Looking at Ronglin sitting on the ground acting like a spoiled brat, Tsunade really wanted to just kick him all the way back to the Uchiha Clan Compound!
He was actually trying to play her?
Was Ronglin truly drunk?
He was only half-sober. His drunken state had brought up some unpleasant thoughts and memories from his past life, leaving him feeling utterly lethargic and unwilling to move. Thus, he started acting shamelessly. If Tsunade could be unruly, why couldn't he?
"Are you going to do it or not? If not, I'm going to start shouting!"
Having made up his mind to be difficult, Ronglin naturally refused to get up.
"I'm going to be the death of me!" Tsunade muttered under her breath.
In the end, Tsunade didn't leave him to sleep on the street. With a face full of dark lines, she hoisted Ronglin onto her back and carried him home.
Though being carried on Tsunade's back felt a bit strange, Ronglin found himself enjoying the sensation. The faint fragrance surrounding Tsunade wafted into his nose, and with his head feeling heavy, he accidentally drifted off to sleep.
"Lady Tsunade? Ah! Ronglin, you two..."
When Tsunade arrived at the house with Ronglin on her back, Diqin Uchiha was completely dumbfounded, unable to comprehend what was happening.
"He's drunk. I carried him back to settle my previous debt to him," Tsunade said unpleasantly as she dumped Ronglin onto the floor. "Get up already. How long are you going to keep faking it?"
Being dropped brought Ronglin back to his senses instantly. He sat steadily on the floor and wiped the corner of his mouth. He seemed to have had a dream, and then... and then...
Suddenly, Ronglin looked up at the back of Tsunade's clothes, bounded off the floor, and shouted, "I'm going to rest now. You two should get some sleep too. Goodnight, beautiful ladies!"
Something was wrong!
Ronglin bolted instantly. Tsunade and Diqin, using their feminine intuition, knew that his sudden burst of speed meant he was hiding something.
Before they could think further, Tsunade felt a cold sensation on her back. She reached back subconsciously to touch it. It was transparent and slimy...
This... this was drool!
A significant amount of saliva had been left on her shoulder, feeling sticky and incredibly uncomfortable.
Tsunade's eyes widened. Standing to the side, Diqin Uchiha couldn't help but burst into laughter, quickly covering her small mouth. Inside, however, she was blooming with joy. Ronglin had actually left a puddle of drool on Tsunade's shoulder!
"Ronglin Uchiha!"
Seconds later, Tsunade let out a Lioness's Roar that nearly leveled the entire courtyard.
"Phew... thank God I ran fast!! But that's strange, why would I leak something like that? Was I dreaming about eating meat?"
Safe inside his room, Ronglin felt extremely lucky. In his dream, he had been hugging a roasted leg of lamb and drooling over it; the lamb had smelled delicious. It seemed the scent of the lamb was actually Tsunade's fragrance, and as for what he had been hugging...
Luckily, he hadn't actually bitten down. Otherwise, Tsunade leaving him on the street would have been a mercy; it would be a miracle if she didn't hunt him down.
"Lady Tsunade, let me help you arrange a place to sleep," Diqin said with a suppressed giggle.
"Mm." Tsunade's face was dark. She really wanted to drag Ronglin out for a lesson, but she managed to restrain herself. "Just call me Sister. There's no need for formal titles."
"Ah? Is that really okay?" Diqin's eyes widened in disbelief.
"If I tell you to call me Sister, then call me Sister! Now, say it!"
Tsunade pulled Diqin into a hug, making the young girl feel a mountain of pressure. As they walked, they inevitably bumped into each other. Diqin felt embarrassed and a bit dejected. Although she was developing well, compared to Tsunade, the difference was like an orange compared to a football!
"Lady Tsunade, please don't touch there..."
"Hahaha, Sister will teach you a few essentials. Be a good girl!"
Tsunade's triumphant laughter echoed through the night. If Ronglin had heard it, he surely would have coughed up blood and shouted, "Let go of my woman! If you have a problem, come at me!"
