Effort!
Training!
Half a month later, in the backyard training ground.
“Hah!” Tsunade focused her energy into her dantian and threw a punch!
“Bang!” A boulder half a person’s height in front of her cracked right down the middle, then shattered into two halves with a crash.
Rubble scattered all over the ground.
Tsunade slowly withdrew her fist, looking at her “battle results,” and nodded with satisfaction.
“Although it’s a bit of a humblebrag, the talent of this body is truly beyond words.” She loosened her shoulders.
Feeling the surging power within her body and her pectoralis major muscles, which were tougher than they had been half a month ago.
She sighed with emotion.
People say success is 99% effort plus 1% talent.
But there is a second half to that saying.
That is, that 1% of talent is more important than 99% of effort!
Effort only determines the lower limit.
Talent determines the upper limit!
Take Might Duy, Might Guy, and Rock Lee for example.
Which one of these three guys hasn’t put in effort unimaginable to ordinary people?
But what about their achievements?
With the same amount of effort, the strength of these three people…
…is worlds apart.
This is the difference talent makes.
As the Senju princess, Tsunade was naturally gifted with extraordinary strength.
Perhaps she had indeed put in the work regarding Medical Ninjutsu.
But as for physical training?
She wouldn’t believe for a second that the original body had worked that hard.
But these past half a month.
She had been training almost day and night.
Waking up at four in the morning every day to run.
Strength training at noon.
Practicing Chakra control in the afternoon.
Memorizing Sealing Technique incantations with Mito at night.
Her day was completely packed!
The terrifying recovery ability and Chakra reserves brought by the dual Senju and Uzumaki bloodlines…
…allowed her to endure training intensity far beyond that of ordinary people.
Tsunade enjoyed it immensely.
Mito felt a bit heartbroken watching her and urged her not to push herself so hard.
Tsunade would agree wholeheartedly every time, saying, “Okay Grandma, I know,” but would turn right back to training.
“For a bright future!
Suffering a little now is worth it!” Tsunade curled the corners of her mouth and reached up to touch her forehead.
There, compared to half a month ago, was a light purple mark the size of a mung bean.
The prototype of the Yin Seal.
In half a month, Tsunade had not stepped foot outside.
Under Mito’s guidance, she had forcibly cultivated the prototype of the Yin Seal mark.
Now that the prototype had appeared, the rest was just a matter of grinding work.
Long-term, stable infusion of the Chakra that leaked out daily into it.
Until the Yin Seal completely condensed into a complete diamond-shaped mark.
“Huu…” Tsunade slowly exhaled and loosened her joints.
“It’s been half a month, and I’ve pretty much digested the memories of the original body.
It’s time to go out for a walk.” “Those two guys must miss me, right?” Jiraiya.
Orochimaru.
Under normal circumstances, they should be executing missions together.
However, Tsunade had used the excuse of “devoting herself to cultivating family secret techniques.” She had submitted a one-year leave application to the Third Hokage.
As the Konoha princess, would Hiruzen Sarutobi dare not approve it?
She would have pulled out his beard!
Besides, the Ninja World was relatively stable now; she wouldn’t be missed.
Tsunade casually took off her sticky, tight training clothes, revealing the inner lining soaked in sweat.
She prepared to head inside to take a shower.
Suddenly, her footsteps paused.
A thought popped up without warning.
“Wait.” Tsunade looked down at herself, then looked up into the distance.
A lecherous smile slowly appeared on her face.
“Since I’m going out anyway, why the hell would I take a shower at home?!” “Konoha Women’s Bathhouse…
slurp~ slurp~” Tsunade wiped the drool from her mouth.
She chuckled.
Her eyes were shining.
In her past life, as a half-man.
The women’s bathhouse had always been a legendary forbidden zone.
She had longed for it for a long time, but unfortunately, never had the chance.
But now!
Who was she?
Tsunade!
A woman!
Going into the women’s bathhouse herself, wasn’t that perfectly justified, righteous, and a matter of course?
“Hehehe…” She simply used a towel to wipe the stinky sweat off her body.
She rummaged through the wardrobe and found a set of clean casual clothes.
She also grabbed a towel and some clean underwear.
She shouted in the direction of Mito’s room: “Grandma, I’m done training.
I’m covered in sweat, so I’m going out to take a bath~” After speaking, not waiting for Mito’s response, she bolted out the door.
“So excited…” “After living for so many years, I’m finally going to enter the women’s bathhouse for the first time, ahhh!!!” Jiraiya?
Orochimaru?
These two guys, how could they be more important than going to the women’s bathhouse!
They had long been thrown to the back of her mind!
…
“Sister, walk forward boldly walk forward don’t turn your head back~” Tsunade walked quickly, humming an off-key tune.
Passing villagers looked over one after another.
“Lady Tsunade is in such a good mood today?” “Did she find a new casino?” “That can’t be it; last time she lost so badly she even bet her forehead protector.” “Shh!
Keep it down!
If she hears you, you’ll get beaten up!” Tsunade didn’t care about any of this; her mind was full of steamy images.
Her steps were light, as if she were about to fly.
The Konoha Hot Springs were on the east side of the Village.
It was a three-story wooden building.
A warm curtain hung at the entrance, and white steam rose from within.
Tsunade saw the building from afar, and her heart began to race.
“Here, here, here…” She took a deep breath and pretended to be calm, slowing her pace.
However, just as she reached the perimeter of the bathhouse and turned past the bamboo forest used to block the view.
Suddenly!
A sneaky figure flashed past the corner ahead!
Tsunade paused and turned to look.
A young man wearing a combat uniform with spiky white hair.
He was crouching, pressing against the outer wall of the bathhouse.
Moving cautiously.
Young “Jiraiya?!” Tsunade’s eyes widened, and she almost couldn’t hold it together.
“Damn!
He just finished a mission and came to peek at the women’s bathhouse?!” “How shameless can he be??” Tsunade subconsciously followed him.
Half a month of physical training hadn’t been in vain.
Her footsteps were much lighter than before.
She approached Jiraiya silently, and he didn’t notice at all.
Jiraiya stopped at the base of the wall.
He looked left and right, confirming no one was around.
Then he grabbed the wall crack.
In an extremely difficult posture, his whole body was almost pressed against the wooden wall on the outside of the bathhouse.
His right eye was pressed tightly against a tiny crack in the wall.
His left eye was squeezed shut.
His mouth emitted an extremely faint, intoxicated “tsk tsk” sound.
“Tch what a loser” She curled her lip, looking disdainful.
But even so.
Her feet couldn’t move at all.
“Since I’m already here…” Tsunade swallowed, looked left and right, and confirmed no one else was around.
She cautiously leaned over.
Beside Jiraiya, she grabbed the same crack in the wall and pressed her face against it too.
“I’ll just take a look…
to see what’s inside…” However, with just one glance, Tsunade’s eyes instantly went wide!
The bathhouse was filled with steam, blurring part of the view.
But she could still see the general picture.
Several young women were washing by the pool.
Fair skin appeared faintly in the steam, and water droplets slid down their curves…
The sounds of water, laughter, and splashing mixed together.
Tsunade’s eyes could no longer look away.
“Holy…
holy crap…” Her mouth was wide open, her face full of infatuation.
“This is…
the women’s bathhouse…?” …..