"Sorry, my lords. I didn't notice that you had already returned."
"Please forgive me, Lord Xuandou, Lady Tsunade."
The moment the words left her mouth, Kazahana Koyuki realized something was wrong and understood that the figures before her weren't ghosts, but Xuandou and Tsunade.
She hurriedly apologized to them.
To show her sincerity, she went so far as to kneel on the ground, place both hands together on the soil, and bury her head in her hands... Her tall body pressed against the ground, her graceful waist tracing a breathtaking curve against the grass.
Her full, proud breasts spilled out of her neckline, revealing a stretch of snowy white skin...
She kept her head lowered, a trace of shyness on her cheeks, carefully hiding the glistening, rounded toes in her glass slippers.
Xuandou watched the scene appreciatively, taking in the intimate view beneath Kazahana Koyuki's blue robe.
He recalled the first time he had met her.
It had been much like the current situation: a highborn Daimyō's daughter who was also a famous star throughout the Shinobi World.
Every time, she inadvertently showed off her assets like this, offering a visual treat.
He sought neither money nor sexual favors, merely enjoying the view.
What did he have to be angry about?
A wicked smile curled Xuandou's lips. His gaze on Kazahana Koyuki grew increasingly heated as he spoke without betraying anything.
"Get up. You didn't know, so you're not to blame."
"That's right, get up. Just be a little more careful next time."
Tsunade left Xuandou's embrace, smoothed her pale golden hair, and waved a hand with a warm smile.
She had always been very lenient toward ordinary people who weren't shinobi.
That much was evident from the countless riches of the Senju and Uzumaki Clans that had flowed from