The moment their lips met, the cool night breeze drifting in from outside was swallowed up by the warmth inside the tent.
Tsunade's body stiffened. She raised a hand to Hyuga Ichiro's chest, but didn't push him away.
She was beginning to get used to the man's brazen advances.
"Mm~" Tsunade couldn't help making a soft sound. Her weary face flushed, her skin glowing as she became utterly alluring.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and let herself relax completely.
With her full, mature figure, she was at the age when a squeeze could draw out water. Now that she had accepted him both physically and emotionally, she found herself longing for Hyuga Ichiro, too.
Honestly, Tsunade quite liked the man in front of her.
He was reliable, young, handsome, and cheerful. What woman wouldn't like a man like that?
Most importantly, she could feel him for herself, feel the love in him that wanted to melt her completely.
Tsunade tilted her head back and held the back of the man's head against her chest, her thoughts growing hazy.
An Uchiha who had awakened his Mangekyō Sharingan because of you—he probably loved you very, very much.
The Land of Lightning's fortress camp, with the moon high overhead.
Looking at the round, full mounds he'd completely messed up, Hyuga Ichiro collapsed beside the woman, utterly exhausted but blissfully satisfied, as if he'd found the ultimate meaning of life.
He panted heavily, curious about what kind of monstrous constitution Tsunade had.
How could her eyes still be as bright as a tigress's after several rounds, while her energy only seemed to grow?
If he didn't have the golden physique trait [Tailed Beast Level Chakra] boosting him, Hyuga Ichiro wouldn't have stood a chance against her.
Tsunade sniffed, then immediately turned her