Naruto: Uchiha is not Raikage!

On August 2nd, Konoha Village was immersed in the tranquility of a summer night.

Today is also... Tsunade's birthday.

Jiraiya made a special trip back from outside the village, clutching a carefully wrapped gift box tightly in his hand, his face bearing a smile that was a mixture of anticipation and trepidation.

"Hehe, I wonder if Tsunade will like this gift..."

He pondered to himself, and the image of Tsunade being deeply moved, even throwing herself into his arms, kept flashing through his mind.

As he pondered, his expression gradually became dreamy and distorted, as he became completely immersed in his own fantasy world.

Unbeknownst to him, two people disguised by the "Eliminating Face Technique" were watching him.

"Jiraiya is still the same as always."

Kato cut off the secret passage.

He's still as frivolous as ever, and he has some designs on Tsunade.

Despite his mild temperament, he couldn't help but feel a slight displeasure when he saw Jiraiya so openly pursuing Tsunade.

Orochimaru keenly sensed the change in his emotions and let out a low chuckle:

"Heh heh, don't forget, in the eyes of the world, you've been dead for many years."

"……you're right."

Kato Dan's eyes dimmed, and he nodded helplessly.

Orochimaru's words awakened him; Jiraiya only began his pursuit after the end of his life.

Moreover, he and Tsunade never officially established a relationship, and even if they had once loved each other, he shouldn't have expected Tsunade to remain a widow for him for the rest of her life.

Kato Dan asked himself if he could do something so selfish.

I was just acting on impulse, but now that I've calmed down, I can look at it rationally.

"Let's take advantage of the darkness to move out."

Orochimaru called to Kato Dan, and the two quickly headed to the memorial monument in Konoha.

There are many organizations of the dead there, and by digging up their graves, one can obtain some of their genetic information.

Through this part, one can use the "Impure World Reincarnation Technique" to be resurrected.

……

Wood Leaf Grilled Meat Q.

Some people who knew Tsunade well came here.

She only wanted to have a small birthday party this time.

Kiyoshi glanced around at the people there and found that only Shizune was there.

Including Jiraiya, who hasn't arrived yet, there are only four people in total.

"That guy, he probably went off somewhere to have some fun again, didn't he?"

Tsunade frowned in displeasure, her fingers unconsciously tapping the table.

He originally wanted to invite the old man along, but unfortunately, his master's wife, Sarutobi Biwako, had sustained a hidden injury during the last raid on the village by the Shinkyo organization.

In addition, as people age, many things become difficult to change even with medical ninjutsu.

Hiruzen Sarutobi is currently at home taking care of Biwako Sarutobi. It is said that Asuma Sarutobi learned of this and asked the daimyo for leave to return home.

"It shouldn't take too long."

Kiyoshi sensed that Jiraiya was also heading this way.

In addition, he sensed Orochimaru's chakra, as well as an unfamiliar chakra.

"Let's have a drink first."

Tsunade grew impatient and pushed the full cup of sake towards Kiyoshi, then tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp.

After a few drinks, a charming blush appeared on her cheeks.

"We haven't even started eating yet, so don't get drunk."

Kiyoshi turned to look at Tsunade, whose face was already slightly flushed.

"Where am I drunk?"

Tsunade drank another cup while she was talking.

"Lady Tsunade... your face is all red," Shizune whispered a reminder.

"You two disciples, you've started to boss your master around?"

Tsunade glared at Shizune with feigned displeasure, but couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

"Yes, yes, Lady Tsunade."

Silently, with an expression that says "you're the boss."

"Lady Tsunade has a unique charm in this pose."

Kiyoshi smiled, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

The alcohol was broken down in an instant.

In reality, Kiyoshi rarely gets completely drunk.

The effects of these drinks on his health were extremely minimal.

Unless Kiyoshi develops a liquor with an extremely high alcohol content.

But that's meaningless. Kiyoshi doesn't really like drinking; it numbs his mind, and he doesn't like that feeling.

"Grumpy."

A strange light flickered in Tsunade's eyes, then she lowered her head and watched the bubbles rising from the wine.

"By the way, where's the gift?"

Tsunade opened her arms without any hesitation and spoke with a self-righteous air.

