"Tsunade-sama, you were too harsh," Shizune treated the bruised and swollen Aoba with a heartbroken expression while complaining to Tsunade.
"Hmph!", Tsunade, who was applying nail polish, couldn't help but let out a cold snort upon hearing that, "The fact I didn't expel you two disgraceful disciples from the Konoha already shows how restrained I was."
'Leaving aside what happened yesterday afternoon, even at night in the residence, they dared to be so brazen.'
'Next time, are they planning to directly do that kind of thing right in front of their sensei?'
"That… that was only because Tsunade-sama wasn't being honest enough, so we wanted to help you…", Shizune muttered in a low voice.
"What did you say?", Tsunade stared at Shizune.
Shizune quickly shook her head, "N-nothing at all."
She didn't want to get beaten again either.
Seeing Shizune acting like this, Tsunade couldn't help but sigh again.
The once obedient and understanding Shizune was never coming back.
Thinking of this, Tsunade glared at Aoba again.
'It's all this brat's fault for corrupting Shizune into this.'
But just looking at the poor kid's bruised and battered face, most of her anger dissipated instantly.
After all, she watched him grow up.
At least Shizune wasn't wrong about one thing.
Shizune and this brat were both people most important to her.
With her anger fading, other emotions surged up again.
"Shizune, go to the hospital first and arrange the matters I mentioned yesterday."
"This…", Shizune's expression was a little hesitant, "Tsunade-sama, you're not going to bully Aoba again, right?"
Tsunade glared, "Go!"
"But the injuries on Aoba's face…", Shizune was still a little worried.
Aoba spoke up, "Shizune-neesan, go ahead. I can heal myself."
Though he looked bruised and swollen, they were all just superficial wounds. With casual treatment, he would recover.
Don't be fooled by Tsunade's earlier murderous expression, once she saw he wasn't resisting, she didn't dare to go too far either.
To be honest, Aoba also thought the things he did yesterday were a bit too much.
"…Alright then," Shizune hesitated for a while, then finally left.
Tsunade's lips twitched, 'How come I never realized before that this disciple is so rebellious?'
"You, come here," She waved at Aoba from where she sat on the sofa.
"Uh…", Aoba instinctively glanced at Tsunade's half-painted toenails.
"Hmph!", Tsunade clearly noticed Aoba's gaze and chuckled softly, gently swinging her smooth little foot in the air, "Didn't you used to like this a lot? Why are you scared now?"
"...", Aoba was speechless. Liking was one thing, but he wasn't a masochist.
"Come here. I'll heal you," Tsunade felt like laughing. Seeing that he still wasn't moving, she added another line.
Only then did Aoba stand up and sit beside Tsunade.
A soft green glow appeared on Tsunade's right hand.
She gently placed her hand on Aoba's face. In just a moment, his handsome face was completely restored to its original charming look.
'Hmm…'
'His skin seems even better than before.'
"All done," Although she finished, Tsunade showed no intention of removing her hand.
"Sensei?", Aoba was confused, 'Is she going to hit me again?'
'Healing while hitting, isn't that a bit too hellish?'
He made up his mind.
'If Sensei hits me again, then I will fight ba—huh?'
He hadn't even finished his mental monologue.
Tsunade held his face and suddenly leaned in.
She even pried open his mouth and aggressively invaded inside.
Clearly lacking experience.
Aoba didn't know what Tsunade was thinking. Maybe after hearing the sounds next door all night yesterday... Her spring heart had been stirred?
But since Tsunade had made the first move, he naturally wouldn't miss out. He started responding actively.
Seeing that Tsunade was fully engrossed… Aoba, forgetting the pain from his wounds, became bolder.
Both hands automatically locked onto the target.
They climbed that peak regarded as the tallest in the ninja world.
Tsunade's body trembled slightly but didn't resist.
Just when he was about to go even further, Tsunade's face flushed as she pushed him away, "That's enough. Let's stop here."
Aoba was a bit unsatisfied, but he knew this was likely the limit Tsunade could accept for now.
But they had already gotten this far. The rest probably wasn't far off.
As he thought of this, Aoba made a light grip with his right hand.
Still savoring the sensation from earlier.
'The World Cup really lives up to its name."
'Although my love is always broad…'
After experiencing Tsunade's "World Cup" up close, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
"Brat, behave yourself!", Tsunade obviously knew what this brat was thinking. With her face burning red, she couldn't help but knock his head.
"You were the one who took the initiative. Can't I think about it a little?"
Tsunade, face flushing with embarrassment, explained, "Although what you did yesterday was a bit too much, hitting you earlier was indeed my fault. Consider this your compensation."
Although those words were a bit embarrassing, this lecherous brat fell for that kind of thing.
Also, after hearing the ruckus next door all night yesterday, she was also a bit impulsive.
"Then will there be a next time?", Aoba looked at Tsunade's slightly messy clothes.
"I said, it was compensation," Tsunade glared at him while lowering her head to fix her disheveled outfit that was revealing a bit too much.
Aoba suddenly asked, as if possessed, "Then… how about you hit me again, Sensei?"
"...", Tsunade was speechless.
"I'll think about it when I'm in a better mood. But if Shizune finds out again next time, you can forget it forever."
At the end of the day, Tsunade's bottom line was still Shizune.
The thought of doing those things together as master and disciple was just too shameful.
"Okay, I understand," Aoba nodded obediently and asked again, "Then, Sensei, are you in a good mood now?"
"...", Tsunade raised her foot and stomped on Aoba's chest, kicking him off the sofa, "Go work!"
Aoba knew it was hopeless for now and didn't push it.
He sat down at the Hokage's desk and began the new day's work.
After Tsunade had tidied up her clothes, which had been messed up by Aoba just now, she lay down sideways on the sofa.
Watching Aoba's obedient and focused expression, her heart was filled with mixed emotions.
After being caught by Shizune, she had thought about a lot of things yesterday.
It was the first time she seriously faced her feelings toward Aoba.
Originally, she planned to just keep pretending to be oblivious.
But after being discovered by Shizune, she had no choice but to think seriously about their relationship.
She didn't even know when exactly she fell for this brat.
But to say she didn't like him wasn't realistic either.
After all, they had already done so many boundary-crossing things.
And she was already getting old. Probably only this p*rverted brat would still like her.
'Might as well just settle and live like this.'
Jiraiya: 'Ribbit ribbit ribbit, am I not human?'
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