Konoha's Love Master

"Do you care about that?"

Hinata Wuye let go of her and sat up, his expression much more serious.

"How could you not care at all?"

Tsunade stretched out her hand to pull the collar of her chest, and said with a little melancholy: "If it were me, it wouldn't matter what happened, but I am a descendant of the Senju family. Although my family is gone, I don't want to be ridiculed by the villagers. I don't want them to insult the Senju family tradition."

Wuye lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Tsunade, who do you think controls the public opinion of the village?"

Tsunade felt a little uncomfortable but also a little happy to hear him calling her by her name.

"The public opinion in the village," she thought for a moment and said, "was controlled for a period of time when Second Grandfather was in power. At that time, it was mainly to weaken the voice of the family and strengthen the villagers' sense of identity with Konoha. Now it seems to have disappeared."

"There will definitely be."

Hinata Muye stood up: "Every qualified ruler will not give up the position of public opinion."

"What do you want to do?" Tsunade asked curiously.

She doesn't have much desire for power and has never thought about fighting for some power.

She is Senju, and Senju is Konoha. As long as this village is doing well, she won’t care about anything else.

But if Hinata Muye wants to do something, with her support, he will definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort in Konoha.

Because she is a descendant of the Senju, a disciple of the Hokage, one of the three ninjas, a frontline commander, and she has another identity...

As for the political resources she has in Konoha, she doesn't need to fight for them, as they are naturally full.

"I'm still a Chunin, so I can't do anything I want to do for now."

Hinata Wuye shook his head and looked back at her with a serious expression: "But if anyone wrongs you, I promise that I will pay them back!"

“Who can let me be wronged?”

Tsunade pursed her lips and smiled.

Although Wu Ye's concern made her feel very good, she still couldn't act like a little woman.

She is open-minded, loves gambling, has a broad mind, and is a very generous woman.

"Come, let the teacher hug you again."

Tsunade suddenly stretched out her hands.

In fact, compared to kissing or more intimate contact and touching, she is more attached to the feeling of two people hugging each other quietly.

Because at that time there was no lust, no distractions, only a faint warmth and dependence.

"Still want to take advantage of the teacher?"

Hinata Wuye did not step forward, but instead reached out and pulled her up, pulling her into his arms and hugging her tightly.

In relationships between men and women, he has never been the bottom.

Before, his body was too small, but from now on, he will take charge of everything.

"It turns out that you are domineering in your bones."

Tsunade leaned against him, closed her eyes and quietly felt the intimacy of the two of them being pressed together.

She had a hunch that such easy, stress-free days might not last long.

"Domineering?"

Hinata Muye gently stroked her long hair, and after a while he held the back of her head with his hand, turned his head and leaned close to her round ears, and whispered: "That's because I hate the feeling of regret, so I will try my best to grasp happiness in my own hands. In that way, even if there are still regrets, I will not regret it."

The hot breath made Tsunade's body gradually go limp.

Wu Ye opened his mouth, took her earlobe into his mouth, and savored it carefully...

"They're coming."

Not far from the border of the Fire Country, Tsunade and Muye led two hundred Konoha ninjas and waited quietly until nearly a thousand ninjas appeared in their sight.

Although the war had reached the point where all countries were willing to call a truce, the war became extremely intense in an instant when facing the Iwagakure Village, which had the largest number of ninjas, especially after Orochimaru went crazy and killed five or six Sunagakure jonin teams.

More and more ninjas were involved, and finally a large-scale battle broke out.

If Jiraiya hadn't arrived in time, they might not have been able to withstand the counterattack of the Iwagakure.

"Shhhhh..."

A series of wind-breaking sounds were heard, and dense crowds of figures appeared.

"Tsunade, long time no see."

The first voice to be heard was Orochimaru's hoarse voice, which stunned Hinata Muye slightly.

He looked at Jiraiya who was standing side by side with Orochimaru, but saw that he no longer had his usual hip-hop look and looked not so well.

What's going on here?

"Orochimaru…"

Tsunade opened her mouth, but closed it again.

The pain that had been gradually suppressed by Wuye in the past few days penetrated the defenses in my heart the moment I saw Orochimaru.

"I'm very sorry."

Orochimaru extended his pale hand and handed over a scroll: "This is the Rope Tree."

Tsunade took it silently, her hands shaking slightly.

"Tsunade, are you all okay? Information has been received about the Kazekage's attack."

Jiraiya took a step forward, then was slightly startled: "Wuye, why are you..."

"It's nothing. To survive the attack of the Wind Shadow, you have to pay a price." Hinata Muye spread his hands.

"Mr. Wuye seems to have grown up a few years...

Orochimaru's eyes were more sinister than before.

