A brand new day.
Tsunade stretched lazily, her gorgeous body arching into a seductive curve.
Since she was already four months pregnant, Natsume didn't dare to get too intimate with her.
Compared to before, she naturally no longer had any stamina issues.
"You should go to work."
Tsunade relaxed her body and snuggled back under the covers.
Her chin rested on Natsume's shoulder—languid yet sultry, exuding mature allure.
"Today's my day off."
Natsume, with an indifferent attitude, casually replied, "I haven't taken a single day off since becoming Hokage. If I'm going to rest, might as well do it today."
Mainly because he'd been haunted by Kaguya Otsutsuki for days, leaving his mind drained.
Plus, it had indeed been a long time since he last spent time with Tsunade.
Spending some time together now wouldn't be such a bad idea.
"Okay then."
Tsunade noticed his expression—it seemed like he really was somewhat tired.
Thinking about when she herself was Hokage, buried in piles of annoying paperwork, she could sympathize deeply.
She hugged Natsume tightly, pressing herself into his arms, and asked, "Since you're off work, come gamble with me?"
"…"
Natsume opened his eyes and saw her expression full of anticipation.
Instinctively, he slid his arm around her slim waist, savoring the softness of her porcelain skin.
And with their bodies pressed so closely together, he could feel every enticing curve against him.
"What's fun about a casino?"
Natsume teased, "This is supposed to be our rare day together—so you wanna gamble?"
"A date?"
Tsunade paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Dating's what couples do."
"As long as we're not married, we're still dating."
Natsume quickly responded.
"Fine."
Tsunade shot him a playful glare and asked, "So where do you want to go?"
"No idea."
Natsume answered bluntly.
"What do you mean 'no idea'?"
Tsunade wiggled her body slightly, discontented, and reached out to flick his forehead.
"Means we wing it."
He glanced down for a moment before lifting his gaze again.
Tsunade's face immediately flushed slightly.
"It's already 8 a.m.—if we wait much longer, we'll waste half the day."
"Then let's leave at nine. No rush."
Natsume rolled over, pulling the quilt around both of them before drifting back to sleep.
An hour later, the two finally got up and went to the bathroom to shower.
Shizune had already gotten up early. Sensing the intimacy in the air, she tactfully decided to volunteer at Konoha Hospital.
After finishing his morning routine, Natsume asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"
"It's too late now, just make something simple."
Tsunade yawned and said, "If I eat too much now, I won't have any appetite at noon."
"I see."
Natsume handed her some clothes, then walked toward the kitchen.
Tsunade changed out of her pajamas and glanced at the cheongsam.
Honestly, she didn't want to wear something like this outside.
But this cheongsam was relatively conservative.
Come to think of it, it made sense. After all, how would Natsume ever let anyone else stare at her?
Tsunade knew him well. His possessiveness ran deep.
She put on this long-sleeved white cheongsam, its slit gracefully ending just below the knee.
Compared to the cheongsam she usually wore at home, the difference was like night and day.
Natsume peeked through the doorway.
Tsunade bent down, carefully sliding the black stockings up her delicate feet and ankles, slowly moving upward along her smooth calves—flawless and toned with no hint of fat.
"Why are you spying while making breakfast?"
"It's not spying."
A sly grin spread across Natsume's face as he said, "It's appreciation."
"You always have such ridiculous logic."
Tsunade straightened back up. The cheongsam hugged her figure perfectly. With every step, her hips swayed and her curves moved seductively—a sight that was utterly mesmerizing.
Natsume looked away and continued preparing his breakfast.
It was something simple: bread, milk, and ham.
Just heat it up and it would be ready to eat.
At the dinner table,
Natsume took a sip of milk and said, "It doesn't taste quite as good as… yours…"
Tsunade immediately lifted her head with a polite smile and asked, "What did you say? You creep!"
"My bad," Natsume quickly replied, "I meant the milk you buy tastes better. Where'd you get it?"
He felt a chill run down his spine, as if a warning hovered over his head.
After all, last night was when Tsunade wasn't thinking clearly.
She definitely wouldn't act that way now.
"Hmph."
She glared at him and asked, "All the milk at home is bought by Shizune. When have you ever bought any milk?"
"Ah… really?"
Natsume lowered his head, biting into the bread as he said, "I must've gotten confused. They all taste fine regardless."
"Better be that way."
