His gaze refocused on Tsunade.
His eyes became extremely aggressive, and he gradually brought the conversation back to the starting point:
"Now, you only need to answer My question..."
"Will you choose to help Me, using your status and prestige as Hokage, to appease those people below, and allow Konoha to transition smoothly into a new order..."
He leaned forward slightly, an invisible pressure enveloping Tsunade.
"And, docilely become My Empress. Or..."
Tsunade's face instantly flushed with extreme shame and embarrassment.
For a woman of her age and experience,
this was simply an unimaginable humiliation.
She subconsciously took half a step back.
But Di Yan's seemingly casual hand, resting on her waist, held her firmly in place.
Feeling the powerful yet instantly taut, rock-like, and slightly trembling waist beneath his palm,
Di Yan's smile deepened.
Tsunade's heart pounded.
The immense sense of humiliation and the pressure of reality almost tore her apart.
Clutching onto a last, faint glimmer of hope, her voice trembling in a way she herself didn't notice, she spoke with difficulty:
"If... if I choose to help you appease Konoha, to make Konoha submit to you... but..."
"But not become your Empress... is that possible?"
This was the greatest concession she could possibly offer, a tentative probe.
However, her response was met with
Di Yan's arm suddenly tightening and a cold, yet burning whisper almost against her ear:
"What do you think?"
Those three simple words completely shattered all her lucky and illusions.
The hand around her waist was like the strongest iron clamp.
And like the most humiliating shackles.
Clearly telling Tsunade
that she had no right to bargain.
Her value was not only in stabilizing Konoha,
but also in her own significance as a "trophy" and a "symbol."
The tremor brought by physical contact, and the undeniable threat in his words,
made Tsunade's last psychological defense begin to crumble.
She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling violently.
Countless images flashed through her mind.
Her grandfather's expectations, Dan and Nawaki's smiles, Konoha's prosperity, and the desperate faces in the plaza at this moment... Di Yan did not rush her, but simply waited patiently for her final answer, with the patience of someone in control of everything.
He knew that this proud woman
had no other path.
After a long, suffocating silence,
when Tsunade opened her eyes again,
the fierce struggle in them seemed to have subsided somewhat.
In its place was a bottomless, resigned fatigue and emptiness.
She nodded very slightly...
The movement was so small it was almost imperceptible.
But it drained all her strength.
She didn't speak.
But this single gesture already represented her submission and choice.
For the remaining vitality of Konoha,
she surrendered her last dignity and freedom.
Di Yan smiled with satisfaction.
In Tsunade's eyes, that smile was like a demon's mockery.
He gently patted Tsunade's back.
The gesture seemed intimate, yet it was full of possession and declaration.
"Very well."
"Then, from this moment on..."
"You are Mine."
"And Konoha... belongs to the Land of Fire."
As Di Yan's words fell, his actions were without pause.
Even with an irresistible forcefulness.
He suddenly pushed Tsunade backward!
"Ah!"
Tsunade was caught off guard, her back hitting the cold Hokage's desk hard.
The hard surface bruised her, and instantly jolted her awake from her brief numbness and despair.
She cried out, instinctively propping herself up with her hands on the desk, trying to rise.
Her eyes filled with panic and anger:
"You... what are you doing?"
Di Yan's body pressed closer.
One hand easily held down her body as she tried to lift herself.
"What am I doing? What do you think?"
Di Yan's gaze swept over Tsunade's ample figure.
Tsunade's heart pounded with fright at the implication in his words and his extremely aggressive posture.
Her blood seemed to rush to her head, her cheeks burning.
She futilely shielded her chest with her hands, making a final, powerless resistance, her voice trembling with a hint of self-loathing:
"No... not like this..."
"I... I'm not ready..."
This was the only, utterly pale excuse she could find at the moment.
Di Yan's response was a sneer, full of absolute arrogance and undeniable certainty:
"Opportunity never waits for those who aren't ready."
"I gave you time to choose, and you... have already made your choice."
His gaze fell on Tsunade's hands, shielding her chest.
A flicker of impatience crossed his eyes.
His other hand shot out, grabbing the fabric of her collar... "Rip..."
The crisp sound of fabric tearing echoed particularly harshly in the silent office!
Tsunade's green Hokage robe, a symbol of her status, and the undergarments beneath it, were brutally ripped open. (Li Nuo Zhao)
Revealing large expanses of fair skin and astonishing curves beneath.
The cold air instantly touched her skin,
triggering a shiver.
But colder still was Tsunade's heart, which instantly plummeted.
Di Yan's movements paused for a moment.
His gaze, almost tangible, swept over the unveiled, delicate body before him, subtly rising and falling with tension and anger.
Even with his discerning eye and experience,
he had to admit at this moment... she was indeed Tsunade.
Under the nourishment of the Yin Seal,
the passage of time seemed to have left few traces on her.
Instead, it had refined a kind of mature to the extreme, breathtaking charm.
The voluptuous and proud curves, the fair and delicate skin... and those emerald eyes, now filled with endless shame yet adding to her allure... all of this combined
to form a magnificent scene capable of driving any man mad.
Di Yan's breathing seemed to hitch slightly.
His eyes flashed with undisguised admiration and possessiveness.
For a moment, he was almost mesmerized.
And Tsunade, under his unreserved gaze, like that of someone inspecting an object,
felt an unprecedented wave of shame and humiliation engulf her like a tsunami.
All the blood in her body seemed to flow backward.
Her heart pounded wildly against her chest, almost leaping out!
She wanted to curl up.
She wanted to cover herself, she wanted to escape.
But her body was firmly pinned to the cold desk by Di Yan's strength and that invisible pressure, unable to move.
She could only let that cold and greedy gaze
desecrate, inch by inch, the body she once prided herself on, but which was now the source of her humiliation.
Silent despair was far more suffocating than a scream.
"Truly beautiful!"
Di Yan smiled, relieved.
Then he leaned in slightly and opened his mouth... [Ding! Communication with Tsunade completed, obtained basic Wood Release, can use basic Wood Release Ninjutsu.]
[Hint: Repeated communication can increase Wood Release affinity and unlock more Wood Release techniques...]
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