"Come here."
Tsunade's lips curled into a slight smile as she turned and lay back on the beach chair.
She wore a purple bikini; the straps looped around her neck, supporting a substantial weight.
Large expanses of snowy white skin were exposed. Her slender waist, seemingly graspable in a single hand, showed no signs of pregnancy.
A white string from her bikini bottoms traced across her full hips, and her long, shapely legs, planted on the sand, revealed painted toenails.
Tsunade had naturally taken the first spot, and no one else objected, each settling into their own beach chairs to wait.
"Sensei," Shinho said, standing before her.
"Go ahead," Tsunade said, her eyes on him.
He had changed into swim trunks, revealing a well-toned physique. Though she experienced it firsthand every night, the sight was still a feast for her eyes.
Shinho picked up the sunscreen, squeezed some into his hand, and then applied it to her thigh.
The two were intimately familiar with each other, so there was no shyness between them.
Tsunade's body relaxed naturally.
She had suggested the sunscreen application to gauge her standing among them, and as expected, she was the most important.
Shinho moved upwards along her thigh, gently rubbing the lotion into her soft skin.
He quickly realized, however, that applying sunscreen was torture. He couldn't do anything else.
Faced with such stunning temptation, he had to maintain a heart as still as water, especially with Ino and the others watching nearby.
"Done," Shinho said, letting out a breath.
"What about my back?" Tsunade asked, glancing at him with a playful smile. She knew exactly what he was thinking.
Tsunade sat up, brushed her hair aside, and then lay face down on the beach chair.
Her hips rose slightly, her back smooth and straight, and her bikini, pressed against her, accentuated her ample curves.
Shinho involuntarily swallowed.
Both her attire and her position sent his blood surging, but he couldn't transform into the valiant knight he longed to be.
With a grave expression, Shinho finished applying the sunscreen.
Tsunade finally burst out laughing, her body shaking with mirth, as tumultuous as ocean waves. "You'll pay for this tonight!" Shinho said, glaring at her.
He hadn't realized it at first, but it became clear she was intentionally teasing him. Not that he minded; the sensation was quite pleasant.
"Oh really?" Tsunade asked softly, placing a hand on her belly. "What should we do about it, then?"
Shinho was speechless.
"They're still waiting for you," Tsunade said, a mischievous glint in her eyes, not helping the situation at all.
Shinho lightly tapped her forehead in exasperation and turned towards Ino.
This was the order he had decided on. Hinata didn't care about the order, Shizune and Karin were easier to appease, so Ino was second.
Ino instinctively sat up, honestly surprised.
Before Hinata's pregnancy, she had been confident in her chances of being first, estimating a fifty-fifty probability. But now, it was much harder.
She hadn't expected Shinho to choose her still.
"What are you thinking about?" Shinho asked, waving a hand in front of her face.
"N-nothing," Ino said, lying back down.
Excitement warred with shyness. Applying sunscreen meant practically touching her all over, but the thought of the pregnant Hinata stiffened her resolve.
This was nothing.
Shinho looked at Ino and squeezed out some sunscreen.
She was also wearing a bikini, a yellow and black striped one that showcased her perfectly proportioned figure. But he still loved her smooth, flat stomach the most.
Shinho reached out and placed his hand on her abdomen.
Ino's body trembled, a blush rising on her pretty face.
She could feel his large hand moving across her skin, gliding upwards from her waist, passing over the gaps in her bikini.
A wave of weakness washed over her, the blush spreading to her ears.
"Are you hot?" Shinho asked, gently stroking her collarbone.
"Y-yes… a little…" Ino suddenly realized she was sweating.
"I'm almost done," Shinho said, moving to her long, shapely legs, soft yet firm, all the way down to her curled, jade-white toes.
Ino bit her lip.
She felt like Shinho was taking advantage of her, but she couldn't say anything, enduring the strange sensation.
"All done," Shinho said, withdrawing his hand.
Ino's body immediately went limp on the beach chair.
Her face was flushed, her breath coming in gasps, and her eyes were hazy, giving her an alluring appearance.
