"Mm. After he arrived, that noblewoman immediately stopped wailing and started talking to the old man about 'Konoha's medical funding.'"
Tsunade let out a cold laugh. "So she hadn't come to see a doctor at all. She came to apply pressure."
Mirai and Kushina exchanged a glance.
"Enough," Tsunade said, waving a hand as she headed toward the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower. That woman's perfume gave me a headache today."
After taking a few steps, she looked back at Mirai. "...Forget it. We'll talk after I'm done washing up."
The bathroom door closed.
Kushina leaned close to Mirai and lowered her voice. "Big Sister Tsunade is really angry today."
"I can tell."
"Go cheer her up." Kushina nudged him with her elbow. "Big Sister Tsunade is always so good to us. She's in a bad mood now, so you can't just ignore her, can you?"
Mirai looked at her with a disciplined air.
"You want me to comfort Big Sister Tsunade?"
"Yeah." Kushina spoke as if it were obvious. "Aren't you pretty good at massages? Rub Big Sister Tsunade's shoulders and help her relax."
Mirai fell silent for two seconds. He remembered the last time he had massaged Tsunade. His hand had drifted a little too far forward, and she had nearly twisted his wrist off with a backhanded grab.
But that had been a long time ago. He had only been thirteen then. Now he was an adult, and he had shot up to five foot nine.
"Fine." Mirai stood and headed toward the bathroom. "I'll go take a look."
He knocked on the bathroom door.
"Who is it?"
"Big Sister Tsunade, it's me."
There was a brief silence from inside before Tsunade's voice came through. "Come in."
Mirai pushed the door open. Steam filled the