Shizune was the first to present a beautifully wrapped gift box. Tsunade opened it and found a finely crafted scalpel.

"very nice."

She weighed the knife in her hand, her eyes softening.

"You must have put a lot of thought into it."

Tsunade could tell that the scalpel was better than the one she had used before; the little guy had clearly put in a lot of effort.

She then looked at Kiyoshi.

There were no words spoken.

Kiyoshi could tell that Tsunade was asking him why he hadn't taken out the gift yet.

Their anticipation was palpable.

"This is a gift for Lady Tsunade, representing my feelings."

Kiyoshi also took out a gift box, and inside was a necklace.

At the very center is a jade-colored crystal magatama, strung together by a white bone chain.

This is a necklace that Kiyoshi made in the same style as Kushina's.

He made only minor adjustments to the surface of the jade-colored barrier, changing the direction of some small patterns and textures.

"You didn't know I had a necklace?"

Tsunade looked at the gift from Kiyoshi, a slight smile playing on her lips, and her eyebrows seemed to curve downwards as well.

"of course I know."

Kiyoshi's gaze inadvertently swept over the scenery at her collar.

Ravines.

A ravine is a narrow crevice formed by the squeezing of two massive mountains on either side.

The weight on Tsunade's slender waist made people tremble, and her sleeveless top seemed to be rustling slightly.

"You knew it and still bought it, you wasteful brat."

"I made this myself."

Kiyoshi's answer surprised Tsunade.

She examined the necklace again more closely.

self-made?

Tsunade examined the necklace again and discovered that it contained a "Sage Chakra".

Just like the First Hokage necklace left by his grandfather Hashirama Senju, it contains some chakra.

Such a gift...

Tsunade reached out and grasped the necklace on her chest.

She was used to seeing gold and silver treasures and expensive jewelry, and never took off the necklace on her chest.

After a long silence, Tsunade took off the First Hokage's necklace for the first time, and then put on the necklace that Kiyoshi had given her.

The jade-colored magatama trembled between the ravines, almost slipping into them.

"Kid, you've got good skills."

Tsunade smiled slightly, as if the air itself brightened for a moment.

This was the first time she had received such a gift.

He truly deserves to be her disciple.

Tsunade's brown pupils reflected Kiyoshi's face.

Ok……

Disciples...

Tsunade suddenly felt a pain.

Is that all there is to it?
For no apparent reason, Tsunade picked up her wine glass and took another sip.

Tonight is a good day for getting drunk.

After Tsunade had drunk several cups, Jiraiya rushed over.

"Sorry I'm late."

Jiraiya smiled apologetically at Tsunade while taking out the gift he had carefully prepared.

With Kiyoshi's masterpiece as an example, Tsunade was less concerned about what Jiraiya would give her.

Out of respect for Jiraiya, Tsunade accepted it.

When she opened the gift, four bright characters appeared before her eyes.

Intimate Violence.

"..."

The veins on Tsunade's forehead bulged out in a "well" shape.

Her hands clenched and unclenched, then unclenched again.

Finally, remembering the gift Kiyoshi had given him, he managed to suppress his anger and refrain from punching Jiraiya away.

She patiently flipped through a few pages, but the contents made her face grow increasingly grim.

"Snapped!"

The book was slammed hard into Jiraiya's face.

"Keep this book for yourself to enjoy!"

"Don't be so clueless about art, Tsunade!"

Jiraiya cried out in grievance,

This is the culmination of his hard work, and it became a bestseller in adult books and magazines as soon as it was released.

Only surpassed by a masterpiece from many years ago, "Intimate Hell".

"Don't force me to hit you, Jiraiya."

Tsunade's cold gaze sent a chill down Jiraiya's spine.

He had personally experienced the power of those fists.

As Jiraiya became more serious, the atmosphere at the birthday party gradually returned to normal.

The night is getting darker.

"Tsunade, let me take you back."

Jiraiya shamelessly made the suggestion.

“I have a disciple to give it to.”

A drunken Tsunade glared at him.

Jiraiya awkwardly withdrew his hand and instructed Kiyoshi:

"Then please."

After saying that, he left with a burp.

