Naruto entry

Page 619

Only surpassed by a masterpiece from many years ago, "Intimate Hell".

"Don't force me to hit you, Jiraiya."

Tsunade's cold gaze sent a chill down Jiraiya's spine.

He had personally experienced the power of those fists.

As Jiraiya became more serious, the atmosphere at the birthday party gradually returned to normal.

The night is getting darker.

"Tsunade, let me take you back."

Jiraiya shamelessly made the suggestion.

“I have a disciple to give it to.”

A drunken Tsunade glared at him.

Jiraiya awkwardly withdrew his hand and instructed Kiyoshi:

"Then please."

After saying that, he left with a burp.

At that moment, Kato Dan, who had stolen a lot of genetic information from powerful individuals along with Orochimaru, also passed by on this street.

Using the B-rank ninjutsu "Eliminating Face Technique" as a disguise, the two successfully evaded Jiraiya.

Although this ninjutsu is only B-rank, it melts away and steals another person's face, then pastes it onto one's own face, creating an extremely strong disguise effect.

The drunken Jiraiya never expected that he would brush past Orochimaru.

"What's Jiraiya doing here?"

The idea flashed through Kato Dan's mind.

Just as he was about to leave with Orochimaru, a familiar voice made him stop abruptly.

He heard a familiar voice.

That's clearly... Tsunade!

Kato Dan walked forward uncontrollably.

Orochimaru stopped abruptly after completing half of the hand seals.

He looked on with interest as he watched Kato break through.

Orochimaru also noticed that Tsunade was inside.

Not only Tsunade, but also Kiyoshi, whom he desperately wanted to possess!

"Shizune, you go back first, I'll take Tsunade-sensei with me."

Kiyoshi said.

Seeing that Tsunade still wanted to drink more, Shizune nodded helplessly and left.

She went back to make Tsunade's bed first.

More than ten minutes later.

"It's time to go, Tsunade-sensei."

Kiyoshi drank a cup of wine, his expression unchanged.

"Why...why aren't you drunk?"

Tsunade raised a glass of wine and weakly tried to pour it into Kiyoshi's mouth.

"Drink! Why should I be the only one who gets drunk?"

The next moment, however, his arms fell limply due to his drunkenness.

She leaned half her body against Kiyoshi, her warm breath carrying the scent of wine brushing against his neck.

Ravines.

Kiyoshi thought of hot dogs.

This food is usually made by placing a sausage in the middle of bread.

"Kiyoshi, just how many...women have you been with?"

Tsunade leaned against Kiyoshi's side, her voice carrying a barely perceptible tension.

She tilted her head slightly, the warm yellow light flowing over her flushed cheeks and graceful neck.

At the current BBQ Q, there are only Kiyoshi and Tsunade at one table.

Her sleeveless top was slightly disheveled due to her tipsy posture, revealing her smooth shoulders, and she seemed to be enveloped by an invisible warmth.

Kiyoshi lowered his head, and his gaze met hers.

He could clearly sense that the alcohol was slowly eroding Tsunade's reason; physiologically speaking, she was indeed drunk.

But the occasional glint of clarity in the depths of his eyes made Kiyoshi raise an eyebrow.

Was he drunk or not?

What does Tsunade-sensei think?

He chuckled and tossed the question back to her.

Tsunade did not answer immediately, but stared at him with her eyes, which were filled with both drunkenness and clarity.

After a while, she suddenly leaned closer, her warm breath carrying the sweet scent of alcohol brushing against his chin.

"You're such a disobedient disciple... I guess I need to teach you a lesson."

Her breath was fragrant and sweet; the alcohol did not produce an unpleasant odor, but instead intertwined with her own fragrance to create a unique aroma.

It's called a mature and alluring fragrance.

Perhaps it was because I drank too much tonight, or perhaps it was because I had no one to confide in about the pent-up emotions of so many nights, but suddenly an unprecedented impulse surged up.

She suddenly looked up, and at that very moment, Kiyoshi was also looking down at her.

Tsunade moved up slightly.

Their lips touched.

Kiyoshi could clearly feel that Tsunade's body, nestled in his arms, was trembling slightly from excessive tension, like a frightened bird.

Those brown eyes also began to lose focus.

It seems to be dissipating.

Is it just discomfort, or something else?

