As the name suggests, this is a ninjutsu that requires a kiss to activate.
A literal kiss, the mouth-to-mouth kind, through which chakra is sucked out from the other person's mouth in large quantities, a rather "simple" ninjutsu.
Uh…
Who on earth, and for what purpose, developed this kind of ninjutsu? Tsunade looked at her grandmother with curiosity, hoping for an answer.
"Don't look at me, I don't know who developed this ninjutsu either."
Mito indicated that she would never say that she was the one who developed this ninjutsu in her youth.
Because Hashirama's chakra was truly excessive, the kind that couldn't be used up, Mito thought that since so much chakra was just sitting there, it might as well benefit her.
Of course, the main reason was that Hashirama was as dense as a log in that regard, not proactive at all, forcing her to resort to this strategy.
Thinking back to that time, it really was a memorable past event…
Memories flooded her mind, and a happy expression appeared on Mito's face.
At the same time, Tsunade looked at the ninjutsu in her hand, falling into a deep thought.
If this ninjutsu absorbs chakra through kissing, doesn't that mean that to practice this ninjutsu, one must engage in a large amount of kissing practice? And if Tōshirō wants to practice this ninjutsu, then he must kiss.
And the kissing partner, needless to say, besides her, Tsunade, could there be anyone else?
Damn it, doesn't this give Tōshirō, that pervert, a legitimate reason to take advantage of her?!
At this moment, Nawaki, out of curiosity, tiptoed and blinked his eyes, asking, but unfortunately, he was too short, just a little tyke: "What kind of ninjutsu is this anyway?"
Tsunade quickly put away the ninjutsu, lest her younger brother learn something bad, and vaguely said: "It's nothing, just an ordinary ninjutsu."
Nawaki pouted, indicating disbelief: "Sister, you've changed, you're not the same as before."
"???"
"Sure enough, once you have a man, you don't want your younger brother anymore…"
Tsunade: ...
...
Training grounds.
After practicing Ice Release extensively, Tōshirō exhaled a breath of cold air and looked up at the increasingly crimson sky: "It's getting late, let's go back…"
Muttering to himself, he walked towards his girlfriend's house. Arriving home, he took out the key and smoothly inserted it into the lock, turning it once. With a click, he pushed the door open and said: "I'm back…"
After speaking, he chuckled to himself.
In the past, he always lived alone, but now, unknowingly, he was also a person with a family.
After a while, accompanied by the sound of footsteps, Tsunade, wearing pink slippers, came to greet him: "You're back? You seem to be quite a bit later than usual today."
"Yeah, I felt it more today, so I practiced a bit longer."
"Are you going to eat first, or take a bath first?"
Tōshirō let out a soft "huh," feeling that Tsunade seemed a bit different today.
How should he put it?
She seemed to have more of a wife-like air.
During their time living together, Tsunade would never give him a two-option question like eating first or bathing first.
Besides that, Tōshirō also noticed that Tsunade had even changed her clothes. She wasn't wearing that special fishnet armor but casual clothes. The main point was that she had milky white knee-high socks on her legs, which perfectly matched his fetish. Tōshirō couldn't help but grin mischievously, choosing option three: "Neither, I want to eat you."
Tsunade lowered her head, her thick eyelashes fluttering a few times, and softly said, "I understand…"
After speaking, she turned her head, leaving Tōshirō with a golden ponytail tied with a green silk ribbon, swaying gently.
This made Tōshirō really want to reach out and grab it, just like those guys in the back row during their school days who were just asking for trouble.
Tōshirō held back, afraid of getting hit.
During dinner.
Tsunade asked him how the food was, and Tōshirō, chewing the food in his mouth, sincerely praised: "Tsunade is getting better and better at cooking. She'll definitely be a good wife and mother in the future."
"Yeah, I think so too," Tsunade said softly.
"Huh? What did you just say?"
Tōshirō thought he had misheard and asked again to confirm.
"You misheard."
Tsunade's moist, jewel-like eyes flickered slightly.
"Oh, I thought so…"
Tōshirō was about to continue speaking when he suddenly smelled a fragrance, not of food, but something like flowers.
"Sniff sniff sniff…"
Tōshirō wrinkled his nose and followed the scent. After discovering that it was coming from Tsunade, he let out a soft "huh": "Are you wearing perfume?"
Tsunade's large, bright eyes looked at Tōshirō: "Is that not allowed?"
Tōshirō gently shook his head, speaking based on his memory: "That's not it, you usually don't use this kind of thing, do you?"
Tsunade casually said, "I feel like using it occasionally."
Tōshirō didn't think much of it and shrugged: "Oh, okay."
Tsunade asked for his opinion: "What do you think?"
Tōshirō thought for a moment and said objectively: "It's alright, but I prefer the original scent more."
Tsunade was taken aback: "Original scent?"
Tōshirō smiled mischievously, using a very tactful reply: "It's the natural fragrance that comes from you."
Tsunade had been with Tōshirō for a long time and had developed some immunity, so she wasn't easily swayed by this kind of talk, and she snorted: "You're so good at pleasing girls, you must often sweet-talk them."
