Two Days Ago, The Village of Konoha.
The Hogake's office was a dimly lit room at the top of a massive, round-shaped building at the edge of the village. Usually, there would be no more than a desk and some packed-up scrolls ready to be checked up and signed.
The fifth Hokage's office, however, couldn't be any more different.
A springy scent. Piled up scrolls indeed, but there were hundreds and all over the room.
Tsunade sat on her desk with her golden eyes flickering through documents, her eyes had three circular lines and three spinning tomoes. Whatever was on her mind was for her to know. Quickly, she signed a document and placed it on a stack, picking another one and reading it as well... this one she didn't put in the stack, instead she discarded it and passed to the next one which, upon a small brief, she groaned and sent it over to the other corner of the room.
In that corner, there was a comfortable chair where a lady was sitting with her eyes closed. She had pitch-black attire and looked as if she was napping, even if she wasn't. The sheet of paper came flying like a shuriken that she caught with her hand, and upon giving it a small look, she sighed and wrote something in a sheet of paper that had nine names on it.
"Just one more, Tsunade..." Azrael mumbled, and the Hokage nodded. She read another sheet of paper and sighed.
"Why is money always a problem? I'm not even gambling…" She complained, reading paper upon papers of the village department of defence, agriculture and development, all asking for more money out of their already tight budget.
Having suffered devastation upon devastation. From the second shinobi war, to the release of the Kyuubi, to the insurgence of Orochimaru and the death of the third hokage... all destruction that costs millions of ryō to recover.
Tsunade Senju, the fifth Hokage, couldn't afford another disaster.
She hoped that her experiments with the Armatista would bear fruit soon; otherwise, she'd have to ask for a loan from someone she didn't want to ask.
"You can always ask master for some money," Azrael raised as she had already done dozens of times.
Tsunade frowned, harrumphed, and refused to answer altogether... just like the other dozen times the topic was raised.
The angel placed her hands together as if to pray to her god in admiration, "He has successfully conquered another world. It shouldn't be difficult for him to bless us with some gold. That seems to be a common wealth measure in different worlds–".
"I don't want his money! I can do it myself".
"…"
Azrael sighed, she did a small prayer to her god, 'Master, I pray that you may give this dumb woman a scolding soon, and I pray that you may please and spoil your servant, for I have been loyal and tolerated her nonsense without slicing her down until now. Please, be merciful to your beloved angel, amen'.
"I feel you just insulted me", Tsunade glared at her.
"You're overthinking", the angel coughed, "By the way, Master is coming soon. I assume you know I have no intention of mirroring your attitude. As soon as master is close at hand, I will jump into his arms".
She said that with a blush, expectant... she almost put her hands together again to pray once more.
"Do you have no dignity as a woman? Your lover hasn't come to see you for months and instead has been constantly fucking and impregnating other women. You have the right to be outraged and jealous!"
"Are you jealous?" The angel asked, brows squinted and almost laughing.
"I am!" Tsunade didn't even try to hide it.
"But don't tell him", She added lastly.
'I pray that you may realise this dumb woman is jealous and needs some attention, master. Please be merciful to her too, she hasn't gotten enough dick, I have come to see her as a friend, I hope you meet her demands'.
"Did you just..." Tsunade frowned.
"I didn't".
"..."
The angel showed an uncharacteristic smile, "I love master, as long as master is happy. I don't care with whom it is that he does his skinship, so long as I can get it when I want it. Which is not now".
"You're dumb", Tsunade gave up.
"Maybe I am. But we have different ways of being. If you need master's attention. Why don't you just look for it? Or tell him your needs? He would come here in no time–"
"Hmph! He's a man, he should know all that without me telling him!"
"Is that how it works?"
"That's how it is, Azrael! You never tell your man what you want. You let him decipher it!" Tsunade put her documents to rest, berating her own beliefs, occasionally rubbing her legs together when the memories resurfaced.
Those memories of the times in which she felt like a woman again. They were still vivid and fresh in her mind like a marvellous movie one wishes to watch forevermore.
"… but if I tell master what I want, he always gives it to me… isn't that better and more efficient?" The angel said.
