"Then don't do that! Don't say such lewd things with such a straight face!" Shizune shouted at Chen Fan, covering her butt with her hands. She could still feel the lingering warmth; this was the first time in her life a man had taken advantage of her.
"Hey, I was just speaking from the heart!" Chen Fan said.
"Even if it's from the heart, you're not allowed to say it!" Shizune shouted at Chen Fan, her face flushed red. Then she clenched her fists and charged at him again, only for Chen Fan to keep taking advantage of her. Her whole body felt warm, and her face was red—whether from exhaustion, anger, or both, she did not know—as she panted and stared at Chen Fan.
"Why? Why can't I hit you?" Shizune asked Chen Fan.
Chen Fan broke into a cold sweat. "Seriously, do I have to let you hit me? With this scrawny body of mine, wouldn't I get sent flying from a single blow? You should just admit defeat."
"Bastard! How could I possibly admit defeat? If I lose, then I'll have to..." Shizune trailed off. Chen Fan wanted a girl to go to his room; what would happen after that was obvious.
Suddenly, Tsunade spoke. "Shizune, admit defeat. You're no match for him." Her eyes remained fixed on Chen Fan.
Shizune looked anxiously at Tsunade. "Lord Tsunade, I haven't used any ninjutsu yet. If I use ninjutsu, I can definitely defeat him."
Tsunade shook her head at Shizune. "Even if you use ninjutsu, you might not be able to defeat him. He touched you every time just now, but what if he had been holding a kunai? What would the result have been?"
Only then did Shizune realize that if Chen Fan had truly been holding a