Sara gnashed her teeth, face flushed red, but stammered for a long time without being able to say a word.
Seramu beside her could only watch in worry.
'This daughter really is useless.'
She even wanted to go up and demonstrate it herself.
Aoba felt a bit helpless, but there was nothing he could do, so he could only speed up his eating.
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[Konoha, Inside the Hokage's Office]
Tsunade was staring at a document, but if you looked closely, her eyes weren't focused at all, clearly in a distracted state.
After being absent-minded for quite a while, Tsunade suddenly came back to herself, shook her head, and shook the thoughts out of her mind.
"Damn brat!"
Tsunade cursed under her breath, then shoved this document from the Snow Country to the very bottom.
She felt like she might be sick lately.
Just a few days of not seeing that pervy brat, and yet because of a document that had some connection to him, she actually started spacing out.
'The Sand Village matter has long been resolved. Right now that brat is surely with those little girls, sightseeing in Roran.'
'Truly a hateful brat!'
The more she thought, the more Tsunade irritated herself.
Her chest even felt a bit tight.
She was just about to continue reading documents, when suddenly she sensed a surge of chakra.
She subconsciously looked up.
"Brat?"
Seeing Aoba suddenly appear inside the Hokage's office, Tsunade couldn't suppress the joy on her face, but she quickly forced it down.
She was the Hokage now, she wouldn't let herself show too much emotion just because of the sudden appearance of a stinky disciple.
Tsunade asked with a "cold" face.
"Why are you even using Transformation Jutsu now?"
Aoba looked at his teacher he hadn't seen for three years. His heart was happy, but he still acted cold.
Inside, he felt even more stirred.
"Sensei, this isn't Transformation Jutsu."
"What do you mean?"
Tsunade froze for a moment, and in that moment, Aoba was already right in front of her.
Her whole body was grabbed in his excited hug, pressed on tightly.
"Mm!"
Tsunade just opened her mouth to say something, but her defenses collapsed completely.
Feeling his reckless aggression, Tsunade found it hard to breathe.
'What's wrong with this brat today?'
Tsunade's heart was full of doubt, 'This brat is bold, but normally he would at least find some kind of excuse. For him to act like this, it is the first time.'
"Brat, what's wrong with you today?"
Tsunade pushed Aoba away a little, finally getting the chance to ask.
"Sensei, I missed you."
"Hm?"
Tsunade's eyes widened slightly, then trembled.
Aoba's one sentence made her temporarily set aside her Hokage identity.
Seeing this brat being so sincere, she decided to give him a little sweetness.
After Aoba was satisfied, Tsunade was breathing heavily.
She felt like she was about to suffocate just now. She had no idea what kind of medicine this brat had taken.
Tsunade glanced at Aoba, who was still lying on her "pillow," and stroked his hair.
"Tell me, what happened?"
She could feel that he must have gone through something during this time, otherwise he wouldn't be like this, and she wouldn't allow him to be so presumptuous.
Aoba didn't answer immediately. Instead, he buried his face in the pillow and rubbed against it.
"Sensei, I haven't seen you for three years."
"What exactly happened?"
Tsunade frowned, staring at his now even more handsome face, and asked.
Aoba organized his words, then told her what had happened.
Of course, he hid the fact that he already knew the truth but deliberately went along with it. He only said it was by accident.
After hearing Aoba's account, Tsunade fell silent.
When she heard that Aoba had stayed alone in Roran for three years, her heart couldn't help but tremble.
"I don't care."
Aoba said carelessly, "Being able to see Sensei again, I'm already very happy."
Tsunade's eyes trembled slightly, a mix of emotions she couldn't quite name swirling in her chest.
But Aoba's next words made her furious.
"Actually, the main thing was I couldn't leave Roran. If I could've left, I would've gone to find Sensei earlier. That way, we wouldn't have much age difference now."
"Brat!"
Seeing Aoba still joking, Tsunade asked angrily, "Do you even understand the danger of it?"
Anything involving time and space couldn't possibly be safe.
"Sorry, Sensei."
Aoba apologized decisively, "There won't be a next time."
"You still want a next time?"
Tsunade grabbed his collar, pulling his head out from the pillow.
Her expression turned dangerous.
Aoba left his comfort zone, staring at the crack in the snowy ground.
Pitch-black, deep, and full of danger.
"There will absolutely be no next time!"
Aoba shouted his promise, "From now on, I'll only listen to Sensei! Whatever Sensei tells me to do, I'll do it!"
His bottom line was very flexible.
Tsunade snorted, but still let go.
Aoba buried his face back in again.
Tsunade felt her fists tighten.
'This brat is really getting bolder and bolder!'
If not for the fact he had just gone through this ordeal, Tsunade would've beaten him until he couldn't get out of bed.
"Sensei, I really missed you."
Aoba lifted his head, his eyes full of raw, unhidden emotion, like silk strands wrapping around.
It wrapped tightly around Tsunade's heart.
The scolding she wanted to say stuck in her throat.
They pressed together again.
Maybe because of emotions running too deep, their actions grew wilder.
Tsunade's sleeveless top had already been completely opened.
Aoba had also already become the first man to climb the highest peak of the shinobi world.
If this wasn't the Hokage's office, maybe something very "pleasing to see" would've happened. But it was the Hokage's office.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
The knocking on the door was like a bucket of cold water, instantly dousing the heat inside the office.
Tsunade hurriedly pushed Aoba off her body.
Then scrambled to fix her messy clothes and disheveled hair.
Aoba did the same, though his movements clearly carried frustration. He felt like he had come back at the wrong time.
He should've come back at night. If it were night, he could've gone straight to Tsunade's home.
No one would disturb them then.
"Haha!"
Tsunade, who had been nervous, saw Aoba hunching and sulking, and all her tension vanished, even laughing out loud.
Aoba rolled his eyes, then helped her call out to the outside.
"Come in!"
"Hm?"
Tsunade's eyes widened slightly. She hadn't even finished fixing her clothes.
But the office door was already pushed open.
Shizune and Konan walked in together.
Sometimes Aoba couldn't help but wonder, 'Is Shizune-nee doing this on purpose?'
Because every time his private time with Tsunade got interrupted, it was always Shizune.
'Could it be Shizune-nee has some kind of… cheating radar?'
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