The very same day, Makoto began researching the coordinate inscription technique that would be imprinted on the soul.
However, since it needed to be applied on a large scale, it took him quite a bit of effort.
Eventually, he used the Tower of Solariy to envelop the entirety of Konoha, marking every single person with a coordinate.
The world had very little understanding of soul-related secret techniques, so when Makoto carried it out, almost no one noticed anything unusual.
That night, instead of going elsewhere, Makoto came to Tsunade's house.
When Shizune saw him standing outside the door, she wasn't too surprised.
Instead, she respectfully invited him in.
With everything that had happened to Lady Tsunade, it was only natural for His Majesty to come and check on her.
However, Tsunade was somewhat resistant to meeting Makoto.
After realizing that her counterpart in this world had a relationship with him similar to that of a secret lover, she felt an unsettling sense of infidelity.
And this kind of "affair" was not something she enjoyed in the slightest.
"Do you need something?"
Seeing Makoto walk straight into her bedroom without hesitation, Tsunade couldn't help but ask.
Makoto chuckled. "Can't I come to see you without a reason?"
"..."
Tsunade had no interest in responding to such frivolous words.
She wasn't some young girl who would blush at such teasing remarks.
On the contrary, the fact that Makoto still maintained this attitude toward her even after knowing she wasn't the original Tsunade made her feel slightly annoyed.
She had clearly underestimated Makoto's shamelessness.
Under Tsunade's gaze, he casually sat down on her bed, leaning back against her pillow.
Tsunade frowned slightly.
"It's late. I'm going to sleep."
"Perfect. Let's sleep together."
As he spoke, Makoto even patted the bed beside him, motioning for her to join him.
Tsunade suppressed the anger rising within her and forced herself to remain calm. "Do you know how old I am in my original world?"
Makoto crossed his arms and smirked. "So what? I don't mind."
"..."
His attitude was beginning to test Tsunade's patience.
In her original world, the only people who dared to act so flippantly toward her were the ignorant thugs she encountered during her travels.
And without exception, those people all met very unfortunate ends.
Forcing a smile, Tsunade spoke in a steady tone, "Your Majesty, since you already know that I am not the original Tsunade of this world, I hope you can recognize the reality of our current relationship."
After all, this was his territory, and Tsunade was already exercising the utmost patience.
However, Makoto countered with a question: "Our relationship? Tsunade, do you know what kind of relationship you and I have here?"
Tsunade responded, "That was the relationship between this world's Tsunade and you, not between me and you. I am not the Tsunade you knew before. To me, you're nothing more than a stranger I just met."
Hearing this, Makoto raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled. "You're right. But before you arrived, I was already used to coming here at this time to see Tsunade. We were also used to doing some… enjoyable things together. Now that you've taken over her body, why don't you—"
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a powerful gust of wind rush toward him.
Tsunade's fist stopped just two centimeters away from his cheek.
However, her punch did not land; instead, it was blocked by an invisible force.
As she met Makoto's gaze, her expression was ice-cold, yet his smile remained unchanged.
"You've got some guts," he said. "Do you know what happens to people who dare to raise a hand against me?"
Tsunade gritted her teeth, forcing herself to calm down.
But then, to her shock, she realized that her body was suddenly out of her control.
Even though she wanted to pull back her fist, she found herself completely unable to move.
She let out a cold snort and said, "Aren't you the one deliberately provoking me?"
Makoto reached out and began stroking her face, gently caressing her cheek and chin.
"You can't say that. Do you know what your most important job is here?"
"I don't want to know!"
Makoto grinned. "It's to please me. You've seen it already, haven't you? Those fun little things in the wardrobe."
"..."
Tsunade wanted to dodge his hand, but she couldn't even turn her head.
A look of defiance filled her eyes.
She hadn't expected to find herself in such a situation after arriving here.
She could clearly feel that disgusting hand on her skin.
Fortunately, it didn't last long before stopping.
With her limited field of vision, Tsunade had no idea what Makoto was doing.
She gritted her teeth and asked, "What exactly do you want?"
