking her bright eyes: "Really?"

Feeling guilty, Aokiji forced a smile: "It's true, how could it be false?"

Tsunade stared at it for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so she gave up: "Never mind, you've been acting strangely for a long time now."

"..."

After dinner, Aokiji cleared the dishes, and Tsunade lay on the sofa and watched TV for a while to relax.

"The bathwater is ready..."

Aokiji diligently prepared her bathwater, his face beaming with a mischievous smile.

"You're quite proactive today, I don't need to call you as usual."

Tsunade lazily got up from the sofa.

"I've always been a very proactive person."

Without much thought, Tsunade swayed her slender waist and stepped into the bathroom, lightly undressed, took a quick shower, and then immersed her entire body in the bathtub.

"Fufu..."

A faint ripple appeared on the water's surface. Tsunade's gaze shifted downwards: "How annoying, it's floating again..."

There's a phrase called "sigh of thigh fat," which roughly means lamenting how fast time flies as you watch the fat on your thighs increase. In her case, it would probably be "sigh of having plenty of room."

Tsunade's fair arms hung from the fish tank, the room filled with a hazy, misty atmosphere that made her gaze unfocused.

After dozing in the bathtub for a while, accompanied by a "splash," the water splashes and tender white toes step onto the smooth floor as you leave the bathtub.

The floor was slippery, and it would be embarrassing if I slipped and fell. I quickly dried myself with a towel, put on a white bathrobe, walked out of the bathroom, and entered the living room, where I saw my husband exercising on the floor.

Tsunade looked completely bewildered: "What are you doing?"

Aokiji, taking a moment from his busy schedule, replied, "Warming up, huh?"

"warm up?"

"Uh, I'm doing push-ups."

Tsunade didn't understand: "Of course I know that, but what are you doing cultivating so late at night?"

Aokiji replied, "I'll give it my all."

"I don't understand you..."

Tsunade was drying her wet hair with a hairdryer. Having just showered, her cheeks were flushed like a steaming rosy cloud, and a thin layer of fine sweat glistened on her fair skin. Her white skirt was slightly parted, exposing her shapely, firm skin to the air, and she smiled radiantly.

"Do you want to see what I'm wearing under this dress?"

The eyes are flowing, color and soul are intertwined, and those almond eyes seem to be dripping with honey sauce soul.

Normally, even Aokiji wouldn't be able to resist glaring at such a provocative act.

However, Aokiji remained unmoved today, focusing solely on his exercise.

"Huh..." Tsunade's pupils showed a hint of confusion: "You're not reacting to me at all."

Aokiji lifted himself up from the ground, slowly stood up, and sighed as if he couldn't stand Tsunade anymore: "Can you stop looking at me with prejudice? I can grow too, you know."

As the saying goes, the rich cultivate their roots by learning the Tao, while the poor diligently work by observing their appearance.

I've fully recovered, why would I need to watch anything?

Tsunade finished drying her hair, snorted unhappily, walked up to Aokiji, and stared intently into his eyes.

Aokiji asked, puzzled, "What?"

Tsunade didn't say anything, but turned her head and slapped Aokiji with her hair at a 45-degree angle to express her dissatisfaction, then turned and went back to her room without looking back.

In the room, Tsunade changed into her pajamas: a white silk camisole with delicate lace trim, and matching silk knee-length shorts in the same color, tied with a white bow at the waist, exuding a sexy yet playful vibe.

When Tsunade saw the bedding on the ground, she was furious.

Aokiji's usual sleeping mat on the floor suffered an undeserved misfortune when it was kicked and left crooked.

Feeling that this wasn't enough to vent her anger, Tsunade quickly devised a plan. She plopped Aokiji's makeshift bed down under her own, put her hands on her hips, and puffed out her chest: "Hehe, let's see where you'll sleep later..."

She tapped her delicate little nose high, her smugness overflowing, as if to say, "I'm such a smart person."

After talking to herself, Tsunade turned off the light. In the dim light, she walked familiarly to the bed, slipped under the covers, and fell into a blissful sleep.

I had originally wanted to see Aokiji make a fool of himself, but lying on the soft mattress was so comfortable that I fell asleep without realizing it.

The room was dimly lit and so quiet you could hear a pin drop. With a soft "creak," a beam of light pierced through the crack in the door, and Aokiji slipped in. He tiptoed in, looking like a thief, and went straight to the bed. After arriving, he paused for a moment, carefully lifted the covers, and slipped inside. The bedding had already been warmed by someone and was very cozy and peaceful.

Not long after, Tsunade, who was already half asleep, frowned and let out a soft groan. As if she had sensed something, she opened her eyes wide and her pupils dilated. In a split second, she suddenly threw off the covers and looked down. Even though she couldn't see clearly, she could still clearly feel that there was a jerk making a fuss behind her back.

Soon a familiar voice came from behind, its tone flippant: "Awake? Tsunade, I've noticed you're becoming increasingly difficult to 'control,' and you're just beginning to show signs of life."

"Are you asking for it? How dare you do this to me in the middle of the night... uh?"

Tsunade cursed loudly, then suddenly realized the normal human body temperature and asked in surprise, "Your body has recovered?"

Aokiji mimicked the villain's tone, "Heh heh, you found out..."

(End of this chapter)