"So what exactly are you trying to do?"
Leo was pressing Tsunade down, but he hadn't lost his reason. Taking advantage of someone in this state would be crossing a line, even though he really did feel like something was about to explode.
But the problem was…
If he actually went through with it and didn't gain any energy points, and then couldn't send Tsunade back, there would definitely be trouble.
At that point, never mind surviving peacefully—if Tsunade didn't smash him into a meat pancake with a single punch, he'd be lucky.
So he decisively tried to pull one hand free, planning to slap Tsunade a couple of times to snap her back to her senses.
Instead, he felt a sharp pain shoot up from below.
He looked down and saw one of Tsunade's fingers pressing directly against the base of his "sword."
His body froze.
The next instant, an overwhelming surge rushed up uncontrollably, followed by white flames erupting in an instant, splashing straight onto Tsunade.
"..."
Leo fell silent. Tsunade's voice, however, remained urgent and hollow.
"Did you gain energy points?"
"..."
Gain my ass!
Leo felt a force inside him relentlessly urging him to spring, to erupt again, and his body obeyed without hesitation.
Without a doubt, this was medical ninjutsu—from the ninja world.
"You—"
Trembling so badly he couldn't speak, Leo barely managed to force out a single word of accusation before Tsunade slammed him back down onto the bed.
He clearly heard the bedboards crack as his body sank, Tsunade falling with him.
In that instant, Leo's sword swept through the lush golden forest, coming within a hair's breadth of entering the warm opening. He could clearly feel what Tsunade's softest place was like.
Just as he was about to enter, the tightness—and Tsunade suddenly sitting down—made it slip painfully aside.
Everyone's seen a branch stabbed into sand, only to split violently because of too much force. That was exactly how Leo felt now, as if his brother were undergoing a horrific torture. He took a sharp breath, only to feel a soft hand press against the tip of his sword.
Warmth surged instantly, and the next moment, driven by pain, a second uncontrollable eruption followed.
"How about now? What about now?"
Tsunade's voice was still hollow. Leo took a deep breath, forcing himself to adjust mentally to the situation, then raised his head and spoke to her.
"If you're trying to kill me, just throw me into the zombie horde. Don't torture me like this."
He meant it. If he was going to die anyway, he honestly would rather be bitten to death quickly by zombies.
This was too much.
If he ever got the chance, he was definitely getting revenge.
The air went silent for a moment. After a while, he finally heard a voice that was a little less empty.
"I'm sorry…"
The next instant, guided by Tsunade, his sword passed through the dense golden forest and slid into a warm, tight place.
Entering was extremely difficult—similar to Erina, no, even tighter than Erina.
Because it was thicker.
Erina's body was full, but she hadn't yet reached her fullest stage. She still had room to grow. Tsunade, on the other hand, was a fully ripened fruit—whether in age or in mindset.
When Leo felt the thin membrane yield as he entered, he froze for a moment, then thought about it and said nothing. Tsunade's former boyfriend really hadn't had the chance to do anything before dying. Honestly, that was just bad luck.
But…
That led to something else.
"I'm sorry, Dan."
Tsunade said this quietly, then suddenly pressed down hard. The result wasn't just tearing pain and blood flowing from her body—it also sent Leo's blood pressure skyrocketing.
Hey—what are you treating me like?!
Leo was instantly furious.
Yet just as he was about to speak, Tsunade's body suddenly stiffened. Waiting for her next movement, Leo instead felt her begin to tremble.
The full, soft inner walls shuddered and clenched, as if trying to pull him in.
It was obvious Tsunade's body had wanted this for a long time, but…
Why did she stop?
Leo was confused for a moment, then realized it.
Hemophobia?
After a brief silence, Leo took the initiative again.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!"
"Ah! No! Blood!"
As he flipped her over, Leo felt his sword get yanked violently, almost pulled out entirely. Blood and mixed fluids splattered onto Tsunade, making her scream again as she collapsed onto the shattered bed.
Leo lit his lighter. What he saw was Tsunade curled up, her snow-white, full thighs drawn together, clutching her head and chest, staring at him in terror—and at the blood splashed on her body.
The sight almost made Leo laugh in anger.
You were the one who forced this, and now you're the one too scared to move.
Did she think he was some kind of pushover?
Even a pushover has a breaking point.
Tsunade's actions had left Leo both mentally and physically fired up. At this point, he didn't care anymore.
The most important step had already happened. Whether it was voluntary or not no longer mattered, because if Tsunade snapped back to her senses, her episode would only lead to even stranger behavior.
And if something like this had to happen no matter what, then…
He might as well take control himself.
Leo grabbed Tsunade by the ankle, dragging her trembling body toward him. He reached out, lightly sliding his fingers over the place he'd just barely tasted, leaving streaks of blood on his fingertips.
"You're scared of even your own blood, yet you try to force someone else? Is that fun to you?!"
He dabbed the blood onto Tsunade's forehead. She trembled even harder.
Without hesitation, Leo grabbed her calf, pulled her up, and threw her onto the bed.
Tsunade lay on her side, clutching her head in fear, terrified of her own blood.
Leo, holding the lighter, looked at her snow-white, full thighs and hips, and her unbelievably large chest. After a brief thought, he reached out and grabbed Tsunade's breast—
And squeezed hard.