Tsunade in Stockings

"You know about my right eye too."

When talking about his right eye, Uchiha Yoru looked directly at Tsunade with a "you're responsible" expression, which made Tsunade smile in exasperation.

"Awakened Dōjutsu: Takama-ga-hara, a spatial Dōjutsu. I can instantly reach any point within my field of vision, similar to the Flying Thunder God."

Upon hearing this about the Dōjutsu, Tsunade immediately realized, "No wonder you appeared so suddenly, without leaving a trace. It really is Space-Time Ninjutsu."

"It can arrive instantly within the line of sight, without the need for marking as with the Flying Thunder God, which is an advantage over the Flying Thunder God. However, in areas outside the line of sight, the Flying Thunder God can teleport using its own markings, so it is inferior in this respect."

"Wait a minute, your Ninjutsu should have a range, otherwise, if you look at the moon, are you going to teleport directly to the moon?" Tsunade chuckled and teased as she said this.

In response to Tsunade's teasing, Uchiha Yoru casually laughed and said, "The farther the distance, the more Chakra is consumed. As long as you have enough strength, it's not impossible to teleport to the moon."

"Kid, you're quite the big talker." Tsunade chuckled, then looked into the other person's dark eyes. She was momentarily stunned and unconsciously reached out to touch those eyes.

"Puppy, you need to protect your eyes. The Mangekyo is powerful, but it also consumes some of your Eye Power. Although you have awakened your Wood Style Physique and become stronger, you still shouldn't overuse it."

Faced with Tsunade's comforting words, Uchiha Yoru narrowed his eyes, a look of enjoyment on his face, and nodded, saying, "Puppy? I still prefer the way you used to call me big brother."

The relationship between the two was somewhat delicate, always staying within a certain line. No matter what methods he used, Tsunade never crossed the line.

After all, the union of the Senju and Uchiha is not just about the two of them; it will trigger a series of chain reactions.

With a bang, a thick smoke flashed by, and Tsunade, who had just been a beautiful, rich, and fierce older sister, instantly transformed into a young girl, just like when the two first met.

"Do you still want to? Only a beast would do that."

Under the provocative gaze of the girlish Tsunade, Uchiha Yoru stepped forward and stroked her soft blonde hair with his large hand, laughing, "Come on, call me 'brother,' and brother will buy you candy, be good."

"Abnormal!"

"She can be both salty and sweet, fierce and gentle, wolfish and tender, charming and assertive, and forever young—any man would love her."

"Puppy, call me 'big sister' and let me hear it."

As night fell, the lights in the house suddenly went out as the two were playfully fighting.

In the instant darkness engulfed her, Tsunade's eyes narrowed, and then a familiar body embraced her; she found herself in a familiar arms.

As Uchiha Yoru, now shrouded in darkness, squinted greedily at the scent emanating from Tsunade. Seeing Tsunade give up struggling, he understood everything.

"Just like that, I want to hug you, and maybe then there won't be so many regrets."

The two embraced, and the beautiful moonlight shone through the window that had been opened at some point. The stars twinkled in the sky, and the air quality in the Shinobi World was quite good. The stars and crescent moon under the night sky were truly magnificent.

The two of them nestled together, like lovers admiring the stars and the sea under the night sky.

Uchiha Yoru felt a different kind of peace and a captivating aura, but inwardly he sighed.

Tsunade still couldn't accept it. Her stiff body and lack of resistance just now probably indicated that she was thinking of repaying the life-saving grace from last time, and then letting go or suppressing it with a clear conscience.

Although she disliked the village's higher-ups, she absolutely did not want to watch the village descend into division. After all, her position was too sensitive; even a single action of hers could bring the village in a new direction.

If her selfishness leads to a disaster for the village, she will not let herself off the hook.

"Alright, don't feel guilty. It was my own choice back then. Just like now, stay with me tonight to watch the moon and stars. After dawn, we'll be even. You'll still be Sannin Tsunade."

There was no coercion whatsoever, nor was there any use of emotions to threaten her. What she felt was a gentle, refined atmosphere, which was very pleasant.

"You little rascal!"

Tsunade, feeling no pressure whatsoever, smiled. For the first time, she could lie so openly and easily in someone's arms. For the first time, she felt cared for, and it seemed that she also needed this kind of protection that women crave.

With her heart open, she leaned lazily against a broad, strong chest, Tsunade eyes slightly unfocused as she gazed at the starry sky and moonlight outside the open window.

"I only saw it when I was a child, in my Great-Grandfather's arms. I've never seen it again. The world of ninjas is really exhausting."

"Yes, let's be unrestrained for a while. Tonight, there are no Senju or Uchiha, only you and me."