The night passed in silence. The next day, Ronglin didn't crawl out of bed until the sun was high in the sky. He had slept in late on purpose, hoping Tsunade would have left by the time he got up.
But the moment he walked into the living room, he saw a disgruntled Tsunade staring him down. She actually hadn't left!
Ronglin was genuinely shocked.
"Are you wondering why I haven't left yet?"
"Aha~ The weather is quite nice today." Ronglin looked up at a forty-five-degree angle, staring at the skyor rather, the ceiling.
"It rained last night. The weather isn't nice at all!" Tsunade snapped at him before continuing, "Sit down. I've been waiting until I'm starving. Little sister Diqin finished cooking the meal ages ago."
"She cooked?"
Ronglin nodded, but a second later, his eyes bugged out as he looked at Tsunade. "Wait!"
Tsunade looked at him provocatively, signaling for him to speak.
"You called her 'little sister'?"
"That's right. Is there a problem? I like Diqin as a sister. Do you have an objection?" Tsunade curled her lip and huffed.
"Fine, suit yourselves. I'm not hungry anyway, so no objections here." Ronglin gave a forced laugh and turned to leave the room.
Thinking about Diqin's recent attempts at cooking, his mouth twitched. That taste was enough to make a person question the meaning of life. He decided it was better to cook for himself later. Self-sufficiency was the way to go.
Sure enough, Ronglin's decision to skip Diqin's meal was the right one. A few minutes later, Tsunade's strange cries and Diqin's startled apologies drifted out of the living room.
Ronglin congratulated himself on his brilliance. Just as he finished a bowl of noodles and was about to dig in, Tsunade suddenly charged out. Before he could react, she snatched the ramen from his hands, took a bite, and evaluated it.
"Mm, the taste is good. You're in charge of dinner tonight. I'll be staying here for the next couple of days."
Having finally secured a few days off, Tsunade intended to relax completely. As for why she wouldn't go home? Please. Who would want to go back just to watch a bunch of old men nag and gossip? Especially for a woman like Tsunade, who had long surpassed the traditional age for marriage, the pressure was even worse.Chapter 215: Lady Tsunade, Don't Be Reckless!
Looking at Ronglin sitting on the ground acting like a spoiled brat, Tsunade really wanted to just kick him all the way back to the Uchiha Clan Compound!
He was actually trying to play her?
Was Ronglin truly drunk?
He was only half-sober. His drunken state had brought up some unpleasant thoughts and memories from his past life, leaving him feeling utterly lethargic and unwilling to move. Thus, he started acting shamelessly. If Tsunade could be unruly, why couldn't he?
"Are you going to do it or not? If not, I'm going to start shouting!"
Having made up his mind to be difficult, Ronglin naturally refused to get up.
"I'm going to be the death of me!" Tsunade muttered under her breath.
In the end, Tsunade didn't leave him to sleep on the street. With a face full of dark lines, she hoisted Ronglin onto her back and carried him home.
Though being carried on Tsunade's back felt a bit strange, Ronglin found himself enjoying the sensation. The faint fragrance surrounding Tsunade wafted into his nose, and with his head feeling heavy, he accidentally drifted off to sleep.
"Lady Tsunade? Ah! Ronglin, you two..."
When Tsunade arrived at the house with Ronglin on her back, Diqin Uchiha was completely dumbfounded, unable to comprehend what was happening.
"He's drunk. I carried him back to settle my previous debt to him," Tsunade said unpleasantly as she dumped Ronglin onto the floor. "Get up already. How long are you going to keep faking it?"
Being dropped brought Ronglin back to his senses instantly. He sat steadily on the floor and wiped the corner of his mouth. He seemed to have had a dream, and then... and then...
Suddenly, Ronglin looked up at the back of Tsunade's clothes, bounded off the floor, and shouted, "I'm going to rest now. You two should get some sleep too. Goodnight, beautiful ladies!"
Something was wrong!
Ronglin bolted instantly. Tsunade and Diqin, using their feminine intuition, knew that his sudden burst of speed meant he was hiding something.
Before they could think further, Tsunade felt a cold sensation on her back. She reached back subconsciously to touch it. It was transparent and slimy...
