"Didn't the two of us muddle through the same way back then? Men need to go through a few things before they wise up." Xuan Zhe lay in his rocking chair, his eyes glued to Tsunade, unable to look away.
When Tsunade was a young girl, she had looked as though she and the present-day Sakura had been cast from the same mold. But who could have known her figure would change so much after she grew up that even Xuan Zhe hadn't seen it coming?
The original story described Tsunade as voluptuous, but without seeing her in person, even Xuan Zhe wouldn't have believed she could be so alluring. Thinking about it that way, he really did find himself wondering what Sakura would look like when she grew up.
Hearing Xuan Zhe speak in such vague riddles, Tsunade kept feeling as though something was wrong with him today.
Normally, when this guy was with her, the sun would have to rise in the west for him to behave himself for more than three seconds. She never would have expected such cryptic words to come out of Xuan Zhe's mouth.
When she followed his gaze, she swung a fist at him and sent him flying.
Fortunately, Xuan Zhe was steady enough that he slid away along with his rocking chair.
One wall of the Small Wooden House wasn't so lucky, though. It ended up with a huge hole in it.
The rocking chair had been sitting perfectly well indoors, but now both the chair and its occupant were outside.
The commotion startled Sakura.
Who in Konoha had the nerve to lay a hand on Lord Xuan Zhe? Yet Lady Tsunade had simply struck him without a second thought.
Still, they were a married couple. A little roughhousing like this was