"Don't come looking for me this week."
"Huh?"
Aoba sent Seramu back to Roran as she had asked.
But just as he was about to leave, Seramu suddenly said that.
"What do you mean 'huh'?"
Seramu couldn't help rolling her eyes at him, "Do you think I'm like you, with endless energy? After you tossed me around like that last night, the only reason I can even stand today is because of the Yin Seal."
"Ahem! Got it."
Aoba could only cough awkwardly.
With Tsunade there last night, things really did go a bit too far.
But looking at it this way, the Yin Seal's recovery ability isn't all-powerful either.
Of course, it might also depend on the person's strength.
After all, yesterday it was mainly Tsunade.
Seramu at most just took advantage of the breaks when Tsunade was resting.
"Then I'll head back first."
"Mm."
Seramu waved her hand casually and lay back down, falling asleep again.
As for work and all that, Sara could just suffer a bit more.
———
It looked like the aftereffects of last night's "battle" were indeed pretty serious.
Aoba didn't delay any longer. He used Flying Thunder God again and returned to Tsunade's bedroom.
He planned to clean up the mess.
But the moment he came back, he locked eyes with Shizune, who was already tidying the room, her resentment practically spilling over.
"Uh… Shizune-nee."
Seeing the resentful look on her face, Aoba suddenly remembered.
He had accidentally forgotten about her.
Last night, after sending Tsunade back to her room, he had planned to go find Shizune first.
But seeing the half-conscious Tsunade,
and Seramu beside her being held tightly and not let go,
a bold idea suddenly popped into his mind.
The result was that Tsunade suddenly woke up.
And after that he simply couldn't get away, so Shizune ended up being forgotten.
"Shizune-nee."
Aoba quickly stepped forward and placed his hand on her tight skirt.
The touch was still as soft and full as ever.
Though what was above it still looked a bit youthful, the curves wrapped by that skirt were undeniably ripe.
"Don't bother me. I'm busy cleaning up your battlefield."
Shizune pouted, her face full of grievance.
"Ahem! Shizune-nee, I want to ask you for a favor."
Aoba cleared his throat and spoke with a serious face.
"Hm?"
Shizune looked at him in disbelief.
'Do you even hear what you're saying?'
'You leave someone alone all night, and the first thing you say the next day is this?'
Aoba didn't mind. He just applied a little force and pulled her into his arms.
Their bodies pressed together.
His hands had already slipped under her skirt to her black stockings.
His mouth leaned close to her ear, and he began whispering.
"…"
When he finished speaking, Shizune's pupils suddenly shrank.
She immediately objected, "That's impossible!"
"Shizune-nee," Aoba kissed her lips and asked, "Really not possible?"
"This isn't about whether I agree or not. Lady Tsunade would definitely never agree!"
Shizune couldn't help rolling her eyes. This wasn't something she could decide.
If she really did that, Tsunade would probably beat her until her backside bloomed.
The kind where she'd beat her while healing her at the same time.
"That's not necessarily true. Last night, because of Sensei and Seramu…"
Aoba explained why he hadn't gone to her the night before.
"That's impossible!"
Shizune's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Lady Tsunade would really do something like that?"
"Then why do you think I didn't come find you last night?"
"Th-this…"
It was really hard for Shizune to imagine Tsunade with someone else like that. But for some reason, just picturing that scene made her swallow unconsciously.
She really wanted to know, the usually strong and dominant Tsunade, what kind of side would she show at that moment.
Just thinking about it was already making her a little...
"Shizune-nee, are you tempted?"
Aoba kept whispering by her ear, coaxing her.
Feeling the warm breath lingering there, Shizune's body couldn't help softening.
"Tomorrow, I won't get beaten to death by Lady Tsunade, right?"
Shizune still felt a bit guilty.
After all, because of a previous offense, she once woke up the next day covered in lumps.
"It's fine. Leave it to me."
Aoba patted his chest in assurance.
"If Sensei really gets angry, I'll be in charge of putting out the fire!"
"…"
Shizune shot him an annoyed look.
That "putting out the fire" better be the proper kind.
Though it would indeed keep Tsunade too busy to deal with her.
"Then… alright."
After thinking it over, Shizune still agreed. But she had to make one thing clear.
"I'm doing this to help you. It's definitely not because I want to!"
Mainly because Seramu had already set a fine example, and Tsunade could accept her.
Then as her disciple, Tsunade would surely accept her even more…
"I knew Shizune-nee is the best."
Aoba pressed his lips to hers again, "Then let me make up for what I owed you yesterday first."
"Mmph!"
———
It had been almost a year since any major event happened in Konoha.
Even the other four great nations, which had originally planned to join forces and launch military action against the Land of Fire, gave up after realizing their own ninja villages wouldn't obey orders.
They all quietly lowered their banners and let big matters shrink and small matters fade away.
With interns around now, Shizune wasn't as busy as before.
She finally had enough time to slack off.
Aoba made his routine appearances at the Hokage Building and the Daimyo's residence, reviewed his subordinates' work, and before he knew it, night had fallen.
"Achoo!"
But as soon as he got home, he couldn't help sneezing.
"I actually sneezed?"
Aoba rubbed his nose, a little surprised.
'Who is thinking about me?'
———
On the other side of the ninja world, in the Land of Demons—
On a tall tower platform, a princess with off-white hair stood in a kimono, gazing at the full moon in the sky, and couldn't help letting out a sigh.
The night breeze gently lifted her hair, revealing a delicate yet worried profile.
"Tonight… it's a full moon again?"
Shion couldn't help sighing.
Every full moon night meant she would have that strange dream again.
The shrine maiden of the Land of Demons possesses a strange ability.
In her dreams, she can foresee parts of the future.
But because Shion can't control her power, most of what she foresees are other people's deaths, and those death predictions are one hundred percent accurate.
But recently, for some reason, after confirming the date when that demon beast would break its seal, the content of her prophetic dreams had changed completely.
Although not having to see other people's deaths made her very happy, but…
"But why… have the prophetic dreams lately become more and more strange?"
Thinking about the content of those dreams, Shion couldn't help covering her face.
That kind of embarrassment so intense it made her want to move to another planet.
Every time she recalled it, she felt like spitting at herself.
She absolutely refused to admit that was her future.
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