Tsunade narrowed her eyes halfway and threatened, "Bring it up again and you'll regret it."
"I understand."
Natsume hurriedly nodded obediently.
Hmph. Fine, we'll discuss it tonight. We'll see how well you talk your way out of it then.
Tsunade curled her lips slightly.
She knew Natsume too well.
However, she didn't really have any solutions either.
Her eyes softened as she gazed at him.
Quickly shaking her head, she focused back on her bread.
Not long after, breakfast ended.
The two prepared to head out.
At the door, Natsume squatted down and pulled out a pair of intricately embroidered classic high-heeled shoes.
"You seem to have planned this beforehand."
Tsunade reached out to support herself against the shoe cabinet, kicked off her slippers, stretched out her black-stockinged delicate feet, and placed them before him.
A faint fragrance drifted out.
Natsume caressed her silk stocking.
Tickled, Tsunade instinctively curled her toes.
This chapter isn't over yet—more excitement ahead!
She yanked her foot back and kicked him lightly on the arm, saying, "Don't waste time."
Natsume took her ankle again, reluctantly slipping the shoes on for her.
"That look on your face is kinda creepy right now."
Crossing her arms, Tsunade remarked, "How come I never noticed so many bad habits of yours before?"
"Because these bad habits were all spoiled into me by Sister."
Natsume stood up, stating matter-of-factly, "Who can blame me when Sister's so beautiful?"
"Such a smartass."
Though Tsunade tried to ignore his flattery, she couldn't keep a straight face and finally smiled.
In that moment, her beauty was absolutely captivating.
Undeniably, with Tsunade's figure, everything she did exuded a deadly allure.
"Don't you agree my reasoning is spot-on?"
Natsume softened his gaze as he looked at her cheerful expression.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
While speaking, Tsunade reached out and pinched his face.
Given her age, she was very conscious about her looks.
If others complimented her, she might simply smile it off.
But Natsume was different.
He had become her current source of affection and emotional strength.
Therefore, what Natsume said meant something special to her.
"It's cold outside. Put on this coat too."
Natsume went back inside to grab a white coat.
It was autumn, after all—it really was getting chilly.
Even more importantly, it would conceal Tsunade's slightly rounded belly.
"Mm."
Tsunade understood and didn't refuse.
Once they were done, the two stepped outside.
The sun was nice today.
Its light bathed Konoha Village, wrapping everything in a hazy warmth.
Natsume stretched and said, "Ah, it feels great not having to work today."
"You should take after me and be a diligent Hokage."
Tsunade shot her a sidelong glance and teased.
"Don't think I don't know you're always sleeping in the Hokage's office?"
Natsume instinctively reached for her hand, but she evaded it.
"There are people nearby."
Tsunade muttered those two words, then quickly added in defense, "I sleep because I'm exhausted."
"But even when you're not tired…you still nap, right?"
Natsume blinked innocently.
"Don't say weird things."
Tsunade turned her head away, unintentionally stiffening her posture.
Natsume inwardly thought, *Wow, you've changed.*
You actually picked up on that double meaning.
"Natsume-sensei! Stop right there!"
With an excited shout, a yellow blur came barreling toward them.
"Tch, Sensei! Why didn't you bring me along on your mission?!"
Naruto Uzumaki pointed accusingly at him, clearly upset. "Why did you only take Hinata along?!"
He was clearly referring to the recent incident involving Moryo in the Land of Demons.
He only found out about it after it became public.
"Aren't you on vacation?"
Natsume shifted his gaze slightly and made up casually, "I just wanted to give my student a break."
"When was I on vacation?"
Naruto grumbled, "I was just helping Sasuke train."
"Where is Sasuke anyway?"
Taking the chance, Natsume changed the subject.
"Oh, he should be at the Uchiha compound."
As expected, Naruto's attention wandered. "I was actually planning to go look for him next."
"Then go ahead," Natsume waved him off. "Don't make him wait."
"As for the mission," he added, "I'll assign it to you next time."
"Promise then!" Naruto brightened.
"Of course."
Natsume smiled faintly and added seriously, "Anyone who breaks their word must swallow a thousand needles."
Instantly satisfied, Naruto happily turned and left.
"That brat didn't even greet me?"
Tsunade crossed her arms as she finally spoke.
"Maybe because you're especially beautiful today, so he didn't recognize you."
