Tsunade's Teaching?

Her ample curves, spread out beneath the light, were dazzling. Dongfang Mao couldn't help taking a couple of extra looks.

Dongfang Mao's gaze was perfectly open, without the slightest attempt to hide it. Tsunade noticed at once.

Feeling that unabashed stare from behind her, Tsunade gave a quiet snort. Her red lips curled into a smug smile, and a peculiar sense of satisfaction stirred within her.

But the next moment, she felt a little embarrassed. The brat could at least be more discreet when sneaking a look. That unabashed stare made her feel a little flustered.

Then she remembered what had happened earlier, and a nameless anger flared up again.

Her eyes shifted as an idea came to Tsunade. Since the brat claimed he'd never been to a place like that, she'd test him herself.

Just then, the innkeeper at the front desk had gone to fetch the key. With no one else around, Tsunade tugged at her collar, revealing a dazzling glimpse of pale skin and a deep, plunging cleavage. Then she covered her mouth and yawned.

"Ha! It's so hot, and I haven't bathed in ages. I'm definitely going to enjoy a nice hot bath later..."

As she spoke, she looked at Dongfang Mao, wearing the gentle smile of a kind older sister.

"Mao, want to bathe with me later? I can scrub your back. I hear it helps bring people closer~"

"Hm?"

Dongfang Mao blinked in surprise. That was an option?

"Is that okay? Then I'll leave it to you, Tsunade."

"Of course... not!"

The next second, Tsunade's gentle smile vanished, leaving her expressionless. She brought a sharp chop down on Dongfang Mao's head.

"Ow!"

Dongfang Mao yelped, baring his teeth in pain.

But there wasn't a trace of sympathy in Tsunade's eyes. She even reached out coldly, grabbed Dongfang Mao by the ear, and said ominously,

"You little pervert, how could you agree so readily? You must have been there plenty of times! And you still dare claim you've never been to a place like that!"

Dongfang Mao hurriedly gave an awkward laugh and explained,

"I've heard a little, that's all. I just overheard the guys chatting about it and got curious. I thought you were going to teach me just now, Tsunade!"

"Me, teach you? You've got some nerve..."

Tsunade started to reply without thinking, but suddenly realized something and stopped. Her expression turned serious.

She decided this really was something she needed to take seriously. Dongfang Mao needed proper guidance.

If she left him to his own devices, he might eventually head down a path she didn't want to see him take...

Like that guy who was always bent over with his butt in the air at the entrance to the women's bath, studying his "research material."

He'd been caught several times and beaten black and blue by a whole crowd, yet he still wouldn't change. It was a real headache.

Tsunade didn't want Dongfang Mao to turn out like that.

"I really do need to give you a proper lesson."

At Tsunade's words, it was Dongfang Mao's turn to stare blankly.

She really meant to teach him?

Dongfang Mao suddenly wanted to raise his hand and say that he'd already figured it all out on his own. But seeing Tsunade's serious expression, he didn't dare speak up.

Just then, the innkeeper returned with the key. Tsunade snatched it up and grabbed Dongfang Mao by the collar.

That eager?

Dongfang Mao was caught off guard.

"Wait...I'm not ready yet..."

But before he could finish, Tsunade had already hauled him forward, making him stumble.

Only when the door slammed shut did Dongfang Mao come to his senses. He found himself in a room filled with the faint scent of sandalwood.

Was it starting?

He might never have eaten pork, but he'd seen pigs run. He knew how many people grew old, staring at women and shedding empty tears.

Online, one after another, they had more resentment than Sadako.

So in this life, for the sake of his health, he'd planned to wait until he was eighteen before letting loose.

But now, it seemed there was no turning back.

It looked like everything would come to an end today.

Dongfang Mao couldn't help taking a deep breath. He was already beginning to accept reality.

But then his gaze shifted, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

He pointed at Shizune beside them and asked,

"Tsunade, with Shizune here, this isn't really appropriate, is it?"

Tsunade raised an eyebrow.

"What's inappropriate about it? Shizune can stay and learn along with you."

Dongfang Mao was taken aback, then began to wonder to himself.

He wasn't sure if having a little girl watch from the side would affect his performance.

"Enough stalling. We're starting now."

So fast!

Dongfang Mao sighed inwardly, then reluctantly reached for his belt.

Just as he was about to undo it, he realized that something about Tsunade's movements seemed off.

She took the backpack from Shizune, then pulled out...a book?

Dongfang Mao's expression tightened, and his hand froze in midair.

Tsunade took his hand and led him to sit on the edge of the bed. Under Dongfang Mao's stunned gaze, she opened the book, pointed to its contents, and said solemnly,

"Mao, tonight I'm going to teach you the difference between boys and girls."

Hearing that, Dongfang Mao's heart finally sank for good.

The next day.

Dongfang Mao had faint dark circles under his eyes.

Tsunade had dragged him into a dry biology lesson with no illustrations the night before, and he really couldn't take it. He'd been so gloomy that he barely slept.

He couldn't be bothered to go through the hassle of going out, so he handed some money to Yasuke, who had arrived at the inn early that morning, and sent them off to buy provisions. Then he returned to his room, intending to work on the ninjutsu training he'd put aside while traveling.

Tsunade had already sorted some basic introductory ninjutsu and handed them over to him.

Among them was a chakra refinement technique unique to the Senju Clan.

Basic chakra refinement techniques like this were already highly developed in the Ninja World. What mattered more was a ninja's understanding of ninjutsu and physical aptitude.

However, great clans like the Senju had ample resources. They could adapt and revise chakra refinement techniques to suit their own members' physiques, making them a better fit for the clan.

Although they weren't so effective as to bring about a qualitative change compared with ordinary versions,

they did offer some improvement to training speed, and chakra flowed through the body more quickly and smoothly. That was one of the advantages of having the backing of a great clan.

"Draw on the life energy contained in the body's cells and the spiritual energy developed through training. Combine the two using Hand Seals to form chakra..."

At that moment, Dongfang Mao sat cross-legged on the bed and slowly closed his eyes, silently reciting the words he remembered clearly.

At the same time, his hands formed Hand Seals rapidly in front of his chest, his movements smooth and fluid.

It was the result of practicing whenever he'd had a spare moment over the past few days.

At first, the room was utterly quiet. The only sound was his own breathing.

"Did I get something wrong?"

A hint of doubt crossed his mind, but soon, an unusual sensation quietly welled up from deep in his lower abdomen.

"Boom!"

Like a spark landing in dry tinder, a blazing surge of energy erupted!

It was as if an invisible fire had ignited in his lower abdomen. It was hot but not painful, and it carried a surging vitality.

Before he could react, the heat swept through his whole body like wildfire. His blood, muscles, bones—every inch of him trembled and resonated!

At the same time, deep within his mind, a cool and boundless force began to surge, like a lake dormant for years that had suddenly been stirred.