Naruto: I, who didn't want to be hacked to pieces, saved the ninja world.

There are quite a few trees planted here, but Shirokumo Aoba thinks that these trees were most likely planted by Hashirama Senju.

Baiyun Qingye could already see a row of houses from a great distance.

At the same time, I saw Jingyin cleaning the ground outside the house, and the pink pig circling around her.

Shizune noticed Baiyun Qingye approaching and waved to him.

"Aoba, good morning! Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Good morning, Sister Jingyin. I've already had breakfast."

Looking at the well-behaved and adorable Baiyun Qingye, Jingyin's smile grew even wider. Seeing that no one was around, she finally couldn't help but pat Baiyun Qingye's head.

Then, with a slightly flushed face, she led Baiyun Qingye inside, becoming shy herself.

Baiyun Qingye, who was following behind, also saw Jingyin's shy and embarrassed appearance and couldn't help but find it amusing.

This silent girl is so lame!

With his older sister, Uzuki Yugao, around, he's gotten used to having his head patted over the years.

When I was little, my head was even bigger than my body...

Recalling the past, Baiyun Qingye couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

But when he followed Jingyin into the house, the scene before him truly shocked him.

He has watched the World Cup, but he has never seen a World Cup like this.

Tsunade, the highest-ranking female character, was lying down.

Tsunade lay back on the sofa, her legs crossed and resting on the coffee table in front of her, her toes slightly spread.

Perhaps because she had just woken up, Tsunade was only wearing a loose, sleeveless kimono as she lay on her back.

Her neckline was plunging low, and her skin shimmered with a delicate, silky sheen under the light.

She hadn't yet put on her usual dark blue capri pants.

Suddenly, Baiyun and Qingye didn't know where to focus their attention.

I had no choice but to turn my head away, but I couldn't help glancing at it again.

Shizune also noticed that Shirokumo Aoba wanted to look but didn't dare to. Seeing Tsunade's unkempt appearance, she couldn't help but feel annoyed.

"Lady Tsunade, didn't I wake you up a long time ago? Why are you still like this!"

"Ok?"

Tsunade couldn't help but let out a soft, ambiguous hum.

She didn't seem fully awake yet, opening her sleepy eyes and turning her head to look at Shizune, who was standing with her hands on her hips.

"What's wrong, Mute? Is breakfast ready?"

Seeing that Tsunade still seemed indifferent, Shizune's voice grew even louder.

"Lady Tsunade, Aoba is here. You should be mindful of your appearance!"

"Aoba?"

Tsunade muttered something, then lowered her gaze further, finally noticing Shirakumo Aoba pretending to look around the room.

A contemptuous smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

"Heh, he's just a brat, what's there to be careful about?"

Before Jingyin could speak, Baiyun Qingye was somewhat taken aback.

Although it was an objective fact, he still felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Qingye, please sit on the sofa for a while."

Shizune spoke in a low voice to Shirokumo Aoba, then walked to Tsunade's side and dragged the slumped Tsunade towards the bedroom.

When Tsunade came out again, she had already changed into her classic skin.

She wore a long, tea-green robe with black trim, over which she wore a loose, sleeveless blouse similar to a kimono, tied at the waist with a black sash, and dark blue capri pants.

Then, with an unfriendly expression, he sat down on the sofa opposite Baiyun Qingye, his hands supporting his chest.

With legs crossed

It was handed to Baiyun Qingye.

He couldn't help but take a few more glances; the toenails were already painted with red nail polish, making them very eye-catching.

Despite having hemophobia, she still likes to wear red nail polish.

It's a bit of a shame that Tsunade has already changed into those dark blue capri pants, otherwise it would look quite nice from this angle.

Each has its own unique charm.

"Hmph! You brat, you've ruined my breakfast! Tell me, how should I punish you?"

Chapter 40 Proper Porridge Etiquette

(This chapter has been edited due to review.)

"Isn't this the reason you can't get up?"

Baiyun Qingye couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Although Tsunade is now over forty years old, her personality is still like that of a little girl.

She's still that kind of little girl who likes to act unreasonably.

"A disciple is not allowed to talk back to his teacher!"

Tsunade glared at Shirakumo Aoba and continued, "Besides, the reason I couldn't get up today is because I stayed up all night preparing materials for you to become a medical ninja, so I woke up late. Doesn't that have anything to do with you?"

"Uh……"

If that's the case, then Shirokumo Aoba really doesn't know what to say. But looking at Tsunade's expression, he always feels that she seems to be lying, but he has no evidence.

"So what do you want?"

Tsunade's lips curled up slightly. Not having breakfast wasn't a big deal; what angered her was seeing Shirokumo Aoba's attitude of not taking her, his teacher, seriously at all.

If anyone else had been taken in as a disciple by Tsunade, they would probably have been excited for days. But today, she found that this kid didn't have much of a reaction.

Moreover, I was planning to send her to the garrison yesterday, so naturally I had to give her a good talking-to.

However, she did help Baiyun Qingye prepare materials yesterday, although she only found the ones that Jingyin had used before.

Tsunade didn't stand on ceremony either, lying down on her back and saying lazily, "I'm tired after a long night, give me a massage."

"?"

Looking at what's in front of me

Baiyun Qingye hesitated, mainly because he didn't understand what Tsunade meant.

Is there really no sense of boundaries?

This is only the second time we've met. I don't even want to think about what might happen once we get to know each other better...

"Ok?"

Tsunade let out a disgruntled snort. "What? As a disciple, you're unwilling to even do this?"

"Uh... okay then, but I've never done this before, so my technique might not be very good."

As he spoke, Baiyun Qingye looked helpless.

She looks chubby, but upon closer inspection, you'll find she doesn't have an ounce of fat.

It must be from all those years of traveling all over the country and running away from debts that he developed this skill.

It was just a normal feeling, of course.

After all, he's not some big shot in the porridge forum, so it's not that strange.

"what are you doing?"

Baiyun Qingye grabbed it somewhat angrily, then removed it from her face.

He noticed that Tsunade was also glaring at him through gritted teeth, her voice slightly annoyed.

"You little brat, I asked you to massage my shoulders, not my feet!"

Anyone would have an instinctive reaction if their leg was suddenly grabbed without warning.

While Tsunade was speaking

Startled, he quickly let go of her hand.

"You didn't explain yourself clearly before putting your foot in front of me. How am I supposed to know what you mean?"

"Besides, I don't even know if you have athlete's foot. What if I catch it... ah!"

Before Bai Yunqingye could finish speaking, he was struck on the head with an iron fist.

"You brat! I told you not to talk back to the teacher, and you're not allowed to dislike the teacher!"

Baiyun and Qingye fell silent; when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

He could only seek revenge another day.

Looking at the sensible and well-behaved Shirakumo Aoba, Tsunade felt that she might have gone a bit too far, but she couldn't let go of her teacher's authority.

She placed her hands on her chest, then plopped back down on the sofa, creating a ripple, without saying a word.

"Teacher, should we continue pressing?"

After a moment of silence, Baiyun Qingye became restless and tentatively asked a question.

Tsunade frowned and gave Shirokumo Aoba's hand a strange look. Even though it was her own foot, she still felt a little disgusted.

So she put

"Then please continue to massage my feet. I was tired from walking yesterday."

"Uh...you're not going to kick me again, are you?"

"will not!"