Tsunade herself couldn't tell whether it was discomfort or something else; she only felt a huge sense of satisfaction wash over her like a warm current, which made her involuntarily relax her tense nerves.

Kiyoshi was somewhat surprised that Tsunade was being so proactive today.

After a long time.

Tsunade pushed Kiyoshi away and took a breath.

Between breaths, her slightly parted lips glistened with moisture, as if unspoken words lingered between them.

This intimate scene was witnessed by the figure standing outside the window.

Kato Dan's face, which had originally been carrying a gentle smile, was divided into two halves of light and shadow under the light spilling out from the BBQ Q restaurant.

His signature long blue and white hair was disguised as black, swaying gently in the night breeze. His usually smiling lips were now taut into a straight line.

One side of his face remained as gentle as ever, while the other side was shrouded in shadow, as if something was violently twisting and collapsing beneath it.

Why."

He silently screamed in his heart, his fingers unconsciously tightening, his nails digging deep into his palm.

The person he had silently protected for many years, the one he always held dear in his heart, was now embracing another person intimately.

Kato Dan once thought that as long as he waited patiently, he would one day be able to stand by Tsunade's side and become her support.

Those afternoons spent discussing medical ninjutsu, those times fighting side by side, those focused profiles of hers as she healed his wounds—each memory transformed into the sharpest kunai, piercing his heart with deadly force.

His gentle demeanor shattered bit by bit, and the fury of having something precious taken away gnawed at his reason like a venomous snake.

His gaze gradually darkened, and complex emotions surged within his once clear brown pupils.

Although I rationally understand that I have been dead for many years and have long lost the right to ask questions.

But for him, the days of fighting alongside Tsunade seemed like just a few days ago.

The past years are a blank to him, completely unreal.

That's why the intense sadness and anger were even harder to suppress.

"I was the one who met her first, and I've always been by her side."

Just then, Tsunade seemed to vaguely sense something and suddenly turned to look out the window.

But all she saw were the shadows under the streetlights, thick as ink, so deep that she couldn't see any trace of them.

She shook her head, her heart still pounding, and her attention was quickly drawn back to Kiyoshi beside her.

"Okay...take me back."

She forced herself to remain calm and spoke, deliberately avoiding Qing Si's gaze, afraid that if she looked at him any longer, he might do something out of control.

"Of course, no problem, my dear Tsunade-sensei."

Kiyoshi lightly licked the corner of his lips, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, after paying the bill, he left with Tsunade using a space-time ninjutsu, leaving only Kato Dan under the streetlight.

Orochimaru had never seen such a complex and profound expression on Kato Dan's face.

Pain, jealousy, anger, and despair intertwined, almost tearing his handsome face apart.

"Ho ho ho..."

He couldn't help but let out a low, pleasant laugh.

It's interesting, really interesting. Life always manages to present the most unexpected and dramatic moments.

If one doesn't live a long life, how can one witness such beautiful scenery?

It seems that his measures of using talisman kunai to control Kato Dan... were perhaps unnecessary?

……

After returning home, Tsunade locked herself in her room and shut the door. Kiyoshi wasn't in a hurry; there was still plenty of time.

After Kiyoshi left, Tsunade collapsed onto the bed, not knowing why she had acted so impulsively that day.

"What is that brat thinking?"

Tsunade turned around and could still see the crescent moon outside the window.

The moonlight shone on her, making her skin appear even whiter and more beautiful.

But at this moment, even the usually strong Tsunade discovered that she also had a side that feared loneliness.

Perhaps it's because Kiyoshi is the man she's been closest to over the years?

…………

The silvery-white season has quietly arrived.

Fine snowflakes, like feathers, silently covered the entire forest, the branches laden with fluffy snow, as if draped in a soft velvet blanket.

Hinata Hyuga walked nervously through the crunching fresh snow, looking around at the world shrouded in pure white.

This was the first time she had been allowed to leave the Hyuga clan's residence alone, but she lost her way in this snow-covered forest.

"Where is Teacher Kiyoshi...?"

Hinata Hyuga felt a pang of regret; she shouldn't have run away alone.

Just as she was at a loss, bursts of laughter came from afar.

Three tall boys were having a snowball fight. Hinata, as if seeing a glimmer of hope, timidly walked towards them.

"Look! There's a strange little devil!"