r18novel Chapter 132 Cleaning and Massage
Chapter 132 Cleaning and Massage
Chapter 123 Cleaning and Massage
Upon entering the guest room lobby, Hatake Sakumo did not mention the content of his conversation with Minamoto no Mori and Ebizo.
He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Shanzheng, tonight our two teams will be on guard duty. Our team will keep watch for the first half of the night, and you two will take over the second half, changing shifts at 1 a.m., how does that sound?"
"Yes, Sakumo-senpai," Sakazaki Yamamasa replied.
The two teams often cooperated and were familiar with each other, so there was no need for further explanation.
Sakumo Hatake did not assign any tasks to Tsunade and Senju Hoshino, and the two were happy to have some free time.
At this moment, the two Root ninjas exchanged a glance. The shorter one, "Rin," spoke coldly: "Jonin Sakumo, please tell me the contents of your conversation with Minamoto no Mori and Ebizo."
The root members always spoke in a detached tone, even omitting honorifics.
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.
Everyone turned and looked at him coldly.
Sakumo Hatake remained calm and replied in a deep voice, "I will report the contents of our conversation to the Third Hokage. The Hokage will discuss it with his advisor."
"You—" Ren's breath caught in his throat. He wanted to question her, but he held back.
The room was full of Konoha ninja, but not a single one of them stood on their side.
He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and without saying goodbye, turned and left.
The tall Root member also loosened his grip on the knife and silently followed them out.
The people of Konoha watched them leave dejectedly, and they all felt a sense of satisfaction.
"Ahem." Sakumo Hatake coughed lightly. "Let's assign rooms."
After quickly assigning the guest rooms, he said, "Yamamasa, Tsunade, Chisaku, come here for a moment."
Four Jonin entered an inner room.
"Tsunade, Minamoto no Mori's body—can it really only last two months?" he asked.
"Yes, at most two months." Tsunade nodded.
Sakumo Hatake remained silent.
Minamoto no Morihiro made no secret of his situation to Tsunade or Ebizo, stating that his life was nearing its end. At this moment, he was simply confirming with Tsunade one last time.
He pondered for a moment and slowly said, "Our mission is basically complete. Minamoto no Mori intends for Minamoto no Wataru to succeed him, and an alliance will be signed with Konoha. The promised benefits will also be fulfilled."
"However—they will also form an alliance with Sunagakure and provide them with certain economic compensation."
After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, giving the others time to think.
In fact, everyone had anticipated a similar outcome during the peace talks with Sunagakure. However, the fact that the Land of Rivers had allied with two major ninja villages at the same time was still somewhat unexpected.
Xingyuan Qianshuo thought to himself, "As expected of a daimyo who can provide rewards for enhancing mental strength, he is skilled in the art of balancing and can really endure."
This incident was actually orchestrated by Ebizo of Sunagakure, yet Morimoto Minamoto tolerated it all.
Pursuing Sunagakure's responsibility will not benefit the Land of Rivers; it will only further antagonize them.
Instead, giving up some benefits in exchange for an alliance between the two parties can pave the way for Yuanqiu Ferry.
Although Konoha supported Minamoto no Wataru to take power, he will likely continue to pursue a balanced approach in the future and will not completely side with Konoha.
Seeing that no one had any objections, Hatake Sakumo said, "I will report the situation to the Third Hokage. If everything goes smoothly, the Hokage will send someone to sign the alliance. Everyone, go back and rest, but we still need to remain vigilant. We may need to stay here for another day tomorrow."
The three nodded and left the room.
Sakumo Hatake took out paper and pen and carefully wrote a report.
Then, he bit his thumb and formed a hand seal to communicate with spirits—
A pug with a sour look and a wrinkled face appeared in the room.
If Xingyuan Qianshuo were to see them, he would immediately call out "Parker." The two are simply too similar.
"Lord Sakumo, what are your orders?" The pug looked around the room and asked.
"Pa, Hachi, Chichi—" Hatake Sakumo tried hard to recall the names of his ninja dogs.
"Lord Sakumo, my current name is Jun-face." The pug interrupted him, saying directly.
"Alright, handsome face. How long can you use this name?" Hatake Sakumo said helplessly.
"Kakashi named it for me, and I'm very satisfied. It should last a long time," the pug said proudly.
"Alright." Sakumo Hatake stopped hesitating. "Please deliver this letter to the Hokage Building and give it to the Third Hokage."
He gently placed the folded letter into the pocket of the blue scarf tied around his neck.
"Okay, then I'll go back—" The handsome man paused halfway through his sentence, "By the way, where is this place?"
"The Country of the River."
"Lord Sakumo, my wife is pregnant. Could you please bring back some local specialties from the Land of Rivers?" The handsome man said without any politeness.
"Okay, I'll definitely buy it." Hatake Sakumo quickly agreed.
This is precisely why he doesn't like to summon his own ninja dogs—it would be too embarrassing if outsiders saw it.
"Let's go!" The handsome man nodded in satisfaction, then turned into white smoke with a "bang".
"Sigh—" In the quiet room, Hatake Sakumo sighed softly.
