After leaving the tower, Konan returned to her chambers and recorded everything that had happened today in her diary.
Her hand gently caressed the title page of that slightly yellowed diary.
On that page was a drawing of Senya and Hikari wearing masks.
"Where exactly are you..."
"Masked Brother, and Masked Sister..."
Over the years, whenever there was a mission Konan could participate in, she would join it, all so she could search the Shinobi World for traces of the two of them.
Yet after all these years, she had not even managed to uncover a single trace of them...
On his way back to Tsunade's home, Senya suddenly sneezed and instinctively rubbed his nose.
"Maybe those girls are thinking about me..."
Upon arriving at the Senju compound, Senya made his way to Tsunade's bedroom door with practiced ease. He could vaguely hear the two inside talking.
Senya cautiously pressed his ear to the door, wanting to hear what Hikari and Tsunade were talking about.
"Big Sister Tsunade, stop asking already. It's not like you don't know~"
With a flushed face, Hikari buried her face in a pillow. Meanwhile, Tsunade wore a wicked smile nearby, her hands growing restless as they reached toward Hikari.
"Don't be shy!"
"I don't know how you take care of yourself, Little Hikari, but your skin is so good."
"At your age, you've already developed so well. You're almost catching up to how I was back then."
Tsunade shamelessly spouted nonsense without so much as blushing, her hands gently stroking Hikari's jade-white calves.
Feeling how smooth and soft they were, she could not help clicking her tongue twice.
"Tsk~ These legs of yours... honestly, even I'm a little jealous."
"How can they feel this good?"
Hikari suddenly felt a tingling, ticklish sensation on her calf.