Confident Tsunade

"Telling the truth?" Tsunade looked at Hikari suspiciously. She couldn't help it—praise for her coming from this brat's mouth was always hard to believe.

Hikari nodded. "Of course it's true. Truer than real gold."

Tsunade, you're so well-endowed. Why would I lie to you?

Noticing Hikari's gaze, Tsunade not only failed to retreat, but proudly thrust out her chest.

Women were just this confident.

Tch, no wonder they were the biggest in the Ninja World. I wonder what they felt like?

Darui from Kumogakure seemed pretty well-endowed too. It would be nice if the two of them could be compared side by side.

Veins bulged on Tsunade's forehead.

Tsunade wanted to hit someone again.

I'm letting you admire my beauty, yet you're thinking about another woman—and a Kumogakure ninja at that.

Could that dark-skinned woman possibly compare to me?

Could it be that Hikari actually liked black?

"Lady Tsunade, I'll leave Rock Lee's treatment to you. As the number one Medical Ninja in the Ninja World, I believe in your abilities!"

When it came to healing, Tsunade was undeniably formidable. It seemed that she had even healed the Tsuchigumo Clan's secret technique.

Tsunade turned to look toward the village, concealing the expression on her face.

When she and Shizune had traveled outside the village, they had encountered A the Fourth Raikage. Afterward, she had used Medical Ninjutsu to dispel the Tsuchigumo Clan's explosive secret technique. That information should have been highly confidential—even the Hidden Leaf Village had no record of it. How did this brat know?

He had just been thinking about Darui from Kumogakure. Could he be a spy sent by Kumogakure?

If that was the case, she absolutely could not tolerate it.

Rock Lee was Might Guy's true successor, and he was the only one best suited to cultivate the Eight Inner Gates. Once he reached Guy's age, he would presumably be able to open the final Gate of Death and become the Hidden Leaf Village's true trump card.

Before then, he needed to keep training. After all, among Guy's three disciples, he was the only one who respected her the most. She had to look after him somehow.

Eight Inner Gates?

The Gate of Death?

Could Guy open the Gate of Death now?

That was truly good news.

Back then, Might Duy had opened the Eight Gates and kicked four of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen to death with a single strike, frightening the remaining three into fleeing in defeat. They never dared face Hidden Leaf Village ninja again. That battle had made him famous and announced the arrival of taijutsu ninja.

It was also because of him that the old Third Hokage had broken precedent and allowed Might Guy to become a jonin.

Might Duy had only been a genin, yet after opening the Gate of Death, he had been able to kill members of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen. Might Guy was now an Elite Jonin. If he opened the Eight Gates, he should be able to crush the Five Kage, right?

Thinking of that outcome, Tsunade felt that her heart no longer panicked, her legs no longer went numb, her stride had gained strength, and even her appetite had returned.

With Guy in hand, what were Mitokado Homura, Utatane Koharu, and Shimura Danzō? They were all dog shit.

Send one, and I'll take down the whole bunch!

That was right. She was just that overbearing!

Tsunade, who had originally been considering whether to treat Rock Lee, finally made up her mind.

Treat him. She had to treat him.

Not for anything else—just to win Guy over, she had to perform this operation.

With that in mind, Tsunade turned and faced Hikari with a smile. "There are still many aspects of this operation that I'm uncertain about. This time, I plan to have you and Shizune join me in the operating room. No problem, right?"

Could I say there was a problem?

Forget it. Since it's Rock Lee, I'll go into the operating room this once!

"Lady Tsunade, I have no problem with that. It would truly be an honor to serve as your assistant!" To show his sincerity, Hikari looked at Tsunade with an extremely excited expression, as though he valued this opportunity immensely.

Tsunade: I'd believe a ghost before I believed you. You little bastard are rotten to the core!

Having learned Hikari's inner thoughts, Tsunade would not be fooled by his superb acting.

Watching Hikari put on a performance before her, completely unaware that his inner thoughts had already been heard, Tsunade felt a comfort spreading from the inside out.

This felt so damn good!

I'll just quietly watch you perform here, completely unmoved, and I even want to laugh.

"Good. Keep working hard. The future of the Hidden Leaf Village belongs to young people like you. Honestly, Shizune's healing methods are fairly good too, but she still falls a little short of me personally taking action. If you perform well, I can consider taking you as my disciple!"

No, absolutely not!

If you took me as your disciple and the two of us got together, wouldn't that mess up our generations? I don't care about that sort of thing, but Tsunade, you're the Fifth Hokage. You should at least pay attention to your image.

Tsunade's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

There it was, her charm that had nowhere to go.

Although those words were unpleasant, she would let him off this time, considering Hikari's wholehearted sincerity toward her.

As for taking a disciple, Sakura Haruno among the Konoha Twelve Ninja was quite suitable. She was a fierce one who could even inherit the Hundred Healings Jutsu. Aside from being a little too well-endowed, there was nothing to criticize.

In any case, Hikari could not possibly end up with Sakura Haruno, nor did he have any messy thoughts about her. From the Hidden Leaf Village's perspective, she was still pretty good.

"Forget it. Looking at you, I suppose you wouldn't be willing anyway."

Tsunade did not wait for Hikari's reply. After hearing his inner thoughts, she knew he would not agree. Waiting for him to say it aloud would feel rather like asking for humiliation.

"Lady Tsunade is wise. My talent in Medical Ninjutsu is really quite ordinary!"

"There aren't that many Medical Ninja who can use the Mystical Palm Technique!"

Within the field of Medical Ninjutsu, the Mystical Palm Technique was a ninjutsu only elite ninja could master. Not many Medical Ninja in the entire Konoha Hospital could use this move. Yet Hikari actually said his talent was lacking. That was not modesty—it was a slap in the face to all Medical Ninja.

Forget it. In Tsunade's eyes, the Hidden Leaf Village's Medical Ninja were mediocre anyway.

Not one of them possessed even thirty percent of her skill. They were useless to the extreme, so insulting them was no big deal. It had little to do with her.

But Sakura Haruno should be Naruto Uzumaki's teammate, right?

At that thought, Tsunade suddenly revealed a sly smile.

"Hikari, I heard that Team Seven, led by Kakashi, is full of geniuses. What do you think about me taking Sakura Haruno as my disciple?"

Hikari froze.

Looking at Tsunade before him, Hikari felt a little terrified.

Holy shit, could Tsunade be a transmigrator too? How did she know Sakura Haruno would become her future disciple? Was this woman testing my origins?

I really don't have any bad intentions. I just want to find myself a wife in the Hidden Leaf Village and live happily ever after.

Why was there another transmigrator in this world? Dog System, get out here! I know you're home! Come out! Hurry up and come out!

Sensing Hikari's panic, Tsunade's expression changed slightly.

This was the first time she had sensed panic in Hikari's heart. Though she did not know why, Tsunade understood very clearly that if she wanted to keep him, she had to play dumb.

"What, is that not okay?"

"I heard that her Chakra control is rather good. She doesn't have any special background or talent, so perhaps becoming a Medical Ninja would be a good choice!"

By the time she said this, the panic in Hikari's heart had faded considerably.

As long as Tsunade was not a transmigrator, he would not panic.

Only transmigrators knew how terrifying other transmigrators were. As an honest man, he only wanted to coast through life. He did not want to do anything else.