Unable to Quit Older Women, My Long-Harbored Feelings for Tsunade

Upon hearing this, Tsunade tried to recall that rainy afternoon twenty years ago, but found that her memory was already somewhat hazy.

The rain was heavy, lasting from morning until afternoon. I only remember feeling a vague unease in my heart on that dark afternoon, a feeling of ambiguity rising but gradually being extinguished.

God knows why I was so swayed back then, but it just so happened that I met such an interesting person during the lowest point of my life. We clicked in everything, as if we had known each other for a long time.

It's a lie to say I don't care, and it's a lie to say I'm not preoccupied.

There wasn't enough time to react; the person had already vanished, and the next time they met was twenty years later. The other person had become a child, just as cheeky as ever.

She didn't know if this was a good thing or a bad thing. Sometimes, not being able to remember things clearly was a blessing in disguise, because remembering them too clearly made her unhappy.

"I don't remember."

"You remember."

"How could I remember such a trivial thing? It was just a prank by a kid twenty years ago," Tsunade.

For some reason, or perhaps it's a time filter, when Tsunade, back to her twenties, crossed her arms and adopted that "I'm the best in the world" attitude, she actually became somewhat... cute?

Naruto gasped. He suddenly realized that although the Tsunade in front of him was still the familiar Tsunade, her body had indeed returned to the age of eighteen, inside and out.

Even though the tone and manner of speaking haven't changed, the voice sounds younger.

While the Hundred Healings Jutsu can bring Tsunade's body to life, it cannot change her voice, and her eyes will gradually change as she ages.

A person's change often begins with their eyes.

Whether experiencing joy or despair, repeated emotional ups and downs can change a person, and the most direct way to show this change is through their eyes.

Although Tsunade's eyes were not wrinkled before, her gaze was slightly numb, a characteristic of long-term churning pain and self-torture after trauma.

She could never get over that hurdle, so she could never let go of it in her entire life.

The war gave her the title of one of the Legendary Sannin, but it also took away everything precious from her life, leaving only her hands covered in bloody battle scars.

Some things in life vanish in an instant. And some things miraculously return to the distant past in a single moment.

"You're about eighteen now. Do you remember, I didn't come looking for you back then?" Naruto said in one breath. "I thought we would never see each other again, and I also thought the Dragon Vein would correct the timeline."

"What do you mean by 'correction'?" Tsunade asked.

"That's right." He wanted to explain, but suddenly realized that explaining would only make things worse, and that correcting it meant he hadn't taken his encounter with Tsunade seriously at all.

Instead, they participate with the mentality of gamers, acting recklessly with the idea that no matter how they play, it won't change the future in the end.

If I really said that, it would feel like I was going to turn my back on you after I'd already done my work.

"That's not important. In short, I deeply regret it, even though I still managed to return through the Dragon Vein." Naruto didn't want to explain any further. "But I still have to say something, even if Lord Tsunade is angry, I still have to say it."

Tsunade lowered her eyes and glanced at him.

"Lord Tsunade! Actually..." He took a deep breath and shouted.

"Naruto Uzumaki, are you out of your mind?" Teuchi him. "You don't have feelings for me, do you? Believe me, I'll twist your head off!"

"Twist it if you want, it doesn't matter." Naruto was actually thinking that if he couldn't beat them, he could always run away. He'd take a gamble, try his luck, and maybe he'd turn a bicycle into a truck.

"I've always liked Lord Tsunade, and I'll tell you even if you beat me to death."

"What's the point of saying all this?" Tsunade's expression was somewhat fierce, as if she was already angry, and the warning couldn't be clearer. "There are many kinds of liking, don't get them mixed up."

"I know there are many kinds of liking, but I've never doubted that it's this kind of liking." Naruto paused for a second, then met Tsunade's gaze directly without flinching.

"If I like something, I'll always like it, no matter what. I didn't dare to say it before because the gap between us was too big, both in age and ability."

"If you can't change everything, just keep it in your heart. That's what I originally thought too. But things are different now. Lord Tsunade, you've returned to your eighteen-year-old self."

"Huh?" Tsunade on her hips, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, the fire whistling and occasionally sparking. "What do you mean? You think you're all grown up now?"

Although she has returned to the age of eighteen, her momentum remains undiminished, though she looks somewhat young.

In short, no matter what Tsunade said, her appearance as a young girl of sixteen or eighteen was not frightening at all. Despite being a genuine eighteen-year-old girl, she spoke with the air of a senior and acted with the authority of an elder.

I don't know why, but I feel inexplicably guilty.

It's not just that their wings have hardened.

"Lord Tsunade, I don't know how to say it. Anyway, no matter what, I finally get to tell the truth," Naruto. "If I don't say it today, I won't have another chance."

"No chance? What are you going to do?" Tsunade; her chest was a little small, which made her feel somewhat depressed.

"Don't worry about that. When I said 'like,' I meant it in that sense, nothing more." Naruto knew he had to be clear now.

Otherwise, this opportunity will be lost forever. If Tsunade disappears again, finding her will be extremely difficult. Tsunade is different from others; if she doesn't lower herself to cling to him, there will be no future for her.

"I don't know, are you done talking now?" Tsunade took a deep breath. "If you're done talking, you can go now. I've received your expression of liking me. Okay, thank you for your liking."

"I'm not sleepy, and I don't want to leave," Naruto continued shamelessly.

"What exactly do you want?" Tsunade lifted her eyes and stared at him. "You can't expect me to act like an eighteen-year-old girl, without any inhibitions, can you?"

"Why not?" Naruto asked hesitantly. "Lord Tsunade, you're an eighteen-year-old girl now. If you don't believe me, I can..."

"No need, so what exactly are you trying to say?" she asked, taking a deep breath.

"I want to know your feelings. I want a hug, I want a kiss. I don't believe you don't feel anything at all." Naruto's eyes were firm, as if he had made up his mind about this.

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Tsunade was startled. Her heart, which had been dormant for a long time, suddenly skipped a beat. She couldn't remember the last time she had heard such blunt words.

The blood surging through my veins, my youthful body, is constantly screaming for pleasure. My heart seems to lighten, and the mere sound of hugs and kisses makes my body burn.

"I said... I want to be with you." Naruto swallowed and moved closer to her little by little.

"Don't do anything reckless, I'm warning you, Naruto Uzumaki, calm down." Tsunade retreated step by step, her body visibly stiff.

"Do you know what you're doing? I'm the Fifth Hokage, are you insane?"

"I know, Fifth Hokage, I know what I'm doing!" Naruto had been planning this for a long time, and as he approached little by little, his voice inevitably trembled slightly.

Tsunade became even more nervous. Her mind clearly wanted to dodge, something that should have been an easy task. But her body wouldn't obey her commands, as if it were being controlled.

She could only watch as Naruto defied his authority and bullied her with impunity, his face growing ever larger before her eyes.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and turned his head to kiss her deeply. Her lips were soft and supple, carrying the faint, unique fragrance of a young girl.

More tomorrow