This... this was drool!
A significant amount of saliva had been left on her shoulder, feeling sticky and incredibly uncomfortable.
Tsunade's eyes widened. Standing to the side, Diqin Uchiha couldn't help but burst into laughter, quickly covering her small mouth. Inside, however, she was blooming with joy. Ronglin had actually left a puddle of drool on Tsunade's shoulder!
"Ronglin Uchiha!"
Seconds later, Tsunade let out a Lioness's Roar that nearly leveled the entire courtyard.
"Phew... thank God I ran fast!! But that's strange, why would I leak something like that? Was I dreaming about eating meat?"
Safe inside his room, Ronglin felt extremely lucky. In his dream, he had been hugging a roasted leg of lamb and drooling over it; the lamb had smelled delicious. It seemed the scent of the lamb was actually Tsunade's fragrance, and as for what he had been hugging...
Luckily, he hadn't actually bitten down. Otherwise, Tsunade leaving him on the street would have been a mercy; it would be a miracle if she didn't hunt him down.
"Lady Tsunade, let me help you arrange a place to sleep," Diqin said with a suppressed giggle.
"Mm." Tsunade's face was dark. She really wanted to drag Ronglin out for a lesson, but she managed to restrain herself. "Just call me Sister. There's no need for formal titles."
"Ah? Is that really okay?" Diqin's eyes widened in disbelief.
"If I tell you to call me Sister, then call me Sister! Now, say it!"
Tsunade pulled Diqin into a hug, making the young girl feel a mountain of pressure. As they walked, they inevitably bumped into each other. Diqin felt embarrassed and a bit dejected. Although she was developing well, compared to Tsunade, the difference was like an orange compared to a football!
"Lady Tsunade, please don't touch there..."
"Hahaha, Sister will teach you a few essentials. Be a good girl!"
Tsunade's triumphant laughter echoed through the night. If Ronglin had heard it, he surely would have coughed up blood and shouted, "Let go of my woman! If you have a problem, come at me!"
The night passed in silence. The next day, Ronglin didn't crawl out of bed until the sun was high in the sky. He had slept in late on purpose, hoping Tsunade would have left by the time he got up.
But the moment he walked into the living room, he saw a disgruntled Tsunade staring him down. She actually hadn't left!
Ronglin was genuinely shocked.
"Are you wondering why I haven't left yet?"
"Aha~ The weather is quite nice today." Ronglin looked up at a forty-five-degree angle, staring at the skyor rather, the ceiling.
"It rained last night. The weather isn't nice at all!" Tsunade snapped at him before continuing, "Sit down. I've been waiting until I'm starving. Little sister Diqin finished cooking the meal ages ago."
"She cooked?"
Ronglin nodded, but a second later, his eyes bugged out as he looked at Tsunade. "Wait!"
Tsunade looked at him provocatively, signaling for him to speak.
"You called her 'little sister'?"
"That's right. Is there a problem? I like Diqin as a sister. Do you have an objection?" Tsunade curled her lip and huffed.
"Fine, suit yourselves. I'm not hungry anyway, so no objections here." Ronglin gave a forced laugh and turned to leave the room.
Thinking about Diqin's recent attempts at cooking, his mouth twitched. That taste was enough to make a person question the meaning of life. He decided it was better to cook for himself later. Self-sufficiency was the way to go.
Sure enough, Ronglin's decision to skip Diqin's meal was the right one. A few minutes later, Tsunade's strange cries and Diqin's startled apologies drifted out of the living room.
Ronglin congratulated himself on his brilliance. Just as he finished a bowl of noodles and was about to dig in, Tsunade suddenly charged out. Before he could react, she snatched the ramen from his hands, took a bite, and evaluated it.
"Mm, the taste is good. You're in charge of dinner tonight. I'll be staying here for the next couple of days."
Having finally secured a few days off, Tsunade intended to relax completely. As for why she wouldn't go home? Please. Who would want to go back just to watch a bunch of old men nag and gossip? Especially for a woman like Tsunade, who had long surpassed the traditional age for marriage, the pressure was even worse.
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