Natsume glanced at her tall and stately figure.
Knowing Naruto's personality, though—it was entirely plausible.
Of course, perhaps it was because he was in a hurry to meet Sasuke Uchiha.
"You sure know how to use that mouth of yours."
Tsunade reached out and pinched the corner of his lips, saying, "You really managed to calm down your hot-headed apprentice with just a few words."
"Naruto isn't an idiot, and I wasn't just making things up."
Natsume retaliated by gently biting her finger.
"Ew, gross!"
Tsunade shook her hand free, shooting him a disgusted glare.
Natsume instantly recalled a particular anime scene.
Now *that* was a look.
"What do you feel like eating for lunch?"
Natsume turned his head and looked ahead.
Just stepping outside, the street was surprisingly quiet.
Someone saw him and tried to greet him, but he waved them off.
Thanks to his rising prestige lately, no one took offense.
"Hmm… what about barbecue?"
As they walked side by side, Tsunade said, "I haven't eaten that in a long time."
"Fine, we can indulge once in a while."
Natsume had originally intended to refuse, but since it was a holiday, he decided to let go a little.
Tsunade's eyes lit up.
She glanced around furtively before leaning in and planting a quick kiss on Natsume's cheek.
"Here's your reward."
She let out a breath, heart racing.
It wasn't a big deal—just a kiss—but doing it in public was kind of exciting.
Still, it was kind of fun.
"Exactly how much do you like barbecue?"
Looking at her graceful figure from behind, Natsume asked.
"Actually, not that much."
Tsunade turned her head, tossing her hair slightly, and said, "I prefer the meals you cook."
Ohh!!
A cool autumn breeze passed by.
The hem of her cheongsam fluttered slightly, revealing sleek black stockings hugging her calves.
"You eat it every day—haven't you had enough yet?"
Natsume stepped forward and reached out, gently touching the black stockings.
"What are you doing?!"
Startled, Tsunade's forehead vein throbbed as she gritted her teeth, "Do you want to die?"
"Don't worry, no one saw."
Natsume proudly stated, "You don't know my speed yet?"
"I *don't* know it!!"
At those words, Tsunade's legs nearly gave out, though she tried to stay composed.
"This evening..."
Just two words out of Natsume's mouth, and he caught a murderous glare from Tsunade.
So he wisely kept quiet.
He couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Strolling around town was nice enough, except for one thing—they couldn't hold hands.
Suddenly, Natsume thought of Kaguya Otsutsuki.
If he had her kind of power, he wouldn't have to worry about getting caught.
The two arrived at Konoha's most famous barbecue restaurant.
As soon as they entered, they met four familiar faces.
Kakashi Hatake and his Sunagakure Village squad.
The former promptly stood up to greet them as soon as they entered.
The latter three reacted differently.
Gaara remained icy as always, showing no sign of lingering fear toward Natsume despite having been defeated before.
Temari and Kankuro, however, looked panicked at first.
But then they remembered—they were all allies now. Their fear eased, though they still trembled slightly.
"Hokage-sama, Lady Tsunade."
Kakashi Hatake glanced at Tsunade, who was particularly dressed up today, suppressing his growing curiosity as he asked, "Want to eat together?"
"No thanks."
Tsunade naturally didn't want to be disturbed. She said, "It's your team dinner—it wouldn't be right to include us."
Without waiting for Kakashi's response, she turned toward the counter, leaving behind a single sentence.
"I'll go place the order. You guys can chat about your work."
"Did you just return from a mission?"
Natsume looked toward Gaara and others.
Temari and Kankuro immediately grew uneasy.
"Yeah."
Kakashi noticed their reactions but wasn't taken aback.
Anyone who witnessed Natsume's overwhelming display of power would feel fear.
Of course, that only applied to the enemy side.
Thinking about how someone like that had become his superior, Kakashi felt nothing but safe.
"What kind of mission was it?"
After Natsume restructured Konoha Village, unlike Hiruzen Sarutobi from the original story, who handled everything himself, he no longer needed to know every detail.
Unless it was something especially important like a Class S mission.
"It was a request from the Daimyo of the Land of Rivers."
Kakashi briefly explained, "His son plotted rebellion, so we were sent to protect him for a while."
The Land of Rivers, huh?
Natsume stroked his chin thoughtfully.
In the original story, this country didn't play a significant role in the plot.
