Happy Easter!
The night grew deeper.
Outside the window, a bone-chilling wind howled, announcing the arrival of the harsh winter.
Shinho put down the pen in his hand.
He had been working on adjusting the list of key personnel within Konoha's organizational structure.
Among the appointments, Sasuke was assigned to lead the Summoning Division. Additionally, Shino Aburame was appointed as the captain of the Aburame Clan's tactical unit.
Given Shinho's current influence and prestige, combined with their strength, no one would dare question these appointments.
Besides, the shinobi of the ninja world were known for achieving prominence at a young age.
And when it came to geniuses, they broke through limits even faster.
Take Kakashi and Itachi as examples.
Moreover, Sasuke and Shino were no longer children.
Shinho felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him.
Time had passed in the blink of an eye.
…
"Hey, brat."
The door was pushed open as Tsunade walked in and said, "Go take a bath."
Shinho raised his head, his eyes lighting up involuntarily.
Tsunade had just finished bathing. Her long golden hair flowed freely over her shoulders, with a few damp strands clinging to her forehead and delicate cheeks.
She was wearing a loose nightgown, the collar revealing her snow-white skin, with beads of water glistening faintly. The hem of her sleepwear reached just above her calves, and her bare feet stepped softly on the carpet, gleaming under the lamplight like jade.
"What are you staring at?"
Tsunade shot him an exasperated look and asked.
"Of course, I'm looking at my teacher."
Shinho walked up to her, grabbed her wrist, and asked, "Shall we bathe together?"
"I just finished."
Tsunade instinctively pulled her hand back and said irritably, "If you're looking for company, go find Shizune."
"Alright then."
Shinho laughed and headed toward the bathroom.
Tsunade pouted slightly.
For some reason, a sudden twinge of regret surged in her heart.
…
The bathroom light was on, and the sound of running water could be heard faintly.
It was clear that Shizune was currently bathing.
Shinho's thoughts stirred. He reached out his hand and gently turned the bathroom door's handle.
A rush of steam mixed with a delicate fragrance wafted out.
Inside the bathroom, the mist swirled, though it did little to obscure Shinho's vision.
Through the frosted glass, he could see a snow-white silhouette.
"Shinho?"
Shizune's voice sounded upon hearing the soft creak of the door.
She reached out and wiped away the fog on the glass.
As expected.
It was none other than Shinho.
No one else would dare intrude while she was bathing.
"Shizune-nee."
Shinho stepped forward and said, "Let me help you wash."
He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.
A rosy blush spread rapidly across Shizune's face.
She bit her lip, her body trembling slightly under his touch.
"Shizune-nee."
Shinho pressed a soft kiss against the nape of her neck and whispered, "Has work been easier lately?"
"N-No..."
Shizune's legs grew weak as she leaned into his embrace. She gasped lightly before saying, "I still need to finish the handover with Konan."
"True enough."
Shinho's hands slid downward, shifting from a light pinch to a gentle caress.
Shizune felt the warmth spreading across her abdomen.
Her gaze turned hazy, her breathing soft and uneven.
"How's Konan doing?"
Shinho adjusted his grip slightly and lifted her off the ground.
The sudden weightlessness startled her.
Shizune instinctively clung to his waist with both arms.
The next second, her body tensed, and her toes curled tightly.
"Sh-She's... s-she's learning... learning very quickly," Shizune managed to stammer between gasps.
Her head tilted back, revealing the graceful curve of her pale, jade-like neck. Her delicate body arched with an elegant softness.
"That's good to hear."
Shinho smiled and placed his hands firmly around her slender waist.
Shizune finally realized what was about to happen, and her face turned pale in alarm.
But it was too late to resist.
To avoid slipping, she helplessly pressed her hands against the glass wall in front of her.
…
Time flowed by.
In the other room, Tsunade was growing increasingly restless.
She ruffled her hair in frustration.
She had been waiting for too long.
Whether by accident or on purpose, the bathroom door was left ajar.
Shizune's soft and intermittent voice echoed clearly in Tsunade's ears.
Tsunade instinctively squeezed her thighs together as an unbearable itch filled her heart.
Finally, she could no longer endure it. She stood up abruptly, stomping toward the bathroom with an irritated huff.
The moment she stepped inside, a shocking scene unfolded before her eyes.
The glass wall of the bathroom was covered in messy handprints.
Behind the glass, Shizune's beautiful face was flushed red.
But at that moment, her expression was filled with desperation, almost pleading for help.
Through the fog, it looked as though some kind of beast was relentlessly chasing her.
Her body twisted and turned as her legs kicked slightly in midair, leaving disordered trails in the mist.
Tsunade let out a sharp breath.
This little brat... He was outrageous!
Yet, there was a ruthlessness to his actions that she couldn't help but admire.
Even though the saying "a lone piller cannot hold up a house" came to mind, he still seemed to be handling things with ease.
Tsunade's gaze swept over Shizune's trembling figure, and without thinking, she casually slipped out of her nightgown and stepped into the bathroom.
After all, Shinho was still her studentshe , couldn't just stand by and watch him overdo it.
But just as she was about to intervene, her eyes widened in astonishment.
Earlier, the fog had obscured her view, preventing her from seeing clearly.
Now, however, she realized that Shinho wasn't going down an ordinary path at all.
Although she had heard rumors before, she never thought Shizune would actually be willing...
And judging by her current expression, she even seemed somewhat exhilarated.
Shinho noticed the change in Tsunade's expression.
Hwas momentarily stunned.
But beyond his initial surprise, his expression remained calm and composed.
Could it be... that there was hope after all?
