As the Daimyo's princess, and with the responsibility of handling state affairs on the Daimyo's behalf, she was dressed with great solemnity.
She wore an elaborate kimono as black as ink. Her hair, black as lead powder, was piled high behind her head and pinned with a strange fan-like ornament, adding another ten centimeters to her height.
Hyuga Wuye deliberately glanced at her chest, but found none of that impressive bust.
If she really was Tsunade, then she had used the Transformation Technique. If she was not...
Because of the abnormally immense amount of chakra within her, Wuye was nearly eighty percent certain that she was Tsunade. But as long as there remained even the slightest possibility that she was not, he could not put his mind entirely at ease.
"Hy... Konoha's jonin, I am... handling state affairs... Please wait..."
Princess Kazumiya's eyes kept darting toward him, as if she could not resist looking at him. Yet the instant their gazes met, she looked away as though shocked by electricity.
That only made Hyuga Wuye more certain.
So he folded his arms and said without the slightest politeness, "Sorry, but I need to see you right now. We'd better find a quiet room and talk."
Princess Kazumiya's hands, hidden inside her sleeves, were sweating.
She cast pleading looks at the ministers, but they all instinctively avoided her gaze.
Someone even said "kindly," "Your Highness, today's state affairs have more or less been dealt with. The rest is not urgent, not urgent at all. You can go speak with this Konoha jonin now."
If he had been an ordinary Konoha ninja, they would not have been so lacking in confidence. But they had heard that he was one of Konoha's elite jonin, so...
Though the Daimyo's residence and Konoha were theoretically