Konoha: From the moment I was adopted by Tsunade

Chapter 20 The Beginning of My Body Pillow Life

Mao Yue sunset.

According to the original storyline, after graduation, she would join the Anbu and become a special Jonin using her Konoha-style swordsmanship.

The person often jokingly referred to as "the one who died in Shippuden" is her boyfriend, Gekko Hayate.

Now that she has been taken in as Orochimaru's disciple, even if it's just a side effect, it's enough to be considered a meteoric rise to fame.

Unfortunately, she was just an insignificant minor character in the original work.

If she weren't so beautiful, probably no one would remember her.

The value of one's destiny depends on two criteria.

First, the character's role in the original work.

Second, the extent to which the character's fate was changed.

A character can acquire a maximum of one hundred Fate Points per Fate Node.

These two standards can each be roughly divided into fifty points.

Uzuki Yugao contributed forty-nine points.

This means that her fate has changed to an alarming degree, and she has embarked on a completely different path from the original work.

Itachi Uchiha only had 18 points, which shows that even after becoming Orochimaru's apprentice, he never changed his original intentions.

For the sake of Konoha, he would still make extreme choices.

Orochimaru took Itachi Uchiha and Yugao Uzuki away, and today's tests at the Ninja Academy came to an end.

Everyone went back to their own homes and to their own mothers.

As soon as Natsume arrived at the school gate, he saw his guardian, his nominal mother, Tsunade.

"Why are you half an hour late today?"

"Lord Orochimaru is taking on a disciple, and the school is holding a test."

Natsume took the big hand in her small one and said.

Tsunade paused for two seconds.

She thought of the rope tree again.

Because Orochimaru's previous disciple was her younger brother.

Seeing her silence, Natsume looked up, wanting to see her expression, but his view was blocked by an unknown mountain peak.

There's a saying from a past life.

A woman whose head is bowed so low that her toes are invisible is an absolute beauty.

I never expected him to have such a reverse experience today.

Natsume thought for a moment and realized he had just said the wrong thing, and was about to comfort her.

Tsunade had already reached out and picked him up, holding him close in her arms, feeling his softness.

Natsume thus noticed her expression.

There is a faint sadness.

It was indeed because of his words that I thought of Nawaki.

But this longing seems to have shifted to him.

"Don't move, let me hug you, it'll be over in a minute."

When Natsume heard Tsunade say that, he immediately quieted down and became a well-behaved body pillow.

After a moment, Tsunade released him, but did not put him down; she carried him all the way home.

Natsume didn't say anything. When he was bored, he just stared at her exquisite jawline as it moved up and down.

"How did you feel about watching me all the way here?"

Tsunade looked down and stared directly into his eyes.

Natsume was taken aback by her sudden question and didn't know how to answer.

Tsunade was charmed by his bewildered expression, hugged him tightly, nuzzled her face affectionately, and said, "Thank you, I feel much better now."

Breathing and exhaling.

Natsume shivered; he felt a little itchy.

"I'll go check if the silent meal is ready."

Tsunade put him down and patted his head again.

Natsume breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the sofa, and turned on the TV.

How so?

The program was very average, but it was okay for passing the time.

Not long after.

Tsunade and Shizune then served the food.

"Let's dig in!"

Natsume clapped his hands and said.

He ate lunch at the ninja academy cafeteria, which wasn't very good.

For breakfast, I ate rice balls made by Tsunade again.

Only the evening meal can replenish my energy.

Naturally, one should eat heartily, especially meat.

After dinner, it was time for Wood Release ninjutsu training again.

Jingyin went back to her room to study medical texts.

Tsunade stayed in the living room, watching TV while observing Natsume outside the window.

To prevent him from encountering problems during his cultivation.

Natsume flipped through the scroll of ninjutsu and finally decided that his next ninjutsu would be Wood Release: Wood Barrier.

Defensive ninjutsu.

A row of wooden pillars can rise up on the spot, and after bending, they form an arch to protect themselves.

Moreover, it provides 360-degree protection without any blind spots.

"Natsume, would you like an apple?"

Seeing that he had been cultivating for a long time, Tsunade said, "I'll carve one for you."

"Okay," Natsume replied when he had a moment.

Several minutes passed, but Tsunade still hadn't come out.

He wiped his sweat, ran to the window, looked inside, and was immediately startled. He quickly turned around and ran into the hall.

Tsunade hugged herself tightly, her whole body trembling.

Natsume quickly noticed traces of blood on the knife.

He quickly wiped it clean.

Ninjas are typically characterized by high attack but low defense.

Tsunade is no exception, unless she activates her own ninjutsu.

She has now accidentally come into contact with blood, triggering her hemophobia.

Natsume didn't know what to do, so he could only gently pat her back and say, "Don't be afraid."

Tsunade struggled to lift her head, saw him, and suddenly pulled him into her arms.

Natsume felt the waves crashing against the shore, remaining silent for a long time.

But he was unable to move.

I don't know how much time passed before the trembling stopped.

Natsume moved his slightly numb body and said, "Sister, go and rest."

Tsunade did not let go of him; instead, she clung to him even tighter.

It seems that he hasn't completely overcome his hemophobia yet.

Natsume sighed inwardly. What could he do? He'd just have to keep putting up with it.

Just then, Tsunade stood up, picked him up, carried him back to the room, and tucked him into her bed.

"Eh?"

Natsume was a little taken aback.

What's going on?

Tsunade casually turned off the light, said nothing, and used Natsume as a body pillow.

Within minutes, steady breathing could be heard.

This is so hard for me.

Natsume felt like he had become the catalyst for the medicine.

Never mind, the patient is the most important person in the world.

Let's just make do for one night.

early morning.

Natsume woke up with a sore back and aching waist.

Tsunade is a restless sleeper; she hugs him, wraps her legs around him, and buries her face between his neck.

For a short time, it felt like my whole body was enveloped in the gentle touch of slime.

But staying in one position for a long time is so damn tiring!

"elder sister."

Natsume looked at Tsunade's beautiful sleeping face and called out.

There was a reaction.

But he was held even tighter.

Not only that, Tsunade also rubbed her face against his like a kitten.

"Let me sleep a little longer."

"..."

But Natsume couldn't bear the sight of a heavy woman, so he resorted to his trump card, wrapping his arms around her neck and pitifully saying, "Sister, I'm hungry."

Tsunade immediately opened her eyes and said, "I'll make you some rice balls."

Natsume escaped.

After changing into his coat and washing up, he felt like he had come back to life.

Last night was truly the ultimate torture.

After breakfast, Natsume went to school.

His classmate Itachi Uchiha, who never missed a class, was absent today.

The other students were very envious.

It's not that I envy him for not coming to class, but that I envy him for having Orochimaru's personal guidance.

Knowing the truth, Natsume naturally wasn't envious.

It's not so much teaching as research.

Soon, it was Saturday again, July 7th.

Natsume distributed all his chakra to his wood clone, and then spent some fate points to send him to meet the famous Akatsuki organization.

The plan to rescue Karin and her daughter has officially begun.

Some people might think it's unscientific that Tsunade was accidentally injured by a fruit knife. Don't ask, it's just a matter of goodwill.

(End of this chapter)