The shampoo smelled wonderful; he didn't know what kind it was, but it really smelled amazing. It was also the first time he'd ever been able to handle it so freely.

Her delicate hands, adorned with red nail polish, were being played with. This time, Tsunade let go of everything and nestled in a man's arms, murmuring to herself, "I never thought I'd snag such a Puppy."

"Am I being a kept man?"

Both of them are competitive and unwilling to admit defeat, but they are also both intelligent.

Therefore, both sides chose to remain silent. Their identities carried countless honors, but also their own pressures and missions, so they both chose to reveal their bottom lines.

But the two of them seemed to be in perfect sync, neither of them getting angry.

Uchiha Yoru Yomi also showed a relaxed expression. This time he was truly relaxed. Ever since the Nine-Tails' Rampage, his heart had been on edge, and he had never relaxed even for a moment. This was the first time he had felt so relaxed.

He's human, he gets tired too, but Tsunade gives him a different feeling because they're both intelligent people.

Similarly, Uchiha Yoru's philosophy was never based on conspiracies and tricks, but on upright and aboveboard strategies.

For example, if Tsunade were really taken hostage, would he do this? Yes!

Because he knew that if he went against his own heart, his beliefs would collapse, and he would lose himself.

Looking at the vast Tsunade suddenly burst into a bright smile, as if struck by a sudden thought. "I never imagined that the most serious observation of the stars and the moon I've ever had since growing up would be through a window."

Indeed, the two of them nestled together on the tatami mat, gazing at the starry sky through the small window, a scene that seemed both amusing and heartwarming.

Looking at the way he held her in his arms, seemingly unwilling to be separated for even a moment, a hint of sadness flashed in her eyes.

She carried too much on her shoulders—the responsibility of the Senju, the responsibility of the Sannin, and the belief of her Great-Grandfather, Second Grandfather, and Nawaki in protecting the village. She dared not easily reveal her emotions.

Overwhelmed with guilt, Tsunade slowly turned her head, her warm, jade-like hands gently embracing the embrace that had brought her warmth and comfort for so many years.

With her hands, painted with red nail polish, caressing herself haphazardly, Uchiha Yoru squinted her eyes, completely displaying the composure of a virtuous man who could remain unmoved even with a woman in his arms.

How can one accomplish great things without perseverance!

Despite the various temptations, and even the lewd atmosphere and embarrassing sounds in the room, Uchiha Yoru still couldn't control his desires and impulses.

Men can be lustful, but men who achieve great things must learn to control their desires.

Her clothes were disheveled, and two pairs of black high heels were carelessly tossed aside. Her delicate, jade-like toes were painted with red nail polish, giving her a youthful air that prompted Uchiha Yoru to quickly change the subject.

"Such beautiful feet, it's a shame they're not wearing stockings. Also, your high heels are a bit outdated; try Stiletto heel some stilettos tomorrow. And with such beautiful feet and legs, you should definitely wear stockings."

Pfft~ Pfft~

Under Uchiha Yoru's teasing and playful teasing, Tsunade was filled with anger. This brat was really troublesome; his willpower was so strong—what was this?

Can't you just cooperate and stop here once it's light?

Uchiha Yoru, however, remained motionless, gritting his teeth. He wouldn't budge no matter what!

He can still tell the difference between being full at one meal and being full at every other meal.

As the old saying goes, "A small act of impatience can ruin a great plan." Success requires effort; no one succeeds easily.

And his goal is the entire universe!

He can't hold back now, but if he does something in the future, he'll probably end up either being enemies or siding with neither side if they meet again. He's not stupid.

As dawn broke, only traces of disorder remained inside the hotel.

As sunlight streamed in, Uchiha Yoru breathed a sigh of relief, a relaxed expression appearing on his face as he looked at the empty room and the lingering scent in the air.

"Looks like I should go too."

Thinking back to last night, he shook his head with a headache, "As expected, a mature Tsunade is extraordinary; I almost couldn't control myself."

He didn't know what would happen if he had crossed the line last night, but he was afraid their relationship would never be the same again. So he kept himself in check.

Under the sunlight, outside the town gates, a figure walked proudly outwards.

Sizzle~

An ice pop spun back and forth in the air, and the usually dashing Tsunade was unusually rubbing her aching cheeks. For some reason, a nauseating smell kept lingering in her mouth, which immediately made her look annoyed.

"Damn brat, he's so troublesome."

With a bang, the Summoning Beast Slug appeared, along with the long-absent Shizune.

Upon seeing the dashing Tsunade, Shizune immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Lady Tsunade, it's been a long time."

This was the first time she had been separated from Tsunade, and as a sensitive woman, Shizune's eyes were filled with indescribable emotions.

"Long time no see Shizune."