As a multitask master, Shinho had always dreamed of going doen a new path with Tsunade.
He had only hesitated out of fear that she would refuse.
Tonight presented the perfect opportunity, as he used Shizune to test the waters.
Judging by her reaction, things were going... decently well.
At that moment, Shizune's head tilted back, her body losing all strength.
Shinho instinctively tightened his grip around her waist to keep her from collapsing to the ground.
Tsunade's eyelids twitched slightly.
Her gaze was drawn to the smooth, supple curves of Shizune's body, which reminded her of a fish wriggling on a line.
Shinho gently lowered Shizune into the bathtub to help her sit comfortably before turning around to face Tsunade.
"Let's get one thing straight!"
Tsunade crossed her arms and said sternly, "I'm not Shizune. Don't think you can mess around with me!"
"Teacher, what are you talking about?"
Shinho's expression was the picture of innocence as he replied, "I just wanted to help you bathe."
"Do you really think I'd believe that?"
Tsunade's voice was icy as she accused him, "Pervert!"
Shinho's eyes flickered with warmth as he took in her figure.
Without wasting any more time, he stepped forward and scooped her up in his arms.
Compared to Shizune's slender elegance, Tsunade was soft and voluptuous, like a plush body pillow made of flesh.
"Wait!"
Tsunade's face turned pale. "No...don't! Not that way!!"
Shinho grinned as he adjusted his hold on her.
"Brat!"
Tsunade's initial anger flared into an intense glare, but the fury on her face soon melted away.
Her breathing grew shallow and labored.
"Sorry, sensei."
Shinho whispered as he gently caressed her back.
"And what's the point of apologizing now?"
Tsunade asked through gritted teeth.
"There isn't any point," Shinho admitted with a faint smile as his hands slid lower, wrapping firmly around her waist.
"You... Stop right there!"
Tsunade had no choice but to wrap her arms around his neck to steady herself.
Her golden hair cascaded down, spreading like a blooming flower as her body swayed gently in his arms.
Shizune, who had finally caught her breath, watched the scene unfold before her with a complex expression.
Her heart was still pounding from her earlier.
After a brief moment of deliberation, she stepped out of the bathtub.
"Shizune-nee, where are you going?"
She had only taken two steps when she heard that devilish voice behind her.
Her body froze mid-step.
"I... I've already finished bathing," Shizune stammered nervously.
"But I haven't," Shinho replied casually before asking, "Shizune-nee, won't you help me?"
Shizune let out a soft sigh, knowing there was no escape.
Resigned, she returned and positioned herself behind Shinho.
Her gaze drifted downward, and she found herself staring at Tsunade's elegant, snow-white toes.
Droplets of water clung to them, glistening like perfect pearls.
With a helpless smile, Shizune pressed her soft body against Shinho's back and began to scrub his shoulders.
It wasn't an easy task.
After all, things were far from stationary.
Shinho exhaled slowly, savoring the feeling of Shizune's warm, delicate touch against his skin.
At the same time, his hands gently caressed Tsunade's full, toned thighs.
His eyes flickered with a fiery intensity.
Tonight was destined to be another sleepless night.
…
Morning came.
The darkness of night faded away as the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of gold and pink.
Shinho put on his clothes, ready for the day.
No matter how exhausting the previous night had been, as Hokage, he could not allow himself to be absent from duty.
Tsunade and Shizune were still asleep.
Shinho glanced back at them. Both of their faces were tinged with the same rosy glow.
He grinned to himself.
Not bad, Shinho. Not bad at all!
Despite navigating a maze of resistance, he had managed to emerge victorious.
After a quick breakfast, Shinho headed straight to the Hokage's office.
"Good morning, Lord Hokage."
Konan was already at the desk, quietly sorting through a stack of documents.
"Morning, Konan-nee," Shinho greeted her with a yawn.
"Did you sleep poorly?" Konan asked, her calm eyes noticing the fatigue in his expression.
"A little," Shinho admitted, waving a hand dismissively. "But it's nothing serious."
Truthfully, he had barely slept at all.
He had been far too energized.
Whether it was the righteous path or the unorthodox one, all roads had been open to him.
And with double the pleasure...
"If you're feeling tired, I can give you a massage," Konan offered, her tone steady and neutral.
"...?"
Shinho blinked, a question mark practically visible above his head.
If it had been Shizune making that offer, he would have assumed it was a hint.
But coming from Konan, it felt... bizarre.
Her expression was calm, almost indifferent.
Am I the odd one here?
"Shizune once told me that helping the Hokage relieve fatigue is part of a secretary's duty," Konan explained matter-of-factly.
Shinho was momentarily stunned.
Shizune... what on earth have you been teaching people?!
But he couldn't deny, it was brilliant!
"Then I'll be in your care, Konan-nee," Shinho replied without hesitation.
He wasn't exactly a saint. Faced with such an offer, there was no reason to refuse.
"Please sit on the sofa," Konan instructed as she put the files down.
Shinho obediently took a seat.
Konan stepped behind him and placed her hands on his shoulders, applying gentle yet firm pressure.
A faint floral fragrance drifted through the air.
Out of the corner of his eye, Shinho caught sight of Konan's slender fingers, her nails painted with a hue of blue.
The sight triggered a memory. The members of the Akatsuki organization had all worn nail polish as part of their distinctive appearance.
"Konan-nee, do you like wearing nail polish?" Shinho asked curiously.
"Yes," Konan answered without expression, her voice soft but cold.
Her body swayed ever so slightly with the rhythm of her movements.
The tailored contours of her fitted blazer accentuated the curves beneath it.
Shinho's thoughts drifted as he watched her.
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