Tsunade put away the scroll and said slowly: "He lost five years of his life... for me."

"what?"

Jiraiya was shocked.

Orochimaru's eyes also changed.

The looks the two men gave Hinata Muye had different meanings.

Jiraiya obviously didn't expect Muye to sacrifice so much for Tsunade, while Orochimaru was curious about what it would be like to lose a life.

"Mr. Wuye, what kind of ninjutsu can cost one's life in exchange for seriously injuring the Third Kazekage?" Orochimaru licked his lips.

Although the three of them are theoretically Hinata Muye's masters, it is obvious that Orochimaru does not really take it seriously.

"It was not me who seriously injured the Third Kazekage, Senior Duan." Hinata Muye explained.

Orochimaru was obviously not satisfied with this answer: "Then how did you survive? Can vitality be exchanged for immortality?"

Jiraiya blocked his snake-like vision and said, "Orochimaru, now is not the time to focus on these things. You have been acting strangely lately."

Orochimaru was silent for a moment, then said, "What do you want to say?"

Jiraiya stared at him and said in a deep voice: "Now that Tsunade is here, let me ask you one more question. Where did the bodies of the Sand Ninja go? Why couldn't we hand over the bodies of the other side when we signed the armistice agreement?"

Orochimaru's eyes narrowed, "Jiraiya, it's just a few hundred corpses, not to mention they are hostile ninjas. Do you really have to keep staring at me?"

"Orochimaru…"

Jiraiya clenched his fists, "You're not in the right place right now. I don't know what you're trying to do."

"The dream I want to realize is something you can't even imagine."

Orochimaru stopped looking at him and turned away: "Let's go back to the village."

Jiraiya looked grim.

"Jiraiya, what did you find?"

The ninja team, led by the three ninjas, started running again.

Tsunade asked beside Jiraiya, "What happened to Orochimaru?"

"he…"

Jiraiya opened his mouth, but finally shook his head: "Forget it, I don't have any evidence, I just subconsciously feel that something is wrong..."

He let out a sigh, as if to push the worry away.

"Muye, thank you for saving Tsunade." Jiraiya turned around and said sincerely to Hinata Muye.

"Why do you want to thank me?"

Wuye increased his speed and ran parallel to them: "Isn't it my duty to save Tsunade?"

"Tsunade may be your sensei, but she's my teammate and best friend...wait!"

Jiraiya suddenly turned around with a horrified look: "You called her Tsunade?!"

"Ah."

Hinata Muye nodded calmly, then took Tsunade's hand.

Tsunade suddenly recovered from her previous sadness and her cheeks turned red.

The feeling of having your own disciple claim sovereignty...

What a shame!

"boom!"

Jiraiya suddenly stepped on empty air and fell off the tree trunk, lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out.

As a ninja, he actually fell down while running, which shows how shocked he was.

"You... you..."

After a long while, Jiraiya finally caught up, covered in dust.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiraiya, Tsunade is no longer my teacher from now on." Hinata Muye said.

Although Jiraiya knew roughly about their situation, he never thought that this day would come so soon.

"You...you are really okay at your current age?"

He quickly concealed his inner disappointment and said worriedly, "If we confirm our relationship now, I don't know what will happen in the village. You will be under a lot of pressure."

"Age?"

Wuye chuckled: "Teacher Jiraiya, do you think I still look like a child now?"

Jiraiya turned around, looked him over carefully, and had to say, "Well, you really don't act like a child now."

"I'm eighteen years old," Hinata Wuye raised his head, "and I will always be eighteen years old!"

Tsunade followed closely behind: "I'll always be twenty-five!"

Jiraiya: "..."

These two shameless masters and apprentices!

"Okay, as long as you are determined, you can always be together no matter what others think." Jiraiya said.

As he spoke, he quickened his pace to catch up with Orochimaru, determined to try and persuade him before they could return to the village.

He originally hoped that Tsunade could help him persuade her, but now look, Tsunade herself is also a mess.

"As expected, not everyone is as pure as this immortal..."

Jiraiya is possessed by Ah Q.

At a normal marching speed, it took the Konoha ninjas three days to return to Konoha from the border of the Land of Fire.

When the village under the setting sun slowly appeared in everyone's sight, Hinata Muye could clearly feel that the overall atmosphere became relaxed.

But the marching speed suddenly accelerated because all the ninjas subconsciously quickened their pace.

During the five years of war, even though ninjas were trained as killing machines, they were on the verge of collapse at any moment under such pressure.

Countless fights, countless times on the brink of life and death, countless times trying their best to survive on the battlefield...

For this, even if I have to kill many lives with my own hands, even if I despise myself for being cold-blooded, even if I lose myself...