Shinho twitched his lips.
It was pure torture. And this torture had to continue.
Taking a deep breath, Shinho walked towards Hinata.
"Shinho-kun," Hinata greeted softly.
Her swimsuit was the most conservative.
A bikini was faintly visible underneath, but she wore a shirt-like beach cover-up and swim shorts. A straw hat lay nearby.
How would one describe it? It was cute rather than sexy.
"Take off the cover-up," Shinho said, picking up the sunscreen.
"Okay," Hinata said shyly, removing the cover-up to reveal her curvaceous figure.
Her full bust rivaled Tsunade's.
Shinho sighed inwardly.
Torture, pure torture. He longed to unleash his inner beast, but he couldn't.
Methodically, Shinho applied the lotion, starting from her feet and working his way up to her back and collarbone before stopping.
He exhaled and met Hinata's gaze. Her eyes were filled with moisture, her entire being radiating an indescribable allure. Shinho quickly turned away, continuing his torment.
Shizune was fourth.
Her swimsuit was similar to Hinata's, a bikini with a beach cover-up, but hers was transparent. Her bikini was pure black, and she wore a leg ring on her thigh.
Karin was fifth.
She was dressed skimpily, but her lack of curves made her less alluring.
Sixth was Konan.
Shinho's eyes brightened. Konan wore a white one-piece swimsuit that clung to her body, highlighting her perfect figure.
The only downside was that her upper body was covered, leaving only her limbs exposed.
Shinho crouched down and took her foot in his hands.
Konan pursed her lips. The coolness of the lotion was accompanied by a ticklish sensation. As Shinho's hands moved upwards, her heart beat faster.
The one-piece swimsuit exposed half of her buttocks, and Shinho was now teasing her there.
He felt the ample flesh, smooth and firm.
Looking up, he saw Konan's slightly flushed, beautiful face.
This was unbearable.
Shinho quickly finished applying the sunscreen. He withdrew his hands and said, "All done, Konan-nee."
"Thank you."
Konan composed herself and walked towards the ocean.
The cool seawater enveloped her, finally calming her down.
After a moment's thought, Shinho approached Samui.
Like Konan, she wore a one-piece swimsuit, but with a significant difference: it wasn't fully connected.
Openings at the front, back, and sides revealed generous amounts of snow-white skin.
To borrow a phrase from his past life, it was a view that offered a different breathtaking vista from every angle.
"Hokage-sama," Samui greeted him rather shyly.
"Hmm," Shinho nodded, and began to squeeze out some sunscreen.
But as he looked at Samui again, he froze. The straps of her swimsuit had slipped from her shoulders down to her arms.
Shinho was suddenly struck by a dazzling light, as if someone had abruptly switched on a high-beam headlight in the dead of night.
He instinctively licked his lips.
"Hokage-sama," Samui said calmly, "I want every inch of my skin covered with sunscreen."
Damn it! How could applying sunscreen be so agonizing?!
A thought struck Shinho. He glanced around. Tsunade and the others were already playing: swimming, skateboarding, and surfing.
"Every inch?" Shinho asked with a grin. "Alright."
He sat down on the beach chair. Samui was momentarily stunned, then quickly understood.
Her earlier actions had had their intended effect.
Since Shinho wasn't worried about being seen, she, as his secretary, would naturally follow his lead.
"Let's start from the furthest to reach point," Shinho said, bending down to face her. Samui bit her lip.
Shinho exhaled.
The previous torment was now somewhat lifted. He reached out and began applying sunscreen. Though her position was somewhat precarious, it didn't affect him at all.
"...?" Mabui, who was waiting her turn, heard a familiar sound and felt a pang of curiosity.
She turned her head and immediately blushed.
Was this how sunscreen was supposed to be applied? A sudden wave of anticipation washed over her.
"Mabui," Shinho said, noticing her gaze, "Come here, I'll apply sunscreen for you too."
Mabui's heart skipped a beat.
She got up and walked over to them. The beach chair couldn't accommodate a third person. After a few seconds of hesitation, she moved to the side of Shinho.
