New Technology

"Come on, invent a new medical technique for me—can't be worse than the last one!" Tsunade raised her hand, aiming at Hyuga Ningyuan's rear. "If you don't, don't blame me for going hard!"

"Invention stuff depends on inspiration. I've got a good brain, but I can't churn out new things every day!" Hyuga Ningyuan said irritably.

Still, getting smacked a couple of times wasn't the end of the world.

You think this is punishment?

I'd call it a reward.

Who wouldn't want Tsunade spanking them?

And those legs, too.

A lot of people figure that with Tsunade's huge chest and immense strength, she must be on the heavier side—at least a bit chubby.

A power-type fighter, right?

Not at all. Even though Tsunade drinks and gambles every day, she's still slim and slender, with not an ounce of extra fat!

At 163 cm, she weighs just 48 kg!

"I don't care about that!" Tsunade's lips curled into a smile, but her tone was icy. "Not just anyone gets to act cocky in front of me!"

If it were Jiraiya, she'd have punched him into a fracture by now!

She only held back because Hyuga Ningyuan was young. But that's exactly why he needed a good lesson—if he kept this up as an adult, it'd be a disaster!

With this attitude, if I don't beat him up, someone else will!

"Alright, alright, you're right!" Hyuga Ningyuan sighed helplessly.

Tsunade was beautiful, sure, and cute in her own way, but her personality? Downright nasty.

Pain just came looking for the Nine-Tails, and one harsh word from Tsunade got him so riled up, he started brooding over his tragic childhood and went straight into lifting that rubble.

But then again, that personality was exactly what made Tsunade so captivating.

"Hmph, if you can't come up with anything, just admit you're wrong, call me 'good big sister,' and we'll call it even!" Tsunade let go of Hyuga Ningyuan, her voice losing much of its chill and gaining a hint of concern. "You got lucky running into me. Talk nonsense like that out there, and you'll pay a heavy price!"

She was genuinely looking out for him. After all, Hyuga Ningyuan had apprenticed under Sarutobi Biwako, so he'd be greeting the Third often enough.

Blurt out something like "Third, you're a shorty" one day.

Would he even survive after that?

"I only said it because I met you. I wouldn't talk like that in front of anyone else!" He stood up with some regret, lightly brushing off his clothes. "I'm not stupid!"

"You're not stupid?" Tsunade chuckled. "You're young, and you don't know what this world is really like. That makes your mind easy to influence and mislead. I bet you ran into some fan of Orochimaru, and he said if Orochimaru became Hokage, he'd make the village better, right?"

The Second Shinobi World War had just ended, but whispers about choosing the next Hokage were already stirring, faint as they were.

Among the current supporters, Hatake Sakumo had the loudest voice, followed by Orochimaru.

Tsunade figured Ningyuan had picked up some rumors somewhere and developed a liking for Orochimaru.

She expected to see Hyuga Ningyuan's shocked face as he asked, "How did you know?"

Then she'd seize the moment to lecture him with some grand wisdom, building up her own great image.

But instead, Hyuga Ningyuan shook his head.

He'd only been transmigrated for seven days—where would he hear all that?

He'd read a novel about Orochimaru becoming Hokage, and in it, Orochimaru did a pretty good job.

"Haven't heard anything?" Tsunade was stunned. "So what you said—that was all your own thinking?"

Hyuga Ningyuan nodded. He didn't want to lie to the woman he liked.

So he could only say, "Time will tell."

In an instant, the world spun, and he was back over Tsunade's lap.

Hyuga Ningyuan fell silent. Looks like I'm stuck in a loop.

Just wonder where my Li Shiqing is?

"Alright, alright. You want medical ninjutsu, right?" Hyuga Ningyuan asked weakly.

"Hey, you've learned to jump ahead!" Tsunade snapped. "Or are you saying you'd rather take a beating than change your mind?"

"Why do you think I don't have a new medical technique?" Ningyuan countered.

"You really think that lucky invention of yours counts as your own skill?" Tsunade laughed.

It was just using the Mystical Palm Technique to close wounds. Even if Hyuga Ningyuan hadn't invented it, she believed some Medical Ninja would stumble upon it eventually.

Some scientists get misunderstood like that—because a lot of inventions really do seem like pure luck.

Take that cure-all of drinking hot water. Who'd think that was a great invention?

But it actually was!

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"Fine, fine!" Tsunade gritted her teeth. The thing I hate most in this life is stubborn people!

Dan was like that, and so was Nawaki!

Although the one before me didn't say his dream was to become Hokage, his stubbornness is exactly the same as the previous two!

So, I have to fix you!

She herself never thought that the moment this idea popped up, she had already regarded Hyuga Neien as a relative as close as a lover or younger brother.

Only relatives would worry about you getting taken advantage of in society.

If it were just a passerby, they couldn't care less if you died.

As for the reason...

Maybe it's because he looks cute, maybe it's his high affinity, or maybe it's because he also learned medical ninjutsu—he's one of us.

Who knows.

The birth of goodwill is inherently unreasonable.

"Strength, huh? Then show me that strength again. If you really have the skill, I'll agree to do one thing for you!" Tsunade gritted her teeth. "How about it? Want to try? Bet on it!"

Hyuga Neien shook his head: "No bet. I stand with neither gambling nor poison!"

"Hey, you little brat! Then let's change the terms!" Tsunade thought for a moment and said, "Like this—if you can do it, I'll take you as my disciple!"

As soon as the words fell, Hyuga Neien directly shook his head: "No way, I can't become your disciple!"

"You don't need to worry about Lady Biwako's thoughts. We medical ninjas are already scarce, and there's no master-disciple rule like other ninjas. If you become my disciple, she'd be overjoyed!"

"I'm not worried about her. I'm worried about the traditions of the ninja world!" Hyuga Neien retorted.

I don't care about ninja world traditions—dare to fall in love with your own teacher, but do you dare to fall in love with your own student!

Or should I write The Return of the Condor Heroes first to pave the way for Tsunade?

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Tsunade said irritably. "It's your Hyuga clan's tradition, isn't it? If you really have that strength, they wouldn't dare say anything if I take you as my disciple. I'll even go to the main house to get that Caged Bird on your forehead removed!"

If Tsunade was willing to step in, she really did have that kind of influence!

Not only was the First and Second Hokage her grandfather, and the Third her teacher, but she also had Orochimaru and Jiraiya backing her!

If the Three Ninjas blocked the door, would the Hyuga clan still refuse to show face?

Hmm, they might not give in. For example, if the main house insisted they only had the sealing technique and no way to undo it, what could the Three Ninjas do?

"You don't need to offer terms—I'll tell you anyway!" Hyuga Neien said. "No need for bets or anything like that."

Tsunade was surprised—did he really dislike gambling?

"This is also an extremely simple technique!" Hyuga Neien said. "Those wounds don't actually need the Mystical Palm Technique to heal."

"Hmm, and then?" Tsunade asked.

"That's it!" Hyuga Neien said.

Tsunade was bewildered: "Wounds healing without the Mystical Palm Technique—what kind of invention is that?"

"Isn't this an invention?" Hyuga Neien raised his voice. "It means doctors don't have to be ninjas. Ordinary people can do it too, as long as they know how to sew—stitching the wounds together."

"Hmm?" Tsunade froze, then her mind jolted: "Hmm?"