Naruto: Extreme Bloodline Limit

"It'll be over soon. Bear with it. Good girl, listen to me."

After everything was over, Tsunade leaned against a tree trunk with a dissatisfied look on her face. Ronglin wore a wicked grin, earning himself one roll of Tsunade's eyes after another. At that moment, Tsunade's cheeks were flushed, and on her fair face were two small raised bumps, with very obvious fingernail marks on them.

"Speaking of which, you don't even blink in battle, but now you're actually afraid of pain?"

Ronglin just had to bring up the sore spot. Tsunade's phoenix eyes widened, and she silently raised a hand to pinch him hard on the back. "What are you doing?!"

Completely unprepared, Ronglin sprang straight up from the ground, while Tsunade said as if it were only natural:

"Aren't you supposed to not be afraid of pain either?"

"How is squeezing pimples the same as pinching the soft flesh at someone's waist?!"

Ronglin was speechless. This woman was simply repaying kindness with enmity. He had kindly helped her out, yet she took revenge on him like this.

Ronglin was not some freak like the Third Raikage, who even dared to go head-to-head with tailed beasts. If someone suddenly pinched him at the waist and even twisted hard, it would still hurt enough to make him bare his teeth.

Sometimes, Ronglin even maliciously wondered whether a badass figure like the Third Raikage would have booming business if he became a male escort, with countless lonely married women crying and screaming to keep him.

With a freakish body like his, even a kunai could hardly leave a mark on him, so he probably would not feel anything at all. He would forever be a real man. What "five-second real man"? That was pathetically weak. He was what you called