After learning there really was a way to resurrect them, Tsunade instead fell into hesitation again, grabbing her hair in frustration.
"Let me think about it. I'll find a chance to ask Kushina and the others what they think."
After saying that, she dropped the topic, pushing herself up with a bit of weakness.
Then she kicked Aoba with her foot.
"You can scram now."
"Huh?"
Aoba looked wronged, like someone had just thrown him away.
"Sensei, you're just using me and tossing me aside."
"Don't start."
Tsunade rolled her eyes at him, "There are several people waiting for you at home. If you go back too late, they'll start getting suspicious."
"Sigh! Fine."
Aoba had no choice and obediently put on his clothes.
Tsunade rolled her eyes again, unable to stop herself from giving a warning.
"And don't overdo it. If you push this kind of thing too far, it'll harm both men and women physically."
She could barely handle him alone.
But with that many people… She was also worried about this brat's body.
"Sensei, you still don't know what kind of body I have?", Aoba flexed his muscles.
Not exaggerated, but firm and well-defined enough to make even Tsunade take a couple extra glances.
Aoba couldn't help laughing.
It wasn't just him who wanted Tsunade, Tsunade wanted him plenty too.
"Brat, are you feeling very proud right now?", She noticed his expression and suddenly became stern.
"I'm not…"
Tsunade ignored his explanation and directly kicked him out.
Aoba: "…"
He really didn't know if Tsunade wanted this kept secret or not.
She wouldn't even let him take a shower, wasn't he obviously going to get exposed once he went home?
But since Tsunade didn't care, he definitely wasn't going to worry about it either.
He strolled back to his home, relaxed.
Everyone had already gone back to their rooms. Only Kin was still finishing the cleaning.
After all, he and Tsunade had taken quite a bit of time.
"Kin, thanks for the hard work."
This time, Kin didn't say her usual "This is what I should do."
Instead, she walked up to Aoba, a little timid, and said, "Um… Lord Aoba, do I get a reward?"
Though her voice was shy, her eyes were already closed, chin slightly raised, wearing an expression of "please do as you wish."
Aoba didn't make her wait. He bent down and kissed her.
After the verbal reward came the physical reward. Kin, out of habit, turned around, placed her hands on the sofa, and arched her hips.
Her face was red, her watery eyes half-closed with expectation.
Aoba's mouth twitched. He had no idea how Kin developed this hobby.
But since his obedient little maid asked, of course he would satisfy her properly.
Smack!
After confirming no one else was in the living room, rhythmic sounds echoed.
"All right, go rest for tonight."
After giving her the reward, Aoba gently helped Kin ease her soreness.
"Mm… th-thank you, Lord Aoba."
Kin thanked him, then covered her backside with a red face and hurried to her room.
She was in no condition to keep cleaning anyway.
She'd nearly gotten something unclean on Lord Aoba's hands earlier.
'But… why does Lord Aoba smell entirely like Lady Tsunade?'
Aoba naturally didn't know what she was thinking. He returned to his room, planning to take a shower and change clothes.
But when he entered, he realized someone was already in the bathroom.
He didn't need to guess who it was.
Only Uzuki Yugao ever used the bathroom in his bedroom to bathe.
Aoba walked to the bathroom door.
He held the handle, turned it lightly, and pushed it open.
He stepped inside and looked at Uzuki Yugao.
Steam drifted through the air, mist filling the room, softening the scene.
But it didn't obscure Aoba's vision.
He could clearly see Yugao sitting in the bathtub.
Her long violet hair was pinned high, her beautiful face slightly flushed, her expression relaxed, droplets rolling down her fair skin.
From her neck to her collarbone, and down into the water covering her elegant body.
Ripples shimmered between white curves.
Uzuki Yugao also noticed him enter, looking slightly surprised.
"Back so soon?"
"Is Yugao-nee waiting here for me?"
Aoba approached, intending to lift her from the tub.
But Yugao raised a leg and pressed her foot against his chest to stop him.
Aoba froze, 'Has Yugao-nee come up with some new kind of play?'
He could already see a hint of that purple.
"Go to Konan and the others first!", Yugao said with a red face.
"Why?"
Aoba was surprised.
"There are more of them. You might have a harder time handling it."
Yugao said softly.
Aoba pretended to be displeased, "Yugao-nee, are you looking down on me?"
Yugao looked helpless, "That's not what I mean."
Then she immediately got out of the tub, shoved Aoba out of the bathroom, and locked the door.
Through the door, she said, "Anyway, go to Konan's room first tonight!"
"This…"
Aoba looked wronged again. He felt like he was being disliked.
———
"Will Aoba like this?"
"I think he'll prefer the white ones."
"But he always makes me wear black."
"Mm… then let's both wear them. You wear black, I'll wear white."
"?", Aoba stood at the door, hearing the conversation inside, completely confused.
He pushed the door open.
Konan and Shizune were sitting on the bed, each holding a different colored pair of stockings.
They froze when they saw him.
"You came so fast? Where's Yugao?"
Konan lifted her jade-like foot, slipping it into a white stocking.
"Uh… Yugao-nee seemed to have something to do."
Aoba's mouth went dry.
"I see."
Konan didn't think much of it and let go.
Snap!
The edge of the white stocking hugged tightly against her thigh. Because of the design, it slightly dug into her soft flesh.
"Come here."
Konan beckoned him over.
Then she raised her white-stockinged leg, placed her hands on her knees, and looked at him with a cold, regal expression.
Like a queen.
Shizune followed suit with her black-stockinged leg.
Aoba's blood instantly surged.
The next moment, startled cries filled the room.
Riiip!
The high-quality stockings tore in several places, revealing plump, fair flesh.
Because the stockings were stretched tight, the full curves pressed outward.
———
In the quiet night, the sounds were clear and unmistakable.
Uzuki Yugao, wearing only a bathrobe, stood in the hallway, heart racing fast.
She hesitated for several seconds, then finally moved.
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