When Xingyuan Qianshuo returned to his room, he saw that Tsunade looked tired, and his heart ached.
He reached out and pulled her into his arms, then lowered his head to kiss her rosy cheeks.
"Alright—I'm covered in dust."
After a long while, Tsunade gently pushed him away and whispered.
Xingyuan Qianshuo reluctantly stopped: "Do you want to go take a shower?"
"Never mind, it's inconvenient." Tsunade shook her head.
This room only has one bathroom, which is indeed inconvenient.
After a moment's thought, Xingyuan Qianshuo channeled chakra into his palm, condensing it into a clear water sphere.
"Here, let me help you wash." A smile appeared on his lips.
"Go! Go! Go."
Tsunade recalled what happened in the bathroom last night, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she gave him a disdainful look.
"What are you thinking? I'm just wiping your face." Xingyuan Qianshuo blinked, looking completely innocent.
"Hmph!" Tsunade snorted softly, thinking to herself: I wonder who it was last night who insisted on bathing her personally and wouldn't let her do it herself.
Xingyuan Qianshuo smiled and covered his face with the water ball.
The water swirled gently, washing over my face and carrying away the dust. After washing, my face was clean and dry, without a drop of water left.
"Ninjutsu is convenient for serving daily needs," he said, without even taking off his clothes, he manipulated the water to flow down from his head and washed his entire body.
He then opened the window and threw the ball of sewage into the yard.
Tsunade kept smiling as she looked at him.
Xingyuan Qianshuo turned around and walked back, smiling gently: "Come on, I'm really just helping you clean up."
"Hmph, that's for the best." Tsunade finally nodded.
Xingyuan Qianshuo condensed a water sphere once again.
The water flowed gently around Tsunade's cheeks. Compared to the casualness with which it had been directed at her earlier, the water was now as soft as a feather, gently brushing against her eyebrows, eyelashes, bridge of her nose, and lips.
Then, the water flowed down to her long golden hair, her fair neck, her smooth back, and her full breasts—
The cool water glides over your skin, washing away the dust, sweat, and fatigue accumulated from your journey.
The delicate touches traveled through her nerve endings, causing Tsunade, who was enjoying the sensation with her eyes closed, to let out a soft hum.
"Is it comfortable?" Xingyuan Qianshuo asked in a low voice.
"Hmm—" Tsunade responded through her nose, a slight smile playing on her lips, her expression content.
Her alluring appearance and soft humming were nothing short of captivating Xingyuan Qianshuo's heartstrings.
Unfortunately, we are still on a mission.
He sighed inwardly, suppressed his distracting thoughts, and focused on washing her.
There's no rush to end it; the water is gently guided to flow, tenderly caring for every inch of skin, with even the finest water droplets flowing between the fingers.
The room was quiet, with only the faint sound of water mingling with the two people's soft breathing.
"Using ninjutsu like this," Tsunade suddenly spoke, her voice languid, "is more interesting than many flashy but impractical techniques."
"This is how ninjutsu should be used," Hoshino Senju chuckled.
With a casual gesture, the water flowed in an arc, precisely flying into the courtyard through the open window.
"Alright, sit down. Your feet must be tired after traveling all day. Let me massage them for you," he said gently.
"Hmph!" Tsunade glanced at him.
That's clearly a malicious remark.
She knew that Qian Shuo was fascinated by every part of her body, especially—but she never expected that he wouldn't even spare her feet.
But she did not refuse, and obediently sat down, raising her pair of fair and jade-like feet.
Her toenails were stained with rose-colored nail polish, which contrasted beautifully with her fair skin, resembling newly blossoming petals.
Unfortunately, the candlelight in the room was dim and flickering, casting a hazy glow.
Xingyuan Qianshuo held her ankle with his large hands, his fingertips gently stroking it, which made Tsunade chuckle and scold him softly.
Delicate, exquisite, and warm—he played with it for a while, unable to resist lowering his head and gently kissing the instep.
Tsunade's body trembled slightly, and she murmured, "Chisaku, no—"
Xingyuan Qianshuo looked up and couldn't help but chuckle to himself—why couldn't he just not be able to resist?
He took a deep breath, composed himself, and began to carefully massage the soles of her feet.
As a medical ninja, he had an intimate knowledge of the pressure points on his feet and legs.
The finger techniques were gentle yet precise, bringing Tsunade immense comfort, and her soft, humming sounds were delicate and penetrating to the bone.
That voice, that expression—filled Xingyuan Qianshuo's heart with immense satisfaction.
Twenty minutes later, he stopped.
My mind was satisfied, but my body was suffering.
He suppressed the urge to set up a soundproof barrier and turn the tables—even though peace had been reached with Sunagakure during the mission, he couldn't afford to be too lax.
Another ball of water condensed and washed her feet.
Then, a water balloon was thrown out, extinguishing the candlelight.
He couldn't wait to embrace the relaxed Tsunade and lie down together.
Tsunade leaned against the pillow, embracing him, her gaze soft, her slender fingers gently stroking his cheek.
He snuggled into Tsunade's arms, nuzzling his head from side to side to find the most comfortable position.
Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a soft glow.
The room was quiet, gentle, and filled with affection.