Boom!
A muffled sound echoed as Haruto Saito was once again sent flying, crashing into the corner of the wall!
He got up again and charged toward the couch!
Boom!
Once more, Haruto Saito was thrown out. He neither defended nor fought back!
Boom!
The fourth time!
Boom!
The fifth time!
Haruto Saito appeared beside the couch again, pressing Tsunade down onto it... But this time, she didn't send him flying. She hadn't dared to hit him too hard in the first place. Given her strength, if she had truly attacked with full force while he wasn't defending, he would have been seriously injured and unable to get up!
At this moment, Tsunade found herself unable to continue hitting him!
Haruto Saito was relentless, burning with passion, determined to engulf her in his flames!
Tsunade struggled, pushing against Haruto Saito, but he had already captured her lips. Her clothes were being pulled apart, and his hands were roaming freely.
"You brat... You damn brat... Don't do this... I'm not ready yet... I haven't even taken a bath... Damn brat... Get away—mmm..."
Tsunade finally stopped resisting, while Haruto Saito became even more audacious.
Tsunade's breathing grew heavier!
Her body beneath him squirmed restlessly.
It seemed as if she was beginning to feel... something.
After all, she had already shared an intimate moment with Haruto Saito before. Back then, she had nearly gone crazy, and afterward, she resented his young age. Yet, she had never truly let go of him. Over the past year, many had pursued her, but she had turned them all down. Perhaps deep in her subconscious, she had been waiting for Haruto Saito to grow up, so their relationship wouldn't seem so shocking to the world!
And now, Haruto Saito was already taller than her, stronger than her.
And far more assertive!
Tsunade, despite her reputation as the 'Fiery Dragon of Konoha,' was, in truth, someone who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside. A woman like her would either fall for someone willingly or be conquered by a man even more domineering than herself. There was no other way she would end up with someone!
"You brat, don't be so hasty... Don't... Mmm..."
Rip!
Her clothes were torn apart!
The internal conflict in Tsunade's heart was gradually consumed by Haruto Saito's burning desire. Truthfully, she could have subdued him in an instant since he wasn't defending himself, but she never did. And finally...
She wrapped her arms around Haruto Saito's neck, pressing her lips together tightly, as if afraid she would make some embarrassing sounds.
The moon shone high in the sky.
The bed creaked, and shadows intertwined.
The night grew hazy.
---
As dawn broke, the first rays of sunlight illuminated the spacious bedroom. The soft light bathed the disorderly couch, where Haruto Saito suddenly jolted awake from his dreams, drenched in cold sweat.
He had dreamed of Tsunade sharpening a knife.
Terrifying!
He realized he was resting against something soft and warm. Raising his head slightly, he found himself nestled in Tsunade's embrace.
She was still fast asleep.
At twenty-four, Tsunade looked stunning. Her delicate features were serene, but faint traces of dried tears remained at the corners of her eyes. The tears weren't from sadness or grievance... but rather from being overwhelmed!
Haruto Saito's body had been strengthened multiple times!
If he flexed his muscles to their full extent, his physique would expand dramatically, as if he had doubled in size!
They say there's no such thing as land that can't be plowed, only farmers who tire too easily!
But Haruto Saito wasn't one to tire, and Tsunade... lacked experience. Her first time had been with him, and this was only the second time.
Seeing Tsunade's peaceful sleeping face, Haruto Saito grinned mischievously. He shifted slightly, pulling himself from her embrace, then wrapped an arm around her slender waist and leaned in for a deep kiss.
Tsunade stirred awake!
She nearly sent him flying out of reflex!
Had Haruto Saito not caught her fist in time, he would have been airborne again.
After stealing his fill of kisses, Haruto Saito finally let go. Tsunade's face was flushed red as she glared at him in frustration. She didn't even know how she had let this happen. Why hadn't she beaten this mischievous brat to death last night?
Scenes from the previous night flashed through Tsunade's mind, making her feel even more embarrassed!
"You brat! You actually dared to force—" Tsunade gritted her teeth.
"Hey! Don't say it like that!" Haruto Saito immediately cut her off. "It wasn't forcing anything—we both wanted it, mutual attraction!"
"Pfft, shameless! You clearly—"
"Hey, that's too much! I don't know who ended up being more enthusiastic later on, screaming so loudly... If I hadn't covered your mouth, someone might have heard. Oh, and you even begged me, saying you couldn't take—"
Boom!
Haruto Saito was kicked off the bed!
Tsunade sat up with a flushed face, her ears turning red, glaring at him angrily.
"Don't you dare say another word, you little brat!"
"Hehe, I was wrong, I was wrong! My dear wife! My love! Mwah! Come on, give me a kiss—" Haruto Saito climbed back onto the bed, grinning, and pulled Tsunade into his arms.
Tsunade took a deep breath, trying to suppress her emotions, remaining silent.
"Wife!" Haruto Saito teased again.
"Shameless!" Tsunade scolded.
"It's still early. Let's sleep a bit more..." Haruto Saito whispered, pulling Tsunade into his embrace.
Tsunade immediately pushed him away, looking disgusted. "Brat, don't touch me!"
"Don't be like that..." Haruto Saito grinned, leaning in to whisper something into her ear.
Tsunade's face turned red again as she turned to glare at him, ready to fight.
But Haruto Saito moved first, capturing her soft lips before she could utter another word. He rolled with her on the couch, holding her tightly. Tsunade struggled a little, but soon, she gave in, wrapping her arms around his neck once more.
Mornings were perfect for a little... exercise.
---
The sun had risen high by mid-morning.
Tsunade pursed her lips, leaning against Haruto Saito's chest, poking his chest repeatedly with her finger, still muttering under her breath.
"You brat, you troublemaker, always causing problems... Running off to build a village out of nowhere, and all you think about is this... You brat, you little demon..."
Haruto Saito endured the pokes, letting her vent.
After all, sooner or later, she would completely surrender to him. Eventually, it would be clear who was in charge!
Smack!
Suddenly, a crisp slap rang out!
Haruto Saito had smacked Tsunade's rear and grinned. "Say, Lady Tsunade..."
"Hm?" Tsunade lifted her head, narrowing her eyes. "What did you just call me?"
Haruto Saito froze for a moment.
"Tsunade... uh... Tsunade dear? My love? Tsunade wifey? My darling?" He rattled off several names.
Tsunade's glare intensified.