Tsunade’s training had been going on for a week, and Tatsukaze had almost completely immersed himself in it.
Come to think of it, with such a beautiful and delicious loli, and knowing for a fact that she would grow up to be absolutely gorgeous, how could this raising game not be incredibly addictive?
And Tsunade was no ordinary person.
She was a descendant of Konoha’s founders, the princess of the Land of Fire, possessing a terrifyingly noble status.
Playing with…
no, I mean, training her.
Training a girl like this, watching her jade-like cheeks flush with embarrassment and anger, her body twisting and wriggling shyly as she constantly tried to avoid the harassment of a certain beast.
There was simply no game more captivating than this!
Wasn’t the whole point of a raising game to see exactly this?!
Every single lesson involved was filled to the brim with Tatsukaze’s deep, profound “love”!
Ahem, I mean, teaching…
Having just finished teasing Tsunade, Tatsukaze strolled casually toward his home.
His face wore a smile of utter satisfaction as he secretly planned his next move.
‘Well, looking at the current progress, this teasing…
I mean, training course for Tsunade is about ready for the next step.
Should the next phase be making her close her eyes and release chakra following the pressure of my touches?’
‘Or perhaps, under the guise of training her explosive chakra output, I should have her release so much chakra at once that it blows her clothes right off?’
Tatsukaze took it one step at a time: ‘Such a tough choice!
What an absolutely beautiful dilemma!’
Suddenly, Tatsukaze’s footsteps faltered slightly.
He blinked and came to a complete halt.
“Danzo, what are you playing at this time?” Tatsukaze sighed and said, “Come out.
I’m not in the mood to play your little ambush games.”
As soon as Tatsukaze’s words fell, a man dressed in a dark black ninja uniform stepped out from the shadowy corner of a nearby building.
Danzo’s expression was cold and incredibly sharp.
He didn’t have the frail, elderly appearance he would possess in the future; instead, the scar on his chin gave off an edge as sharp as a sword.
“Tatsukaze, fight me!” Danzo took a deep breath and spoke with absolute utmost seriousness.
“Huh?” Tatsukaze was somewhat surprised, but then he waved his hand dismissively.
“A fight?
Go find Hiruzen for such boring matters!
The two of you are a match made in heaven for a love-hate rivalry!
Leave me out of it, I don’t swing that way!”
Danzo had hair as black as ink and eyes like morning stars.
At this moment, his sword-like eyebrows were slightly furrowed, revealing an unparalleled heroic spirit.
“I want to fight you!”
His eyes were filled with an intense desire for battle, like a roaring cluster of flames, radiating an oppressive heat.
Tatsukaze blinked a few times.
“Did you take the wrong medicine or something?
This hot-blooded shonen protagonist persona isn’t your style!
Tell me, did you take the wrong pills today, or did you forget to take them entirely?”
“I will fight you!” The flames in Danzo’s eyes burned even fiercer.
He took a step forward and shouted, “I want to know just how strong you really are!”
“If you refuse, I will go to Sensei and demand to compete for the position of Tsunade’s teacher!”
Tatsukaze furrowed his brow, his words now laced with frost.
“Are you serious?”
“Of course I am!”
“Then you should know the consequences of pissing me off!” Tatsukaze’s voice carried an unshakable, bone-chilling coldness.
The position of Tsunade’s teacher was undoubtedly Tatsukaze’s reverse scale; anyone who touched it would die!
Without the position of Tsunade’s teacher, his System couldn’t be activated, and it might even shut down completely!
Without a powerful bloodline, without a Kekkei Genkai, relying purely on his knowledge of the plot…
it wasn’t a guarantee that Tatsukaze would fade into mediocrity, but it would absolutely be an incredibly arduous detour!
Tatsukaze was confident that he could carve out his own path even relying solely on himself, just as he had managed to stand on the same level as Hiruzen and Danzo even before the System activated.
But who the hell would willingly take a detour when they knew a shortcut existed?!
Not to mention, Tsunade was someone Tatsukaze had already claimed as his own.
Whoever dared to snatch her away would die!
You have to take responsibility for the choices you make!”
Each word carried a bone-piercing chill, feeling like sharp knives pressed directly against Danzo’s neck.
Danzo couldn’t help but gulp nervously, but he stubbornly insisted, “If you don’t agree, I will go see the Hokage!”
“It seems you’ve completely made up your mind.”
“Yes…”
“Fine.
It’s still early anyway.
Let’s go.
Konoha’s Third Training Ground.
I’ll be waiting for you there.”
Having said that, Tatsukaze strode away with large steps without even looking back.
Danzo, however, looked as if he had just walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
He panted heavily, his gaze toward Tatsukaze filled with lingering terror, and his fingers trembled involuntarily.
‘As expected…
It’s exactly the same look in your eyes as back then.
Back when we had just become the Hokage’s honorary disciples, and those older kids mocked you for being a “child with no family and no home.”‘
‘The gaze of an unimaginably ferocious alpha wolf!’
‘As a result, you ended up with three broken ribs, a smashed head, and your abdomen covered in blood.’
‘But that older kid…’
‘…could never be a ninja again, and soon after, starved himself to death in his bed.’
Tatsukaze, managing to stand among the Second Hokage’s disciples despite being a mere civilian ninja, relied entirely on this do-or-die ferocity!
Danzo didn’t even realize that his palms were soaked with sweat, nor did he notice the beads of sweat constantly rolling down his forehead.
He simply murmured to himself.
“Perhaps, I might also…”
“But no matter what, I must see your true strength!
I, Danzo, absolutely refuse to be inferior to anyone!”
“Whether it’s Hiruzen, or you!”
Danzo clenched his teeth and followed the gradually fading silhouette of Tatsukaze.