Synopsis: the Great Conspirator

　　Aizen smiled and said, the question asked is too naive, even if you don't like it, it's impossible to say it.

　　"As long as you like it."

　　The girl said softly, and handed Aizen a notebook in her hand: "A wedding gift for you."

　　"Thank you."

　　Aizen's eyes suddenly stopped on the notebook. The four delicate fonts of the wedding gift written on it were very similar to Aizen's handwriting, which made Aizen feel a touch of intimacy with this girl.

　　When Aizen looked up and was about to ask who the girl represented at the wedding, she found that the girl had disappeared.

　　"Aizen, why are you in a daze?" Orochimaru came over and touched the glass with Aizen.

　　"Which family's child is that girl just now?" Aizen asked.

　　"You're drunk, where's the girl." Orochimaru patted Aizen's shoulder and walked away with a smile.

　　"drunk?"

　　Aizen looked at the notebook in her hand, the girl's gift is here, how could it be an illusion.

　　However, it's too strange to have a notebook as a wedding gift.

　　Opening the notebook, the paper is full of dense calculation formulas, and Aizen is confused.

　　However, after a few more glances, Aizen's face gradually became suspicious.

　　'How could such a coincidence happen? '

　　The owner of this notebook is not only the handwriting similar to Aizen, but also the writing format habits, the steps of calculation habits, punctuation marks, abbreviations...

　　All the habits are exactly the same, as if Aizen's own notes.

　　Forget the weird formula theory in the notebook.

　　How could anyone else imitate this perfect habit.

　　'Who the hell is this girl...'

　　Aizen suppressed the doubts in her heart, put away the notebook, and walked to the next table.

　　……

　　The wedding finally ended in the middle of the night.

　　The guests dispersed, and Aizen and Tsunade ushered in a formal cohabitation life after marriage.

　　Aizen bought a new house in the center of Konoha, with two bedrooms and one living room. With the salary of the teachers and staff of the ninja school, plus the housing allowance from Konoha, Aizen could barely pay the mortgage.

　　Aizen and Tsunade sleep in the big room, and Kushina sleeps in the small room, and the family of three starts a new life.

　　"Aizen, I'm going to quit my ninja job and become a full-time housewife." Tsunade said softly, lying in Aizen's arms.

　　"Good idea, I support you." Aizen smiled.

　　If she becomes a full-time housewife and stays away from the world of ninjas, Tsunade's judgment and intuition will decline, and the possibility of her discovering her true identity will be even smaller.

　　"Also, I want to... give Aizen a baby." Tsunade said in a low voice.

　　"I've thought about it for a long time. It's better to be a girl and be well-behaved."

　　Aizen had a gentle expression, but in her heart, she quietly rejected Tsunade's idea.

　　It was impossible for Aizen to make Tsunade pregnant with her own flesh and blood.

　　The marriage relationship with Tsunade, at most, only touched Aizen's heart a little.

　　But if you have children of your own, that's not a good idea.

　　……

　　"Starting today, I can't sleep with Aizen."

　　In the next room, Kushina's small ears were pressed against the corner of the wall, and her bright eyes were full of unwillingness.

　　When she was at home before, because the room was small, she always slept with Aizen.

　　Now that Aizen and Tsunade are married, they have changed to a big house. Aizen and Tsunade share a room. She can only sleep next door and can no longer enjoy Aizen's embrace.

　　Hearing the regular sounds next door, Kushina felt a little regretful. During the day, it seemed that Tsunade's proposal should not have been rejected.

　　Just listening to the corner, Kushina stayed up all night, as did Tsunade and Aizen next door.

　　……

　　"I heard that you went to the planet of inferior creatures."

　　At the same time, across an infinite distance, somewhere in a glorious and sacred palace.

　　A man with two horns and pure white eyes bowed to the figure on the throne.

　　After a thousand years, this lord left the throne again, and everyone was guessing the lord's intentions.

　　"Meet an old friend."

　　Above the throne, there was a woman's voice, her voice was calm, and she could not hear any emotional fluctuations.

　　"You're joking..."

　　A drop of cold sweat dripped down the man's forehead, trying to squeeze out an embarrassing smile.

　　No one knows how long the woman on the throne has lived.

　　How could there be her "old friend" in this world?

　　"I'm tired. The next batch of tributes arrives. Let's report again."

　　The woman waved her hand, and the white-eyed man swayed and left the palace under some irresistible force.

　　On the throne, the woman's snow-white jade hand lifted gently, and a beautiful long sword appeared out of thin air in her hand.

　　"Souyousuke, you finally appeared, our game...started."

　　The long sword shattered in the next instant, and with the woman's whisper, the entire palace twisted and disappeared.

　　"Break it, Jinghua Shuiyue."

　　(End of this volume)

　　……

　　PS:

　　I'm sorry for being late to see the house.

Chapter 1 Peak is also a bottleneck

　　……

　　The summer of Konoha's 42 years was much hotter than before.

　　Around six in the morning, the house was already feeling stuffy, the dazzling sunlight poured in from the window, and the temperature in the bedroom rose rapidly with a perceptible trend.

　　The blue dye, who was already sweating profusely, suddenly opened her eyes, woke up from the state of meditation, and looked at Jinghuashuiyue on her waist, a rare irritability appeared on her face.

　　"It's the fifteenth day."

　　Aizen whispered, wiping the sweat from her forehead, feeling a little heavy.

　　I don't know if it's because the weather is hot and I can't calm down. The effect of meditation has gotten worse and worse in recent times.

　　In addition, today is the fifteenth day, and for fifteen consecutive days, Aizen's spiritual pressure increase is almost negligible.

　　In the past, even if Aizen did not practice or meditate, the spiritual pressure in the body would continue to rise with age.

　　But in the past two years, Aizen has spent more time cultivating than before, and his improvement has become less and less.

　　In particular, since fifteen days ago, the situation has worsened again.

　　The Reiatsu within Aizen's body stopped growing.

　　Even if you spend twelve hours a day practicing.

　　Even if all kinds of scientific methods are used to assist in practice.

　　In the end, the spiritual pressure in the body still did not increase.

　　The current Reiatsu of Aizen is the same as that of Aizen fifteen days ago.

　　If you continue to practice, Aizen's Reiki will stay at this level in a year, or even ten years later.

　　Yes, Aizen has vaguely sensed what kind of state he is in now.

　　"It seems that now I have reached the pinnacle of death."

　　Aizen decided to stop cultivating, not to continue the useless work.

　　Fifteen consecutive days of penance was enough to prove his current state.

　　The spiritual pressure that his soul can withstand has reached its maximum value.

　　All of his potential has been reached to the limit.

　　Any future cultivation can only increase Aizen's experience, but cannot increase Aizen's spiritual pressure.

　　The so-called peak is also the bottleneck.

　　No amount of effort, diligence, or belief is meaningful in the face of such a bottleneck.

　　Because this is the limit determined by the strength of one's own soul.

　　"Next, is the most headache."

　　Aizen put on her clothes and thought about her next plan. Before she knew it, she had come to the living room.

　　"Husband, good morning!"

　　Tsunade, wearing a black and white backless maid outfit, came to Aizen with a plate and said with a smile:

　　"Next, should I have breakfast first, or should I eat... me?"

　　After speaking, Tsunade turned around in front of Aizen to show off his new outfit.