I knew I shouldn't have sprayed it…
Tsunade muttered to herself inwardly.
Tōshirō cried out in grievance, quickly pledging his loyalty: "You know my social circle is so small, how could I possibly have the chance to say these things to other girls?" "Who knows~~" Tsunade chuckled: "You traveled outside for so long back then, maybe you got involved with some vixen out there. You might be hiding it from me."
Feeling untrusted, Tōshirō now felt very sad: "We've known each other for so long, from the ninja academy until now, don't you understand me yet?"
Tsunade didn't give him any face, waving her hand: "Spare me, it's precisely because I understand you too well that I say this."
Tōshirō: ...
"Tell me, during the time you traveled outside, did you meet any girls you liked, or any women who threw themselves at you?"
"Threw themselves at me?" Tōshirō was stunned: "Why would you think that?"
"This world is so chaotic now, isn't robbery a frequent occurrence?" Tsunade analyzed the current situation: "With your personality, if you saw a beautiful woman being bullied, you would definitely play the hero and save her, right?"
Tōshirō didn't deny it: "That's true."
He probably wouldn't bother if it were a man.
Tsunade shrugged: "So you see~ As the saying goes, for a man to pursue a woman, it's like crossing a mountain, but for a woman to pursue a man, it's like piercing a thin veil. I just don't believe that with your personality, if a beautiful woman threw herself at you, you wouldn't be tempted."
Tsunade was very possessive, and Tōshirō knew this.
If he didn't answer well, he probably wouldn't get any good naiko to eat later.
Naiko – a type of fruit, namely nairi (Chinese plum).
Tōshirō never hid his lecherous side.
If he said he wasn't tempted by those girls, even he wouldn't believe it.
This didn't mean that Tōshirō would cheat on Tsunade in the future, but being attracted to beautiful women was his nature.
Human evolution is a long process.
For a moment, it was difficult for Tōshirō to change this. All he could do was suppress his desires.
Denying Tsunade hastily would definitely make her suspicious, so Tōshirō could only use the art of language, first giving his agreement: "You're right, I would indeed be tempted."
Tsunade scoffed: "Heh~ Men~"
"But there's one thing, Tsunade, you're wrong, no—" Tōshirō shook his head, denying it himself: "Or rather, you've underestimated me…"
"Underestimated you?"
"Me~ I only like beautiful women."
Tsunade gave Tōshirō a strange look.
She thought, isn't that obvious? Which man doesn't like beautiful women?
Tōshirō glanced at Tsunade, their hearts connecting: "I know what you're thinking, don't interrupt me yet. Let me explain slowly."
"Hehe…"
Tsunade jutted out her chin, indicating for him to continue. She wanted to see what kind of explanation Tōshirō would come up with.
If his answer wasn't satisfactory, she wouldn't comply tonight—at least tonight.
Tōshirō organized his words, raised two fingers, and slowly said: "In my eyes, there are only two kinds of women: the first kind, beautiful women, and the second kind, ordinary women."
Tsunade asked, "Which kind of woman do I belong to?"
"Nonsense," Tōshirō replied instantly: "Isn't that obvious?"
Tsunade had already seen Tōshirō's attitude and nodded in satisfaction, indicating that she understood: "But does this have anything to do with what you're about to answer?"
"Of course it does," Tōshirō explained: "I have two main criteria for measuring beautiful women."
"What measuring criteria?"
"First, they have to be as beautiful as you, and second, they have to have a vast… ahem, you know."
Tōshirō glanced lecherously at a certain indescribable part of her.
The first criterion was obvious, and the second was spoken more implicitly. Tsunade didn't react immediately, but following his gaze, she lowered her head slightly and more or less understood.
"How much do you like that place that you would specifically include it as a criterion?"
"Since it's my evaluation standard, then it has to be according to my taste."
Tōshirō shrugged: "Based on the above two points, the criteria for judging beauty are very clear.
"First, they have to be as beautiful as you.
"Don't have it? "Then sorry, you're not a beauty.
"If they are as beautiful as you, then I'll continue to look.
"Not as big as yours?
"Then sorry, you're not a beauty, at least not in my eyes.
"If they are this beautiful and also as big as yours, then I'll reluctantly acknowledge them as a beauty.
"What twisted logic," Tsunade said with a smile and a scold: "What do you take me for?"
Tōshirō said directly: "The standard for judging beauty."
"I see, so I'm a tool person for measuring beauty, huh?" Tsunade said leisurely: "Then, besides me, have you found any woman of this type?"
Tōshirō replied without thinking: "No."
"Hmph…"
"Tsunade, you need to have confidence in yourself. A girl like you isn't that easy to find, you know."
"What do you mean I need to have confidence? You make it sound like I can't live without you."
Tōshirō's eyes turned a deep red, revealing a serious look: "I don't know if you can't live without me, but I can tell you very definitely, I can't live without you."
Tsunade's expression was somewhat dazed, and she didn't say a word.
"So, are you satisfied with my answer?"
"So-so…"
Tsunade sighed softly in her heart.
Oh well, tonight will be a cheap treat for this pervert.
(End of Chapter)
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