Seeing that Lady Tsunade hadn't gotten angry for the first time, Shizune was taken aback. She then looked up and asked in confusion, "Lady Tsunade, what's wrong with your voice? Is your throat sore?"

Upon hearing this, Tsunade's eyes flashed with embarrassment, and she cursed inwardly, "Damn brat, you've made my throat uncomfortable and my voice is hoarse."

"Shizune, this is for you, put it on."

A set of clothes was thrown at her. Only then did Shizune look up and notice Lady Tsunade. Her face showed shock. Clutching the thrown clothes, she exclaimed in astonishment, "Lady Tsunade! You! You!"

What's wrong with me?

Tsunade looked at Shizune with some suspicion, while Shizune exclaimed, "Lady Tsunade, your clothes!"

"So beautiful." The last two words Shizune in a hushed tone, a hint of envy flashing involuntarily in her eyes.

Tsunade looked completely different from before, her once somewhat old-fashioned green robe replaced by a loose and exquisite kimono.

The white kimono was adorned with hexagonal plum blossoms, and the wide sleeves were trimmed with red thorns, also featuring hexagonal plum blossom patterns. A snow-white, fluffy shawl draped over her proud neck and shoulders.

Her long, golden hair flew in the wind, and her golden eyes shone brightly. If Tsunade was once dashing and heroic, now she exuded an aura of nobility.

She was like a noble empress, exuding a powerful aura, especially with her innate arrogance and aristocratic demeanor.

And on her feet, the old-fashioned black high heels were gone, replaced by a pair of Crystal fish-mouth platform heels stilettos, elegant and exuding nobility. The crystal ribbons on the high heels wrapped around her calves, adding a touch of luxury.

"Lady Tsunade, are you wearing stockings?"

The ninja's keen observation immediately caught Shizune's attention, as if to say, "Lady Tsunade, didn't you used to hate this troublesome thing the most?"

"How is it? I think my outfit looks pretty good."

Facing Shizune, the mature Tsunade showed no embarrassment whatsoever. Instead, she raised her proud, snow-white neck, turned around gracefully, and asked haughtily, as if to say, "Isn't she beautiful?"

However, the amazement in Shizune's eyes said it all; no woman doesn't love beauty and enjoy being praised.

Looking at Lady Tsunade, who had suddenly changed so much, Shizune was both envious and curious. "Lady Tsunade, your clothes seem a bit loose, but the material and workmanship, especially this white shawl, it's from Snow Fox, isn't it? Did you rob some nobles, Lady Tsunade?"

She has always lived frugally, but today she has suddenly changed so much. Moreover, Shizune has been with Tsunade and has seen a lot. In addition, women have a natural obsession with clothing, so she can naturally tell the value of the material at a glance.

"Lady Tsunade, why do you have an extra sword at your waist? Don't you not use ninja swords?"

Under Shizune's envious and amazed gaze, and with her constant questioning, Tsunade vanity overflowing, suddenly revealed a giggling smile reminiscent of her teenage years.

"It's normal for the clothes to be a bit big. After all, kimonos are meant to be loose. Besides, I'm wearing such high heels, so naturally the clothes will be a bit big. But I'll have to trouble you, Shizune, to help me tighten them up and alter them later."

It's obvious that Tsunade wasn't unskilled at female workers; she simply didn't know how at all.

At this moment, Shizune looked at Tsunade, whose appearance had changed drastically, and the envy she showed was genuine; she had an innate obsession with beautiful women.

Especially when it comes to a woman's beauty, the stunning sight made Tsunade curl into a smile, and her face lit up with a radiant grin. She secretly thought to herself, "It seems that kid has quite a discerning eye."

"Lady Tsunade, you're more like a noblewoman than a noblewoman now. You're practically a princess of the Land of Fire! No! You should be a female daimyo."

Seeing Shizune's flattery, Tsunade chuckled, annoyed, "Shizune, I've prepared some clothes for you to change into. Let's go."

At this moment, Shizune realized that she also had clothes made of precious materials. Compared to Tsunade, these clothes were obviously ordinary. Therefore, Uchiha Yoru chose a tight-fitting protective outfit.

The black bodysuit, along with the exquisite armor on top and the slit design at the bottom, along with the delicate black high heels and stockings, left Shizune completely stunned.

"Lady Tsunade, are we really going to wear these clothes? Isn't it a bit too formal?"

"What's so solemn about it? This time, I'm visiting the Land of Water on behalf of the Princess of the Land of Fire."

Tsunade smiled proudly, clearly satisfied with her outfit for this trip. This kid really is rich, and truly generous.

Upon hearing this, Shizune suddenly realized that she was going to visit the Land of Water as the Princess of the Land of Fire. No wonder she needed to dress so formally.