Behold My Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Scatterhands...

"I'm so thirsty..."

Tsunade stumbled out of the bath.

Unlike the others, who still had some presence of mind to tease Wuye, she was truly dead drunk.

Now, guided only by instinct, she went looking for water. The bright enamel kettle failed to catch her eye, but the glass bottle in the cabinet did.

"This... looks like Wuye's?"

She staggered over and picked it up, popping the cap with a practiced flick.

"What belongs to a disciple belongs to the teacher... So... what belongs to Wuye belongs to me... Mm, I'll drink it."

She gulped it down. Its rich, fragrant taste spread through her limbs, drawing a satisfied moan from Tsunade. "Delicious!"

"Tastes good. Next time... next time I'll ask Wuye for... a few bottles..."

She put the empty bottle back in the cabinet, then wandered off and collapsed onto the tatami in a room.

Of course, the potion didn't take effect instantly. It needed time to brew...

"That's why you shouldn't soak in a hot spring when you're drunk. The higher temperature speeds up your blood flow, which only makes the drunkenness hit harder."

Wuye gazed at the sleeping figures sprawled around the hot spring. He'd enjoyed quite a sight, but now he was rubbing his temples in dismay.

"What do I do now? Just leave them leaning all over the edge of the pool? What if they slip in and drown..."

"I wonder where Tsunade went..."

With a splash, he got out of the water. First, he picked up a female medic who'd been asking him to examine her body just moments ago, found an empty room, and carried her in.

Then he picked up two petite women, one under each arm, and carried them to another room. He laid them down facing each other so they could fall asleep in each other's arms.

As for the long-legged group, he'd let them sleep with their legs tangled together...

The busty group could sleep head to head...

At last, he'd finished and carried them all inside. Hyuga Wuye wiped the sweat from his brow and panted lightly.

It wasn't from exhaustion. He'd just gotten a little hot from all the rubbing...

If he weren't so young, if he weren't thinking about the long-term future, if he weren't saving himself for his wives... this would have been one wild night!

And one where no one could hold him responsible...

"This is way too much of a test of character..."

Hyuga Wuye rubbed his cheek and sat at the edge of the hot spring, propping his chin on his hand with his feet in the water.

"They've filled every room. Where am I supposed to sleep? Do I have to share a room with Tsunade?"

He felt tempted, but also a little worried.

"What if I accidentally touch something in the night and she punches me?"

Jiraiya had broken four ribs. With my scrawny body...

Wuye shuddered. "Forget it. I'll make do in the changing room tonight..."

"Splash!"

Just then, a sound came from inside the building.

Wuye immediately got up and went in. Tsunade, her clothes hanging loose, was sitting on the floor with a teapot in her hands, gulping away.

Before long, the teapot was empty. She tossed it onto the floor with a clatter.

"What's wrong?"

Only then did Wuye get a good look at Tsunade, and he was startled.

Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes unfocused and moist. Even the skin exposed beneath her clothes had turned a rosy pink, and she radiated fragrant heat.

Why did she look like she'd been boiled...

"I..."

At the sound of his voice, Tsunade's confused gaze lifted. "Hot... so hot... unbearably... hot..."

As she spoke, she suddenly yanked off her towel and threw it several feet away.

Hyuga Wuye: "..."

What was this supposed to be? They weren't that close. She couldn't just go baring her chest like that!

"Ah... that feels nice..."

Watching Tsunade roll around on the cool floor, her skin pale and bare, Hyuga Wuye was completely stunned.

"What's going on?"

He walked over, both amused and helpless, picked up the towel, then crouched and covered Tsunade's bare back. She was lying face down. "Let me help you back to your room so you can sleep?"

"Mm..."

He wrapped the towel around her waist and lifted her. He couldn't help brushing against a few indescribable places, but Wuye's attention was caught by Tsunade's sudden, catlike whimper. For a moment, he didn't notice anything else.

"Mm..."

Tsunade let out a soft, ambiguous moan. Her hazy eyes suddenly met Wuye's.

Following her instincts, she brought her flushed face closer and gently sniffed at his neck, like... a cat that had caught the scent of something fishy.

"Awroo..."

When Tsunade's red lips pressed against his neck, Wuye froze.

His heart pounded wildly. The restraint he'd held onto all night nearly shattered.

But reason prevailed. He pushed Tsunade's head away and said urgently, "Wake up!"

"Mm."

Unfortunately, Tsunade pouted in displeasure, slapped his hand away, and went in for another bite.

"No!"

Wuye pushed her head away again.

"Bang!"

Tsunade seemed to get a little temperamental. Wuye had no idea what was happening when she suddenly shoved him against the wall, pinning both his wrists there.

"Did I just get wall-slammed?"

Wuye's head was full of questions... What kind of sudden plot twist was this?

Just then, the cabinet in the corner of his eye caught his attention.

There, an empty potion bottle seemed to be silently complaining to him.

Really... there wasn't... a single drop left...

Hyuga Wuye was completely dumbfounded. "..."

He clearly remembered the bottle being labeled as a three-person dose!

So this Tsunade in front of him had already been thoroughly intoxicated!

Moist warmth spread along his neck, then to his collarbone, his shoulder, his chin, his cheek...

Hyuga Wuye was going crazy.

Dan... Jiraiya... Uh, and... Nawaki, what should I do right now?

"Bang!"

Hyuga Wuye suddenly burst into action, instantly pinning Tsunade to the floor. He snatched up the towel beside them and tied her hands with it.

Only after he'd finished did he let out a small sigh of relief.

If he weren't so young, if he weren't thinking about long-term happiness, if he weren't...

"It's a good thing you're here today..."

"I can drink as much as I want..."

"I don't have to worry about anyone taking me home..."

Tsunade's earlier words echoed in Wuye's ears. He sighed softly.

Being trusted felt good. He didn't want to ruin that.

Besides, he really was still young, in every sense of the word.

So, figuring out Tsunade's secret to her ample chest was the most important thing...

"Snap!"

Just as Wuye's thoughts began to wander, the towel came loose. In the blink of an eye, Tsunade had pinned him down again and started biting him.

"She's a ninja! When it comes to strength, she can completely overpower me..."

Hyuga Wuye suddenly felt a sense of danger... If Tsunade decided to do something to him, he truly couldn't fight back!

"Sorry, Teacher!"

He drew a large amount of chakra from within himself, and a silvery-white glow spread across his eyes.

"Gentle Fist: Eight Trigrams Sixteen Palms!"

He broke free and sealed sixteen of Tsunade's key acupoints, leaving her limbs limp.

Wuye gritted his teeth and carried Tsunade into the room.

With the Byakugan, he could clearly see Tsunade unconsciously gathering chakra and forcing it against her acupoints.

She was too strong. There was no way Wuye could keep her fully restrained.

"When it comes to dealing with this kind of potion, there's often only one way to calm someone down..."

Wuye pulled Tsunade's towel aside. Just as she was about to break through the acupoint seals and turn the tables on him, he pressed both hands down.

Behold my Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Scatterhands!

"Hah... hah..."

Half an hour later, Wuye stopped, panting heavily.

Tsunade finally lay limp on the tatami.

"Mm."

But moments later, her face flushed again.

"Again?!"

Hyuga Wuye gritted his teeth... Behold my Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Palms!

An hour later, he let out a sigh of relief, drenched in sweat.

Unfortunately, a three-person dose wouldn't wear off so easily...

"Behold my One Hundred and Eight Peak-Ascending Fingers!"

"Behold my Three Hundred and Sixty Strings: Lightly Pinching, Slowly Plucking, Wiping, and Picking!"

"Behold my..."

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