After settling the matter, Tsunade left the construction company.
As she walked toward the Hatake residence, the closer she got, the more vividly last night's memories resurfaced in her mind.
When she reached the spot where she and Chuanfeng had parted ways the night before, Tsunade subconsciously wiped the corner of her mouth with her hand.
After calming herself, she stepped toward the door and knocked.
A moment later, the door opened, revealing the same steward as before.
"Lady Tsunade, the Second Young Master is in the dojo."
He bowed and turned away, clearly feeling it unnecessary to personally lead her anymore.
Hearing this, Tsunade walked straight inside and headed to the training grounds.
Earlier that morning, Nawaki had come and gone again—apparently Orochimaru finally had time to teach him today.
Chuanfeng naturally wouldn't stop him. He knew well that in the original timeline, Orochimaru truly did care for Nawaki.
If not for Nawaki's death, Orochimaru might never have turned to researching immortality so quickly.
Tsunade entered the dojo.
She saw Chuanfeng conversing with the Slug Sage—it seemed he had already mastered the Summoning Technique.
"Chuanfeng-kun."
"You're here."
Chuanfeng looked up, his eyes meeting Tsunade's as she walked toward him.For some reason, both of them flushed red.
"I'll take my leave. You may summon one of my clones whenever you need me."
"When the time comes, I will use Reverse Summoning to bring you to the Shikkotsu Forest."
Sensing the dopamine thick in the air, the Slug Sage dissolved into a puff of smoke and vanished from the Hatake dojo.
"Have you really decided to learn Sage Arts?"
Tsunade looked away, then spoke in a soft, sweet tone.
"Yes. Once the hospital construction officially begins, I'll head to the Shikkotsu Forest to learn more."
Chuanfeng did not hide anything—he just hadn't told Shuo Mao yet.
"Alright. Just be careful."
"You still have family who worry about you."
Tsunade looked at him gently.
"I will. And I have you."
Chuanfeng's magnetic voice made Tsunade blush harder; she didn't know how to respond.
"Did you find a construction team?"
Chuanfeng noticed her fluster and changed the subject.
"Yes. Work starts this afternoon."
"Want to come along?"
Talking business snapped Tsunade out of her dangerous daydreams.If the conversation had gone on any longer, she might have already decided to name their child "Hatake XXth Generation."
"We're going, and… not going."
Chuanfeng smiled faintly, keeping his plan to himself for now.
"Let the crew start working. We'll hide and watch the fun?"
Just like on the battlefield, Tsunade's instincts were sharp. She was still a top-class kunoichi, after all.
"Exactly. You can notify the crew to begin surveying or construction this afternoon. Handle that part yourself."
"My brother and I will wait for you back at the house."
Chuanfeng shared his plan; Tsunade nodded in agreement.
"You're interested in sparring?"
Her attention shifted naturally—Shuo Mao was still training hard nearby.
Seeing sweat pouring down his face reminded Tsunade of her own grueling training.Without a certain understanding of space-time, no one could become a Flying Thunder God user.
"Yes."
Chuanfeng's voice brought her back, and she agreed.
Tsunade would never refuse a fight with a strong opponent—especially if that person was Chuanfeng.
"I won't hold back."
The moment she finished speaking, Tsunade clenched her right fist and slammed it downward.A powerful burst of chakra exploded beneath her feet, shattering the ground.
"This troublesome woman is absolutely banned from doing punching practice at my house."
Chuanfeng smiled on the outside, but inwardly cursed.
"Then I won't hold back either."
They moved to the center of the field, putting distance between them.
Pressure spread across the dojo.
Naxue watched along with the Ghost Mastiff, and even Shuo Mao stopped training to look over.
The fighters hidden in every corner were coming alive again.
Though Chuanfeng still wore a gentle smile, Tsunade felt an enormous pressure from him.
She kicked off the ground; cracks split beneath her feet.
Then Tsunade's right fist flashed with white light as she let out a battle cry and charged.
Chuanfeng's eyes sharpened.Fast—but still only relatively fast.
If Tsunade tried to dodge, she wouldn't even touch the edge of his clothes.
Lightning-Release chakra instantly surged across his entire body.His silver hair lifted as if electrified, and his whole presence grew wild.
Their fists collided—cracks spiderwebbed across the ground behind them.Wind exploded outward, trees shook violently, leaves scattered.
"Fun."
Tsunade smiled and stepped back.
Chuanfeng followed, the two engaging in close-quarters combat, fists and kicks clashing in rapid succession.
This was Tsunade's favorite fighting style.
The dojo echoed with heavy impacts.
Their strikes collided again, and both were forced apart.
"It's hard to say which of us will win. I'll show you my true strength."
Chuanfeng spoke, drawing his sword.
The pressure he gave off was lighter than before, but Tsunade's expression turned more serious.
Byakugō Activation.
The diamond mark on her forehead glowed as the seal's lines spread across her face and down her body.
Her full power was now released.
Chuanfeng's Flying Thunder God sword slashed past her—the blade grazing her shoulder, arm, and collar, skillfully avoiding vital points.
Tsunade's speed had increased dramatically.
"Strength of a Hundred Strike!"
Her right fist connected squarely with Chuanfeng's torso, launching him backward.
It really was hard for him to hold back against his future wife.
Shuo Mao's gloomy face immediately brightened when he saw his little brother get pummeled.
Why do you never go easy on me? I'm your big brother—show me some respect!
Chuanfeng healed his own injuries instantly, while Tsunade's power had risen another tier.
The Strength of a Hundred Technique was truly an S-rank forbidden jutsu.
Its overwhelming power and regenerative capability explained how she could even stand against Uchiha Madara.
"Tsunade-chan, allow me to show you my swordsmanship."
Chuanfeng shifted into a sword-drawing stance.Tsunade's eyes sharpened—she braced herself fully.
"One flash. Six consecutive strikes."
To Tsunade, Chuanfeng became living lightning.His speed was on a completely different level—she had no time to react.
In a single breath, two zig-zagging afterimages passed through her body.
Chuanfeng reappeared behind her.The lightning faded, and he sheathed the Hakkaku Cold Sword.
A faint crimson line appeared on Tsunade's neck—a lethal wound.
The outcome was decided.(Note: We don't need Creation Rebirth here. Don't argue with me.)
Tsunade touched her neck; the sword mark vanished.The seal markings on her face dissolved as well.
"Chuanfeng-kun… I've never seen anyone run faster than you."
"Cough—cough."
Chuanfeng, who had been calmly posing, shattered internally at her wording.
Couldn't she phrase that… differently?
Like "Your speed is incredible" or "You're faster than lightning" or—
Chuanfeng was speechless.Yes, he was fast, but "runs fast"?!
"Forget it. Say it however you like."
He covered his face.One day, he would make sure she understood just how strong he was.
As a medical ninja, Tsunade's understanding of human anatomy was impeccable.
She immediately recognized his thoughts—and secretly spit on the ground.
What use was a handsome face if his mind was full of indecent thoughts?
"Chuanfeng-kun, what exactly goes on in your head every day?"
Tsunade shot him a blank look and walked toward the stone table.
Shuo Mao and Naxue were already drinking tea as if watching a performance.Even the Ghost Mastiff had gotten a piece of cake and was hiding behind Naxue, waiting to be fed.
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