"Sister, I'm coming!"
Nawaki first waved his hand, then turned his head and said, "Arima , you just used me to distract him and ambush him. That's wrong. We are…"
"I know! We are the Village's comrades!"
Kushina put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "As an upperclassman, you didn't help us. Do you have to lecture me and Arima for doing it ourselves?"
Nawaki lowered his head sadly, "I was supposed to mediate, but I just made things worse. Arima , you… huh?"
He looked up, wanting to say something more, but saw that Hyuga Arima 's gaze was fixed on the other side.
"Why are you looking at my sister?" He asked curiously.
"Curiosity!" Hyuga Arima said as a matter of course.
The newly adult Tsunade had not yet developed into the future "Universal Bosom Power," and her face still held a hint of youthful shyness.
But the future her… just thinking about it brought countless doujinshi floating through Arima 's mind.
His smile gradually turned perverted.jpg.
"Arima ."
Kushina's fair, tender hand waved in front of his eyes, "Why are you staring at Tsunade-nee-san?"
"Cough," Hyuga Arima retracted his gaze and casually covered up, "I was thinking about Medical Ninjutsu. Maybe it can solve the problem of vitality… Eh!"
As he said this, he suddenly paused.
Whether it was First Hokage or Tsunade, their passive or active recovery abilities didn't consume vitality. Perhaps it really was related to Medical Ninjutsu?
If he could also do it, wouldn't he become like Senju Hashirama with infinite passive recovery?
It seems the target for the second time must be her?
But the age difference… Hyuga Arima glanced at his 7-year-old body.
He probably still had a few years before he could 'get on the car'…
"Let's go."
Hyuga Arima bypassed Nawaki and left the scene of the incident.
Kushina, however, tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Couples aren't like this…"
Arima paused, then nonchalantly took her small hand, and they walked hand in hand.
Kushina walked beside him, her face blooming with a smile.
Perhaps it was the delicate softness unique to a young girl, or perhaps it was the result of hitting someone too hard just now, invigorating her blood, but Kushina's small hand was soft and warm, like holding a lotus blooming on a summer night—smooth, tender, and tempting, making one want to put it to their lips, kiss it, and smell it.
Behind them, Nawaki looked at the boy lying on the ground, then at Arima and Kushina walking away, and hung his head in dejection.
"What's wrong with you?"
Suddenly, a warm hand touched his forehead.
"Sister…"
Nawaki looked up; it was Tsunade who had walked over.
He briefly explained the situation, and Tsunade couldn't help but laugh, "They finally beat a Genin, and you want them to love each other and understand each other?"
Nawaki's face darkened, "Sister, are you questioning my dream?"
"Nawaki, lecturing should be done after you've beaten someone into submission," Tsunade said with a smile, patting his head, "Otherwise, who would listen?"
"Beat them into submission first?"
Nawaki pondered, "Is it not good for an upperclassman like me to challenge a lowerclassman…"
"Didn't you say he defeated a Genin? Strength can't be judged by age, can it?" Tsunade suddenly asked, "What's his name? Kushina is with him, and she's Grandma's successor."
"Arima , Hyuga Arima ," Nawaki said.
"Hyuga Clan?"
Tsunade's brow suddenly furrowed, and her expression grew slightly cold.
"Sister?"
Nawaki was startled, "You're not disliking the entire Hyuga Clan because of the Hyuga Clan Head, are you?"
"Hmph, how could I possibly look favorably upon Hyuga Kaguya's clan?" Tsunade crossed her arms.
"Sister, what you're doing is wrong," Nawaki got fired up again, "Although the Hyuga Clan Head is your opponent, didn't she do you a favor? And we're all comrades of the Village…"
Tsunade's face darkened three shades, and she slapped him on the head, "Don't lecture your sister."
Nawaki's head buzzed.
He finally understood why one should beat someone into submission before lecturing… at least they wouldn't be interrupted by violence.
On the other side.
Kushina's face also darkened three shades.
"Arima , come! Uncle will treat you to yakiniku!"
They hadn't walked far when Hyuga Arima was pulled into a yakiniku restaurant by an uncle with an obvious Akimichi build and a large "Food" character written on him.
"This is Uncle Qu Feng," Hyuga Arima explained.
"Oh," Kushina nodded weakly.
Seeing this, Hyuga Arima whispered, "Uncle Qu Feng has taken good care of me since I was little. He even lets me eat whatever I want at his yakiniku restaurant and never charges me."
"Ah," Kushina gasped softly and quickly said, "Uncle Qu Feng, thank you for being so good to Arima ."
"Thanking me for him?" Akimichi Torifu bent down to look at her, chuckling, "Are you Arima 's little girlfriend?"
Kushina blushed, gripping Arima 's arm tightly, "Mm!"
"Hahaha," Akimichi Torifu laughed heartily, hooking Arima 's neck and pulling both of them into the yakiniku restaurant, "Come! Eat whatever you want today!"
"Eh? No, no need, I still have to go with Kushina today…"
Hyuga Arima didn't even have a chance to refuse before Akimichi Torifu pushed him into a booth.
"Why are you being so polite with me!"
He waved his large hand, grandly patting the table, "It's my own place, eat your fill!"
Hyuga Arima looked at Kushina's fallen little face and spread his hands, indicating his helplessness.
"Sizzle, sizzle!"
Soon, fragrant grilled meat was placed on the grill.
Perhaps out of respect for their boss, a dedicated waiter stood by to help them grill.
Hyuga Arima continuously put meat on Kushina's plate, "Uncle Qu Feng is rich and generous. It's free, so eat up, don't be shy."
Kushina's cheeks were stuffed full by him, making her look very cute as she swallowed.
"If it weren't for you, kid, not wanting to use your Clan's subsidy to open a shop with me, it wouldn't just be me who's rich and generous now, but both of us," Akimichi Torifu said grumpily.
Kushina finally managed to swallow the grilled meat in her mouth, turned cutely, and tried to ask something, but was filled up again by Arima .
"Mmm! Mmm!"
Her two small hands gently patted his chest, seemingly complaining.
Hyuga Arima put down his chopsticks and smiled, "I know what you want to ask, but I was only 4 years old then. Uncle Qu Feng insisted on doing business with me. How could I not be careful?"
"Stinky kid, are you afraid I'd cheat you out of your money?" Akimichi Torifu rolled his eyes, "I'll be 40 next year, how could I do something like cheat a child?"
As he spoke, he moved his chopsticks like lightning, faster than Arima and Kushina combined.
The yakiniku meal lasted a full two hours before Akimichi Torifu reluctantly saw them out.
"Hey, Arima , whenever you want to earn some money, remember to come find Uncle," he called out, waving his hand, "Right now, I'm not interested in anything except eating and making money!"
"Got it!"
Arima waved back, pulling Kushina away…