"You have reproved as a woman, Azrael" Tsunade said and continued reading her documents, signalling that she didn't want to talk about it again. However, her legs rubbing, her flushed cheeks, and her hand creeping into her crotch exposed her.
The angel didn't understand why things had to be so complex. All she knew was she wasn't going to follow Tsunade's advice.
"Hurry up and give me a name so I can go", the angel complained and looked at her list. The list of people she had to kill.
From rogue shinobis to crooked merchants, from sex traffickers to fanatic cultists. She would kill whoever the fifth Hokage ordered. However, there were rules.
'Only sinners'.
If their crimes couldn't be judged by the laws of the heavens, The Angel of Death wouldn't execute them.
However, in her list, there was a name that she had been itching to hunt. He was at the top of the list, swiftly evading her each time as she was unable to find him.
The number one sinner of Konoha, aside from Orochimaru, who had already been caught, Itachi Uchiha.
After two minutes, Tsunade sent yet another sheet of paper her way. Azrael took another name, making it now ten names to hunt. Their appearances, their expected location, their level of danger... everything she needed to execute her hunt successfully.
Without saying anything, she stood up and jumped out of the window.
*WHOOSH!*
*BOOMM!*
Just a pair of wings was enough to propel her into the skies like a jet, leaving a sonic boom that alerted the village to her departure. The shinobi watched her go and sighed
"Azrael-san, be careful!" The kids waved her way.
"There she goes again, I pity those fools..." The elderly laughed and grinned.
"I wonder how Hokage-sama managed to tame that killing machine" The jonin of the village looked away.
One thing they knew for sure, somebody was going to die a swift death.
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Months ago, Tsunade Senju arrived back in the village after not having set foot in it for a long time. She attended her teacher's funeral and accepted her appointment as the fifth Hokage. She caught the criminal Orochimaru and brought him to court.
She did everything with this shadow silhouette standing behind her like a bodyguard.
That woman didn't say a word, but her appearance alone was menacing enough.
The first one to experience the scythe was precisely one of Tsunade's closest friends.
*WHOOSH!*
!!!
Her weapon appeared out of nowhere, together with two pairs of wings. Strands of wrinkly white hair fell down slowly as the toad saw his death yet to manifest, but palpable.
He had been staring at her cleavage shamelessly; all he could see now was his blood dripping from the edge of that gigantic, menacing scythe.
"I advise you, Jiraiya... don't even look at her. She won't take your jokes kindly," The Fifth Hokage said lazily, inwardly smirking that the bastard was finaly getting a wake-up call for his pervertedness.
"I apologise..." He mumbled with his arms high in surrender, but even after his apology, she didn't remove her scythe.
"Azrael, please".
It wasn't until Tsunade requested that Azrael put her weapon down, not before giving the man a sight of pure disgust. She covered her own body with her wings as if adding an extra layer.
"Count yourself advised, there won't be a second time for you to profane my dear god's belongings", Azrael said and went back to her corner of the room in the Hokage's office back then.
"Eh?" The toad was confused, so Tsunade tried to explain.
"She's a crazy fanatic. She has a lover, and to her, that person is her God, and her body belongs to him. If you covet it... That's a crime... so don't even bother to look her way, pretend that she doesn't exist, that's for the best" Tsunade explained.
Jiraiya gave one last look, bereft of lust, it was only of curiosity towards her wings and her being.
"Damn, a yandere? No, this is worse..." He asked with raw jealousy, thinking of ideas for his new book.
'A decent nonchalant beauty to strangers, a whore in her master's bed, that's good~' He thought inwardly and started taking notes for his next book in the series: 'Icha Icha'.
"What man could possibly brainwash her like this?" He asked, not expecting an answer.
"My husband"
"Eh...?"
The pen fell, and thus, the next book of the series Icha Icha... was fated to be a netorare book with thousands of bad reviews... and sadly, dozens of thousands of good reviews across the land of fire.
A total hit.
Aside from a small incident, Azrael was very well received by the village, especially the kids who adored her shiny white wings and holy aura. They wondered how it was possible for someone so holy to have such a menacing look.
Nevertheless, no one was not aware of what her true job was.
The Fifth Hokage's executor.