At that moment, Shizune noticed Tsunade standing behind her. Concerned, she turned toward her:
"Lady Tsunade, are you overworked?"
Tsunade had always lived freely, often drinking, staying up late, and gambling. Returning to the village meant adapting to high-intensity work, especially with no prior experience in handling certain responsibilities, including taking care of Ryosuke Uchiha. A lack of energy in such circumstances would be natural.
Tsunade rolled her eyes at Shizune—her fatigue had nothing to do with overwork. Seeing Shizune carefree and cheerful sparked a tinge of envy. Was she worrying too much? She didn't know how to handle the situation, but retreat was no longer an option—she had to move forward.
"I'm fine," she replied.
Shizune noticed her tone and believed Tsunade could endure it. Once she got through this period, everything would become easier. Tsunade's body was still remarkably strong.
Shizune then glanced at the bottle of sour dates and asked hesitantly:
"Lady Tsunade, what are these sour dates for?"
Could Ryosuke have sent these to prepare her for pregnancy?
Seeing the dates made her mouth water—they looked extremely sour. Could she even eat them? Tsunade composed herself and looked at the bottle. Of course, she knew exactly what sour dates were for. Shizune might not know, but Tsunade did—having seen such things before. These were essential for pregnant women, helping relieve nausea during pregnancy. Ryosuke had truly thought of everything.
Just as she was about to explain to Shizune, a sudden wave of nausea hit her. Beeending over, she felt a strong urge to vomit.
Shizune panicked slightly:
"Lady Tsunade, are you okay?"
Was it stomach discomfort? In the past, she might have overindulged in alcohol or had a bad mood, but since returning to Konoha, Shizune hadn't seen her drink or gamble at all.
Tsunade could only rely on the sour dates.
"Shizune, open the bottle and give me one," she instructed.
Shizune quickly complied, handing Tsunade a date. As Tsunade put it in her mouth, the sour taste spread instantly, and the nausea eased significantly. She felt much better. Without Ryosuke's thoughtful preparation, she would have had to go out to buy these herself—these didn't even exist in the Senju compound.
Feeling relief, yet a swirl of emotions followed. Eating the sour date made her feel better—was this a sign she was carrying his child? Could there truly be a life growing inside her? Anxiety mingled with excitement as she touched her stomach.
Shizune watched in amazement as Tsunade's discomfort disappeared.
"Lady Tsunade, this sour date works wonders!"
Tsunade's expression was complex. Shizune had helped bear part of the burden from Ryosuke. She too had likely shared multiple intimate moments with him—and could now carry his bloodline. Ryosuke was unbelievably powerful.
Shizune, curious, asked:
"Lady Tsunade, why that expression?"
Tsunade replied nonchalantly:
"Nothing. If you ever feel nauseous, just eat one too."
One bottle for Shizune, one for herself. Ryosuke had truly planned everything meticulously. Shizune understood and didn't ask further. Though she couldn't quite grasp why Tsunade thought she might experience pregnancy symptoms as well, she trusted Tsunade's medical knowledge—it was rarely wrong.
Meanwhile, back at the Uchiha compound:
After delivering the packages to the Senju compound, the shopkeeper returned to her store, then delivered two more bags to the Uchiha estate. She explained the contents to the guards, who allowed entry without issue and even confirmed Ryosuke's address.
The shopkeeper quickly found the residence and handed the items to two women—likely not from Konoha originally. They accepted the packages, realizing these were maternity supplies. It was astonishing to see that the Uchiha's influence extended beyond the village, with Ryosuke apparently taking responsibility for women from other regions as well.
These women had clearly matured and had multiple intimate encounters with him. They returned home, curious about the gifts. For many, it was the first time receiving such thoughtful presents—already a rare blessing in a ninja village, let alone a gift from someone like Ryosuke.
Meanwhile, one woman, Mabui, was indifferent:
"What kind of gift would that bastard send?"
She had already carried his bloodline, accelerating her plans for revenge. The other woman, observing Mabui's attitude, felt slightly exasperated. Yet even she enjoyed her time with Ryosuke—it was hard to find another man as impressive elsewhere. Compared to Kumo (the Hidden Cloud Village), no one else could match him.
Even if Mabui's ultimate plan was to propagate an Uchiha lineage in Kumo, Ryosuke's descendants might not necessarily surpass him. Creating Uchiha bloodlines elsewhere didn't change that they were still part of his bloodline. In fact, Ryosuke was generously granting them this opportunity, a responsibility they couldn't take lightly.
Thus, even after giving birth, whether they could take the children back to their villages remained uncertain. Beeoth women sensed that Ryosuke might not care much about their personal opinions—he sought the continuation of his lineage above all.
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