This was almost habitual. After all, Shinho often visited Samui's home and would often include her afterward.
"That brat!" Tsunade was the first to notice the three of them.
She was speechless. Applying sunscreen inside and out? Shaking her head, she decided to ignore them.
Konan turned around and froze.
Though she only saw a busy back, she knew exactly what was happening.
The Hokage was truly a ladies' man. Konan stared blankly, her heart beating faster.
She was certain that Samui now was a reflection of her future self.
Was it truly that pleasurable? Konan scooped up some seawater and splashed it on her face, regaining some clarity.
She remembered promising Shinho that she would consider his proposal.
She needed to think it over carefully.
Her relationship with Shinho had reached a crucial juncture.
Whether to take it further depended entirely on her decision. Konan suddenly realized that despite his flirtatious nature, Shinho had never forced her.
She fell silent.
Initially, she had wanted to observe Shinho's path to peace, but as they spent time together, she developed feelings for him.
Of course, the bigger reason was that his path to peace was actually working.
The current Shinobi world was very close to the peaceful world she envisioned.
She pursed her lips, finally making up her mind.
Given the current situation, she couldn't just give up, so there was no need to resist.
"How could this be?" Ino felt a sudden pang of anxiety.
Lost in the moment, Samui and Mabui were no longer holding back.
Though the sounds of the waves provided some cover, they were skilled kunoichi; their actions couldn't be hidden from the others.
The others reacted similarly to Tsunade, but Ino was different.
Her relationship with Shinho hadn't reached that level.
She covered her face with her hands, but peeked through her fingers, watching intently.
Her heart pounded in sync with his movements. She should have been angry, but she couldn't muster any anger.
Instead, she felt shy, excited, and expectant.
After what felt like an eternity, Shinho finally finished applying sunscreen.
Unsurprisingly, Samui and Mabui had taken the longest and used the most sunscreen.
Their skin was noticeably glossier than before, especially Mabui's darker complexion made a direct contrast.
Fortunately, they were at the beach. After a quick rinse in the ocean, they returned to their normal color.
Shinho floated on the surface of the ocean, his hands cradling the back of his head. After exerting himself, his body was completely relaxed.
The seawater lapping against him brought a cool sensation. The sun was bright, but not overly hot.
Shinho let out a long sigh. This was the life.
Too bad one person was missing: his sister-in-law, Hanabi.
She, along with Amaru and Fuu, were too young and were busy with training, so he hadn't brought them along.
Now that he thought about it, it was the right decision.
Just then, there was a splash. Shinho turned his head and saw Ino swimming underwater like a mermaid.
Water sprayed as she surfaced.
"Shinho-kun," Ino asked, glancing at his abs, "Want to play volleyball?"
Beach volleyball? Intrigued, Shinho was about to agree, but then he reconsidered.
Participating himself wouldn't be as interesting as watching them play.
"I'll pass," Shinho said seriously. "I can be the referee. Besides, if I join, there will be an odd number of players."
Beach volleyball was two against two. Excluding him, there were eight people, enough for two teams.
"Alright," Ino nodded.
A net was quickly set up on the beach.
Under Shinho's arrangement, the teams were decided: Tsunade and Shizune versus Samui and Mabui; Hinata and Konan versus Karin and Ino.
As the game began, Shinho's eyes were glued to the ball, taking in the supreme visual feast.
Tsunade, Samui, and Hinata, in particular, played exceptionally well, their every move captivating him.
Night fell.
After a day at the beach, it was finally time to rest. Dinner was barbecue prepared by Shinho. After chatting for a while, everyone returned to their tents.
When it was time to sleep, Shinho hesitated, ultimately making the arduous decision to be fair.
He visited Tsunade, Hinata, Shizune, Karin, Mabui, and Samui, in that order.
Only Konan and Ino remained.
By then, most of the night had passed.
Just as Shinho was about to fall asleep, holding Samui in his arms, a sparrow made of paper flew in to the tent.
He paused.
It was an invitation from Konan.
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