Morning.
Clattering rang out from the living room, disturbing pleasant dreams.
Tsunade irritably pressed her wrist against her forehead, squinting at the morning light streaming in through the window.
Another day...
A plump, fair leg stretched out from beneath the blanket, its toenails painted red, and deftly pushed open the window. Cool light and wind rushed into the bedroom, slowly dispersing the haze of sleep from her mind.
Wearing a thin nightgown, Tsunade walked out of the bedroom and spotted Shizune hurrying about, presumably making breakfast.
"Lady Tsunade, you're awake."
"Mm." Tsunade responded lazily and was about to head to the bathroom.
"His Majesty is here." After saying this, Shizune returned to the kitchen, leaving the living room to Shin and Tsunade.
"..."
Tsunade abruptly stopped, then widened her eyes and looked toward the living room, only to discover an additional figure there.
"Morning." He even greeted her with a smile.
"..."
Tsunade's expression instantly turned cold. She had barely seen him lately and had gradually adapted to life here, but whenever she thought of the humiliation he had inflicted on her, her teeth itched with hatred.
At first, she had considered escaping, but quickly realized that such thoughts were nothing but wishful thinking. This Hyuga Shin was extremely powerful—perhaps... no, certainly stronger than Uchiha Madara.
Konoha's Sunlight Tower and the Justice Deity outside both made her feel utterly powerless, as though she were trapped in a prison.
Not seeing him for so many days in a row had made Tsunade feel a little better. If that bastard didn't exist, everything about this world would have been rather nice.
But there was no such if. That bastard had come again. Was he here to humiliate her again...
Tsunade clenched her fists. She was not a woman to be toyed with