At that moment, Makoto had opened her wardrobe and was rummaging through it.
After searching for a moment, he pulled out that particular item.
Ding-ling—
The small bell was cleverly designed.
Even when tightly bound by fabric, it could still chime clearly.
Smack!
Makoto suddenly slapped Tsunade, causing the tips of her ears to flush red.
In all her years, she had never been so humiliated.
The feeling was unbearable.
Makoto held the item in front of her, shaking it lightly.
"Take a guess—what do you think this is?"
Tsunade let out a cold scoff. "Why should I care what it is?"
"How could it not concern you?" Makoto grinned, then leaned in close to her ear and whispered a few words.
Upon hearing his words clearly, Tsunade's pupils contracted slightly.
She struggled with all her might, but she was still powerless to resist.
"You bastard! How dare you?!"
"I'll kill you! I swear I'll kill you!"
"Hyuga Makoto!"
Her voice rose in pitch, sounding almost hysterical, as if his words had completely shattered her psychological defenses.
Makoto, however, merely chuckled as he watched her reaction.
He then sat down on the bed, toying with the object in his hand, observing the shifts in her expression while listening to her furious insults.
Fortunately, he had already sealed off the sound in the room.
Otherwise, not only would Shizune have heard Tsunade's shouting, but the entire neighborhood would have been awakened by her screams.
Only when Tsunade had cursed herself hoarse did Makoto leisurely stand up again.
He ignored her burning gaze filled with rage and hatred and said, "Why are you so resistant? You used to beg me for this all the time."
"..."
Realizing that resistance was futile, Tsunade fell into silence.
She clenched her teeth tightly, her sharp gaze locked onto Makoto without saying a word.
"How about this?" Makoto spoke again.
"Be good, and politely beg me."
As he spoke, he dangled the object in front of her once more.
"If you beg me, I'll put it away."
"..."
Tsunade instinctively wanted to lash out with another insult, but she suddenly stopped herself.
To actually plead with him…
It was indeed something difficult to accept—something that required her to abandon her dignity.
But compared to what he was about to do…
Tsunade's mind was in turmoil, struggling fiercely.
Her eyes lowered, and she felt her entire body trembling.
Why was this happening? Why had she suddenly found herself in such a situation? She was the Fifth Hokage…
Did the Tsunade of this world actually enjoy this kind of game?
"Have you made up your mind? My patience has its limits."
Ding-ling—
The sound of the bell rang out once more, like a haunting death knell.
Tsunade suddenly felt regret creeping in.
Why had she been so drawn to this world?
After learning the way back, wouldn't it have been better to let go of her curiosity and return immediately?
But now, it seemed too late for such thoughts.
The object in Makoto's hand dangled before her, swaying back and forth.
The crisp sound of the bell made her feel almost dazed.
She bit down hard on her lip, so much so that blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.
"Your… Your Majesty."
Makoto heard the slight tremor in her voice.
"I beg you… please let me go…"
"Don't… don't put that…"
Seeing Tsunade lowering her voice in plea, Makoto couldn't help but laugh.
"Tsunade, you were the Fifth Hokage in that world, weren't you?"
"..."
Fifth Hokage… Hearing that title now felt unbearably ironic to Tsunade.
Would a Hokage really be subjected to such humiliation?
Would a Hokage really be toyed with and shamed like this?
"I was wondering how the Hokage version of you would be different from the Tsunade of this world. Now it seems that even when begging, you both look exactly the same."
Tsunade gritted her teeth and lowered her gaze. "I've already done as you asked. Can you let me go now?"
Makoto shook the bell in his hand again.
"No."
Tsunade froze for a moment before rage flared in her eyes. "You—!"
Makoto grinned and said, "What? Did you actually believe me? I was lying."
Ding-ling—
Before Tsunade could spit out a curse, she felt his hand move to her waistband.
A look of pure terror spread across her face.
It felt as if she were falling into a deep, lifeless well, an abyss of darkness swallowing her whole.
"No… Don't!"
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