Early morning.
Akira opened his door… only to find Tsunade staring at him with a murderous look.
Bang!
He slammed the door shut.
"That's weird… why am I seeing Tsunade first thing in the morning?"
They didn't have much to do with each other, did they?
"Must've been a hallucination."
He slowly opened the door again, and saw not only Tsunade, but also her incoming fist.
"Monster Strength Punch!!"
"Substitution Jutsu!!"
A shield instantly replaced Akira's body. Tsunade's punch landed dead center on it, and to Akira's horror, the metal shield was cracking, spiderweb fractures rippling out from her fist.
BOOM!
The shield exploded into pieces.
Akira backed up in a panic, screaming like a violated schoolboy, "Tsunade-sama, this isn't right!!"
Tsunade… not okay...
Those two words were like magic. All around the inn, doors cracked open, and curious eyes peeked through the gaps.
Whispers broke out from room to room.
"Tsunade? As in, the Konoha Princess?"
"Yeah, I heard she's been single forever. Didn't think she was into younger guys."
"Looks like she's into forcing herself on them too. Tsk tsk…"
The gossip made Tsunade's face go bright red. A vein bulged on her forehead. So did her fist.
Akira stared wide-eyed.
That wasn't enough to make her run?
Does this woman have no shame!?
And judging by her clenched fist…
Akira turned and bolted for the window. Just as he reached it, a long, slender leg came flying straight at him.
He turned his head. Her kick was already right in his face, nowhere to dodge.
He calmly closed his eyes.
Boom!
...
Tsunade stormed out of the inn, dragging a bruised and battered Akira behind her.
"Tsunade-sama, let's talk this out," he pleaded.
He'd underestimated this woman.
She hadn't just come with bad intentions, she was the bad intention.
Tsunade grit her teeth. "Hyuga Akira, can you please stop causing me trouble for one day?"
First, the Hyuga clan's pressure made her step in because of her little brother. Then the street dueling fiasco had Hiruzen Sarutobi breathing down her neck. And now he'd added some spicy new rumors to her name.
This brat was more annoying than Jiraiya!
Akira's eyes flicked around, just about to speak.
Tsunade cut him off. "Starting today, you're learning medical ninjutsu from me. You'll stay where I can see you. Let's see what you can mess up then."
"Noooo!" Akira wailed.
He needed to farm EXP! He needed to level up!
The Second Ninja War wasn't far off, he couldn't afford to waste time!
But he had no way to talk her down. Tsunade hoisted him over her shoulder and marched into Konoha Hospital.
The hospital had been founded by the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju. At first, it had only employed civilian doctors.
But ever since Tsunade invented the Mystical Palm Technique, a number of shinobi had been recruited to work there.
Many were ex-ninjas who had lost their qualifications, yet those who learned the healing arts were now the first generation of medical-nin.
Tsunade brought Akira into the emergency wing.
"Tsunade-sama, another group of casualties just arrived," said a nurse with glasses and a medical uniform, approaching them quickly.
She glanced at Akira.
"Don't worry about him. Take me to the wounded," Tsunade said, putting Akira down with a glare. "You'd better behave. Or else... heh."
She didn't even need to finish the threat. The message was clear.
Akira shrank back a little.
"Old woman. No wonder no one'll marry her."
He muttered it so quietly that Tsunade didn't hear, then followed her and the nurse down the hall.
Inside the emergency wing, groans of pain echoed from the beds. Limbs were missing, bones exposed, medical-nin scrambled to stabilize the patients.
"Tsunade-sama! Finally!" one staffer cried out, panic in his voice. "This one's critical!"
A bed was wheeled over. The shinobi on it had purple-black skin exposed all over.
"Poison?" Tsunade asked, tying her hair up and rolling her sleeves. Green chakra began glowing on her palms.
She went to work immediately.
Even as she treated the patient, she lectured the others: "The Mystical Palm Technique requires an extremely stable flow of chakra..."
She taught while she healed.
There were many injured in Konoha with lost limbs or broken bodies, but very few could use medical ninjutsu. Even those who could were barely stable with it.
The technique wasn't just a skill you learned once, it had to be finely adjusted based on each patient. A shaky user could easily make things worse.
As Tsunade's treatment progressed, the shinobi's condition visibly improved, the toxic hue fading from his skin.
Meanwhile, Akira was doing nothing, just listening. But something about her explanation clicked.
The most important thing about the Mystical Palm Technique… was chakra control.
He quietly raised his hand, circulating chakra into his palm. A soft green glow began to flicker, before fading out.
"Hmm?" Tsunade turned just in time to catch it. "You learned Mystical Palm Technique?"
That was an A-rank jutsu. Even under her direct guidance, most medical-nin needed months to grasp the basics.
Akira peeked at his skill list.
[Mystical Palm Technique (Lv1) | EXP: 0/300 | Trait: None]
A-rank indeed. The EXP cost was insane.
Now, for the first time, Tsunade gave him a serious look. To pick it up this fast, this brat really was a genius.
The hardest part of the Mystical Palm Technique was chakra control. Even the tiniest imbalance would cause the healing to fail, or worse, worsen the injury.
Akira's chakra reserves were small, so he'd trained his control from an early stage. By now, his finesse was top-tier.
Tsunade stopped, then said, "From now on, when I treat patients, you'll observe."
At first, teaching Akira medical ninjutsu had just been a way to satisfy the Hyuga clan.
But now... she was genuinely considering taking him as a disciple.
As a Jōnin, she had the authority to take students.
And Akira? He didn't exactly have a say in the matter.
You damn old hag.
He cursed her inwardly.
But with Tsunade leading him, they returned to the emergency ward and resumed treating patients. She healed while he observed, and she gave constant explanations.
Once that batch of wounded was done, a new group was wheeled in.
Tsunade was working nonstop.
By the time they finished, the sky had gone dark.
"Come with me," she said, walking out of the hospital with Akira following behind.
He recognized the path, they were heading toward Shizune and Nawaki's home.
"Tsunade-sama, what's this about?" Akira asked, stopping on the quiet street. The lamp overhead cast a long shadow behind him.
Tsunade hesitated, then asked:
"Would you like to become my disciple?"
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