Oh right, it was where Gaara had Shukaku removed.
Besides that, there was Raiga Kurosuki.
One of the Seven Swords of the Bloody Mist, who currently occupied a gold mine.
Natsume wasn't particularly interested in him.
But he had a companion named Ranmaru, possessing a special kekkei genkai—the Red Eye.
Most importantly, the Red Eye was Byakugan's natural enemy.
I wonder whose bloodline it comes from?
It might belong to Hagoromo Otsutsuki.
The Red Eye sounded very similar to the Sharingan—possibly a mutation.
As for Hamura Otsutsuki, he only inherited the Byakugan.
Maybe one day I should invite Hinata Hyuga to check it out.
Come to think of it, there's also the Blood Dragon Eye—it was practically a replica of the Sharingan.
"Natsume."
Tsunade, having finished ordering, gestured him closer.
"My mentor is calling me."
Natsume snapped back with a smile, "We'll catch up when we have time."
"Sure."
Kakashi nodded, watching him leave before sitting back down.
Tsunade had already started grilling meat.
Natsume sniffed the air—it smelled pretty good.
He watched Tsunade's serious expression and stayed quiet.
A moment later, the first piece of meat was done.
"Try it."
Tsunade casually placed the grilled meat into Natsume's bowl, saying, "Please bear with it if it doesn't taste great."
"Anything you cook is delicious."
Natsume took a look—it was at least cooked through.
He took a bite, chewed a few times, and nodded under her hopeful gaze.
Tsunade's face instantly lit up with joy.
When you care deeply for someone, happiness becomes simple.
Natsume smiled.
How unfortunate this barbecue restaurant didn't have private rooms.
Otherwise, this would've been the perfect opportunity to take things further.
Thinking about it, Natsume asked, "Where do we go next?"
"It's *your* vacation, so why are you asking *me*?"
Tsunade flipped the meat slices on the barbecue grill without looking up, she retorted sarcastically.
"My vacation is your vacation too," Natsume said with his usual charm, "We should call it the Hokage's vacation."
As he spoke, he suddenly thought of Naruto's vacation.
But that wasn't real.
The real one is *Natsume's* vacation.
After all, this moment was actually happening.
"Be serious!"
Tsunade lifted her head and shot him a glare. "Didn't you mention a deserted island last time? How's the renovation going?"
She still remembered their first trip to the seaside.
"It's not a deserted island, it's Love Island," Natsume corrected with a smile. "It's been renovated for a long time already."
"Then let's go take a look."
This mini-chapter isn't finished yet—more exciting content coming up!
Tsunade suddenly blushed slightly as she said, "Well, I mostly want to see the sea."
"How unfortunate the weather's a bit cold. Otherwise we could wear swimsuits," Natsume said, looking at her awkward expression with nostalgic fondness. "Sister's swimsuit look was truly amazing."
"..."
Tsunade glared at him and said, "What 'amazing'? Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."
She extended her pale, slender hand and poked him on the forehead.
But quickly withdrew.
Mostly because they weren't alone.
"I'm being wronged," Natsume said seriously. "Sister really is beautiful."
A faint smile curled Tsunade's lips as she said, "No chatting while eating."
Her barbecuing pace instinctively quickened.
After finishing their meal,
They actually left earlier than Kakashi Hatake and others who arrived first.
When they reached a secluded spot, Natsume pulled her into an embrace and said, "I'm teleporting now."
[Flying Thunder God Technique]!
The two of them appeared on that deserted island from before.
At the center stood a massive villa.
Tsunade blinked in surprise before asking, "How much did this cost you?"
Natsume pinched her cheek gently and said, "Just a drop in the ocean."
Right now, he was the wealthiest man in the ninja world.
A single villa simply wasn't worth mentioning.
"Did you embezzle funds during your time as Hokage?"
Tsunade looked at him with a half-smile and said, "That won't do at all."
"Huh...?"
Natsume immediately frowned and said angrily, "What are you saying? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"
He dipped his head and nibbled at her earlobe.
That was her weak point.
Instantly, her body weakened and she collapsed into Natsume's embrace.
Even though it was autumn, she felt as if it were summer.
The temperature seemed to spike, and beads of sweat formed on her brow.
"Today you'll pay for what you just said."
Looking at Tsunade, who looked like melting ice cream, he wasted no time.
[End of Chapter]
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