Watch My Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Scatterhands

"So thirsty..."

Tsunade crawled out of the hot spring bath, dazed and confused.

Unlike the others who still harbored a shred of intent to tease Wuye, she was truly too drunk to know anything at all.

Now, relying solely on instinct to find water, she ignored the bright enamel kettle in plain sight, her eyes drawn instead to a glass bottle inside the cabinet.

"This... seems to be Wuye's?"

She wobbled over, picked it up, and popped the cap off with practiced ease.

"What's the disciple's is the teacher's... so... Wuye's is mine... mm, drink."

She gulped it down, and a rich, fragrant warmth spread through her limbs and bones, drawing a comfortable moan from Tsunade: "Delicious!"

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

She tossed the empty bottle back into the cabinet, wandered off in a daze, found a room, and collapsed onto the tatami mats.

The potion, of course, did not take effect instantly; it still needed time to brew...

"Honestly, who gets drunk and then goes to soak in a hot spring? Once the temperature rises, blood flow accelerates, and the drunkenness only becomes more ferocious."

Wuye looked at the drowsy figures filling the hot spring pool, his eyes enjoying the feast while his hand moved to his forehead in a headache.

"What do I do now? Just leave them sprawled around the edge of the pool? What if one of them slips in and drowns..."

"And I don't even know where Tsunade ran off to..."

With a splash, he stood up from the water, first picking up a female physician who had been studying his body just moments before, and threw her into an empty room.

Then, he picked up two petite figures, one in each arm, and deposited them into another room, placing them face-to-face so they would sleep while hugging each other.

As for the long-legged combo, he let them sleep with their legs intertwined...

The spherical combo, he let them sleep top-to-ball...

Finally finished with moving everyone inside, Hyuga Wuye wiped away his sweat, breathing slightly hard.

It wasn't that he was tired; he was just getting a bit hot from all the friction...

If he weren't so young, if it weren't for the sake of his long-term future, and if it weren't for keeping himself chaste for his future wives... this definitely would have been a very chaotic night!

And the kind where he couldn't even be held responsible...

"This is really testing my character..."

Hyuga Wuye rubbed his cheeks, resting his chin on his hands as he sat by the edge of the hot spring, his feet submerged in the water.

"They've occupied all the rooms, so where am I supposed to sleep? Should I go share a room with Tsunade?"

He felt a bit restless, yet also somewhat worried.

"What if I accidentally touch something in the middle of the night and get punched for it?"

"Jiraiya can break four ribs; my small frame..."

Wuye shivered: "Forget it, I'll just make do in the changing room for the night..."

"Thump!"

Just then, a sound came from inside the room.

Wuye immediately stood up and walked in, only to see Tsunade, her clothes hanging loosely, sitting on the floor, clutching a teapot and gulping it down.

But a moment later, the teapot was empty, and she tossed it to the floor with a clatter.

"What's wrong with you?"

Only then did Wuye get a clear look at Tsunade, and he was instantly shocked.

Her cheeks were flushed red, her eyes unfocused and glassy, and even the large expanses of exposed skin were stained a soft, tender pink, radiating a heat that carried a faint fragrance.

Why does she look like she's been boiled...

"I..."

Hearing his voice, Tsunade lifted her hazy gaze: "Hot... so hot... especially... hot..."

As she spoke, she suddenly pulled at her bath towel and tossed it several meters away.

Hyuga Wuye: "..."

What kind of situation is this? Our relationship hasn't reached this point, so don't just go exposing yourself, hey!

"Ah... comfortable..."

Watching Tsunade rolling around, stark white against the cold floor, Hyuga Wuye was completely stunned.

"What on earth is wrong with you?"

He walked over, feeling both exasperated and amused, picked up the towel, squatted down, and covered the back of the prone Tsunade: "Let me help you back to your room to sleep, okay?"

"Mm..."

Wrapping the towel around her waist to lift her up, he inevitably brushed against some indescribable areas, but Wuye's attention was caught by the cat-like nasal sound Tsunade suddenly made, and for a moment, he didn't notice anything else.

"Mm..."

Tsunade suddenly let out a soft moan of unknown meaning, and her dim, unfocused eyes suddenly locked onto Wuye's.

Following instinct, that soft, pink face leaned in, her nose gently sniffing at Wuye's neck, just like... a cat that had caught the scent of fish.

"Awoo..."

When Tsunade's red lips pressed against his neck, Wuye went completely stiff.

His heart hammered wildly, the threshold he had been suppressing all night nearly broken through.

But his reason controlled him to push Tsunade's head away, and he whispered urgently: "Wake up!"

"Woo."

Unfortunately, Tsunade pouted, swatted his hand away with dissatisfaction, and bit down again.

"No!"

Wuye pushed her head away once more.

"Bang!"

Tsunade seemed to have a bit of a temper; before Wuye knew what was happening, he was suddenly pushed against the wall, his wrists pinned by Tsunade.

"I got wall-pinned?"

Wuye was full of question marks... what kind of bizarre plot development is this?

Just then, the corner of his eye finally swept past the cabinet on the wall.

There, an empty medicine bottle sat, silently pouring out its grievances to him.

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

Hyuga Wuye felt completely numb: "..."

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

So, the Tsunade in front of him, she was already cooked through!

Damp, hot breaths spread along his skin, from his neck to his collarbone, to his shoulders, his chin, his cheeks...

Hyuga Wuye was about to go crazy.

Kato Dan... Jiraiya... uh, and Nawaki, may I ask, what should I do right now?

"Bang!"

Hyuga Wuye suddenly erupted, instantly pinning Tsunade to the floor, and quickly grabbed a nearby towel to tie her hands together.

Only after he finished did he exhale a slight sigh of relief.

If he weren't so young, if it weren't for the sake of long-term happiness, if it weren't for...

"It's great that you're here today..."

"You can drink as much as you want..."

"No need to worry about no one sending you home..."

Tsunade's words from earlier echoed in his ears, and Wuye sighed softly.

Being trusted felt good, and he didn't want to destroy that just like that.

Moreover, he was truly small right now, in every sense of the word.

Therefore, analyzing Tsunade's secret to a fuller bust was the most important thing...

"Slap!"

Just as Wuye was lost in thought, the towel was suddenly broken free, and Tsunade almost instantly pinned him to the floor again and started nibbling.

"She's a ninja, after all; in terms of strength, she really can crush me..."

Hyuga Wuye suddenly felt the crisis... if Tsunade wanted to do something to him, he truly couldn't resist!

"Offense taken, Teacher!"

He extracted a large amount of chakra from his body, and his eyes were covered in a layer of silvery-white light.

"Gentle Fist: Eight Trigrams Sixteen Palms!"

Breaking free, he sealed sixteen of Tsunade's key acupoints, causing her limbs to go limp.

Wuye gritted his teeth and carried Tsunade into the room.

His Byakugan could clearly see that Tsunade's body was subconsciously extracting chakra to strike at the acupoints.

Her strength was too great; it was impossible for Wuye to completely control her.

"There's usually only one way to make someone quiet when dealing with this kind of potion..."

Hyuga Wuye pulled off Tsunade's bath towel, and just as she was about to break through the acupoints and counterattack, he pressed his hands down.

Watch my Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Scatterhands!

"Hoo... hoo..."

Half an hour later, Wuye stopped, panting for breath.

Tsunade finally collapsed onto the tatami mat.

"Mm."

But after only a moment, her face flushed red again.

"Again?!"

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

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

It was a pity that the triple dose of medicine would not dissipate so easily...

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

"Behold my Three Hundred and Sixty Strings, gently gathering, slowly twisting, brushing and plucking!"

"Behold my..."