"Hyuga Kazuya?" Tsunade asked uncertainly.
"Tsunade, you're amazing!"
Jiraiya gave Tsunade a thumbs-up, his face full of admiration.
"Don't move. I'm treating you!"
"Ow, ow. I won't move, I won't move."
Jiraiya was a little embarrassed, then stopped fidgeting and calmly accepted the treatment.
"Isn't he Minato's disciple? Hyuga Kazuya is that strong?"
Before Tsunade, Jiraiya no longer hid his feelings and spoke with a face full of envy.
"He is. I found it unbelievable at first too, but he really isn't weak. And he's so young."
He seemed to be imagining what it would be like if he had possessed such strength at thirteen or fourteen.
Wouldn't winning over Tsunade be a piece of cake?
"What are you thinking about?"
Tsunade's expression turned cold. Perhaps she had sensed something, for she spoke displeasedly.
"N-No, nothing."
Jiraiya looked slightly flustered. In that brief moment, he had already thought of what he and Tsunade's child would be called.
Seeing Jiraiya's expression, Tsunade did not need to think to know that he was imagining some nonsense again.
She instinctively wanted to punch him.
But when she saw the wounds already covering Jiraiya's body,
she rationally suppressed her anger.
She quickly continued treating Jiraiya.
"All right, you're fine now."
Tsunade stood up, then went to the washroom to wash her hands.
By the time Tsunade came back out, Jiraiya had already straightened his clothes and regained the bearing of the Gallant Jiraiya.
Tsunade still could not suppress her curiosity.
"Is Hyuga Kazuya really as strong as you say?"
Jiraiya answered seriously.
"Yes, very strong. Although he lacks combat experience, if I had to assign his strength a rank..."
He fell silent for a moment, seemingly considering what rank would be appropriate.
"Close to the Kage of each village."
"So if he makes up