It's Good to Have You

Watanabe obediently dispelled the Spirit Transformation Technique. He didn't tell Tsunade that the more his soul was damaged, the stronger he became.

Karma Reversal was his biggest secret.

"You've only just mastered the Spirit Transformation Technique. You can't use it carelessly until you're completely familiar with it. Keep strengthening your soul and avoid backlash," Tsunade instructed him.

"Understood, I know what I'm doing."

Watanabe felt Tsunade treated him like a little brother. In terms of actual age, Tsunade was just a loli in his eyes, and he didn't need her to remind him of these things.

"Also..." Tsunade paused, glancing to the side. "You're not allowed to use this move on other girls from now on."

Watanabe was confused. "Why?"

"Just don't use it! Why so many questions!" Tsunade hid her blushing face with a fierce tone.

Watanabe meekly agreed.

You have a small chest, so everything you say is right.

With Watanabe's affirmative reply, Tsunade was satisfied. She then glanced at the clock on the wall; it was past nine. She slowly got off the sofa.

"I'm going home."

"I'll take you," Watanabe offered enthusiastically.

He had invited Tsunade over, and there was no way he would let a girl go home by herself.

Tsunade had been hoping he would offer, so she didn't refuse.

It was the beginning of Konoha's nightlife. Neon lights flickered on the streets, and many young couples walked hand-in-hand on dates, looking intimate and sweet.

Watanabe noticed a girl happily drinking from a milk cup. An idea struck him. "Tsunade, wait for me a moment."

Tsunade was still recalling the feeling of being possessed by Watanabe, feeling both shy and embarrassed. She looked confused as Watanabe ran to a nearby milk tea shop and returned with a cup of milk tea.

"Here."

Watanabe handed her the milk tea and helped insert the straw.

Tsunade felt a warmth in her heart, thinking Watanabe was quite considerate. She took the milk tea and drank it without thanking him.

By the time Watanabe saw her off at the Senju Clan Compound, she had almost finished the milk tea.

"This is far enough, you can head back now," Tsunade said, waving goodbye.

"Tsunade."

Watanabe suddenly called out to her.

"Hm?"

Tsunade turned to look at him.

Watanabe smiled. "It's great having you! Thank you."

Tsunade: "..."

Why is he suddenly like this?

She was dazzled by Watanabe's smile, let out a soft snort from her small nose, and turned to go home.

However, the curve of her lips betrayed her mood.

But the moment she stepped through her front door, the curve of her lips froze.

Mito and Nawaki appeared before her simultaneously, both staring at her with an interrogative gaze.

"Sis, why have you been coming home so late these past two days? I haven't even seen you!" Nawaki questioned angrily.

"Were you busy with something?" Mito's tone was gentler and more accommodating.

"Nothing much," Tsunade replied evasively. "Watanabe asked me to help him train. Since we're classmates, I just lent him a hand."

Nawaki was suspicious. "Who's Watanabe?"

Mito reminded him, "The boy who came to our house the day before yesterday."

Nawaki suddenly realized. "Oh, so it was him!"

He had always felt that any boy his sister brought home must be extraordinary. Now, it seemed his intuition was correct.

"Are you and Watanabe very close?" Mito asked.

Tsunade stammered, "We're getting a bit closer, I guess. We're classmates, after all."

Seeing her granddaughter's demeanor, Mito understood her feelings immediately.

In the past Warring States period, the average lifespan was thirty years, and most people married and started their careers by thirteen or fourteen. Tsunade was no longer young.

Thinking this, Mito sighed. "Even if it's for training, you didn't have to give away the Ninjutsu scroll left by your great-granduncle."

Tsunade: "..."

Was she discovered?

Or did Inuzuka Kiba rat me out?

Her face flushed red, like a gambler caught cheating, she was speechless.

"Next time, I'll invite Watanabe over for a proper meal. We didn't talk much last time," Mito said.

Tsunade understood her grandmother wanted to observe him, and vaguely agreed, "Okay... we'll see."

Nawaki blinked in surprise. "Huh?"

She still wanted to bring him home?

The last time he was brought home, his sister was gone from home every day. If she brought him home again, would he still see his sister in the future?

"Tsunade has helped me so much. I must repay her well in the future!"

On the way home, Watanabe decided.

Inuzuka Kiba was right. His initial intentions in approaching Tsunade were indeed impure; he only hoped to spar with her daily. But after these two days together, he had received immense kindness from Tsunade and was extremely grateful.

Watanabe had a strong moral compass: repay kindness with kindness and seek revenge for grievances. Since Tsunade had been so good to him, he naturally had to repay her.

But then he thought, with Tsunade's status and position, she lacked nothing. She might even become the Fourth Hokage of Konoha in the future. What could a commoner like him possibly repay Tsunade with?

Being able to return the sixty thousand Ryo to Tsunade was probably the greatest repayment he could offer.

Thinking about the debt, Watanabe suddenly felt a sharp pain in his teeth, letting out a hiss.

That night, he lay in bed, refining his proficiency with the Spirit Transformation Technique. He floated around the house in his soul form, experiencing the perspective of a ghost.

[Soul Trauma: Spirit Strength (Mental Power) +2, +2, +2...]

Increasing his Spirit Strength would allow Watanabe to adapt to the Spirit Transformation Technique faster. Furthermore, if his Spirit Strength was strong enough, invading others' mental worlds in the future would become much easier, allowing him to manipulate their bodies as if playing with toys, without being forcefully expelled.

As for Mental Power, Watanabe felt it could increase his resistance to Illusion Techniques, even though he couldn't be affected by them in the first place.

He practiced until three or four in the morning, reaching a point where he could use the Spirit Transformation Technique effortlessly. He felt completely drained and immediately went to sleep to slightly weaken himself.

The next morning, he walked to school, greeting the bright morning sun, feeling that life was full of hope and beauty.

In the blink of an eye, it was an evening a month later.

In a secluded, hidden grove of trees.

"Pata-pata-pata!"

A boy and a girl were sparring.

To be precise, Watanabe was being beaten unilaterally.

Tsunade's fists rained down like a dense storm, each blow landing heavily on Watanabe. The sounds of impact were heart-stopping.

Watanabe turned into a human punching bag, gritting his teeth as he endured all of Tsunade's attacks. He didn't retreat an inch, constantly looking for opportunities to counter, but Tsunade's footwork was too agile; Watanabe couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes.

"Heavenly Guardian Kick!"

Tsunade cried out, her slender, straight legs lifting high and tensing before smashing heavily onto Watanabe's shoulder.

"Bang!"

Watanabe flew backward, crashing through several tree trunks as he was sent flying over ten meters, kicking up a cloud of dust.

[Attacked: Blood Essence +56, Defense +25, Pain -30...]

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Tsunade panted heavily, her full chest rising and falling. Her pretty face was slick with sweat.