At that moment, Kato Dan, who had stolen a lot of genetic information from powerful individuals along with Orochimaru, also passed by on this street.

Using the B-rank ninjutsu "Eliminating Face Technique" as a disguise, the two successfully evaded Jiraiya.

Although this ninjutsu is only B-rank, it melts away and steals another person's face, then pastes it onto one's own face, creating an extremely strong disguise effect.

The drunken Jiraiya never expected that he would brush past Orochimaru.

"What's Jiraiya doing here?"

The idea flashed through Kato Dan's mind.

Just as he was about to leave with Orochimaru, a familiar voice made him stop abruptly.

He heard a familiar voice.

That's clearly... Tsunade!
Kato Dan walked forward uncontrollably.

Orochimaru stopped abruptly after completing half of the hand seals.

He looked on with interest as he watched Kato break through.

Orochimaru also noticed that Tsunade was inside.

Not only Tsunade, but also Kiyoshi, whose body he desperately wanted to possess! "Shizune, you go back first, I'll take Tsunade-sensei away."

Kiyoshi said.

Seeing that Tsunade still wanted to drink more, Shizune nodded helplessly and left.

She went back to make Tsunade's bed first.

More than ten minutes later.

"It's time to go, Tsunade-sensei."

Kiyoshi drank a cup of wine, his expression unchanged.

"Why...why aren't you drunk?"

Tsunade raised a glass of wine and weakly tried to pour it into Kiyoshi's mouth.

"Drink! Why should I be the only one who gets drunk?"

The next moment, however, his arms fell limply due to his drunkenness.

She leaned half her body against Kiyoshi, her warm breath carrying the scent of wine brushing against his neck.

Ravines.

Kiyoshi thought of hot dogs.

This food is usually made by placing a sausage in the middle of bread.

"Kiyoshi, just how many...women have you been with?"

Tsunade leaned against Kiyoshi's side, her voice carrying a barely perceptible tension.

She tilted her head slightly, the warm yellow light flowing over her flushed cheeks and graceful neck.

At the current BBQ Q, there are only Kiyoshi and Tsunade at one table.

Her sleeveless top was slightly disheveled due to her tipsy posture, revealing her smooth shoulders, and she seemed to be enveloped by an invisible warmth.

Kiyoshi lowered his head, and his gaze met hers.

He could clearly sense that the alcohol was slowly eroding Tsunade's reason; physiologically speaking, she was indeed drunk.

But the occasional glint of clarity in the depths of his eyes made Kiyoshi raise an eyebrow.

Was he drunk or not?
What does Tsunade-sensei think?

He chuckled and tossed the question back to her.

Tsunade did not answer immediately, but stared at him with her eyes, which were filled with both drunkenness and clarity.

After a while, she suddenly leaned closer, her warm breath carrying the sweet scent of alcohol brushing against his chin.

"You're such a disobedient disciple... I guess I need to teach you a lesson."

Her breath was fragrant and sweet; the alcohol did not produce an unpleasant odor, but instead intertwined with her own fragrance to create a unique aroma.

It's called a mature and alluring fragrance.

Perhaps it was because I drank too much tonight, or perhaps it was because I had no one to confide in about the pent-up emotions of so many nights, but suddenly an unprecedented impulse surged up.

She suddenly looked up, and at that very moment, Kiyoshi was also looking down at her.

Tsunade moved up slightly.

Their lips touched.

Kiyoshi could clearly feel that Tsunade's body, nestled in his arms, was trembling slightly from excessive tension, like a frightened bird.

Those brown eyes also began to lose focus.

It seems to be dissipating.

Is it just discomfort, or something else?

Tsunade herself couldn't tell whether it was discomfort or something else; she only felt a huge sense of satisfaction wash over her like a warm current, which made her involuntarily relax her tense nerves.

Kiyoshi was somewhat surprised that Tsunade was being so proactive today.

After a long time.

Tsunade pushed Kiyoshi away and took a breath.

Between breaths, her slightly parted lips glistened with moisture, as if unspoken words lingered between them.

This intimate scene was witnessed by the figure standing outside the window.

Kato Dan's face, which had originally been carrying a gentle smile, was divided into two halves of light and shadow under the light spilling out from the BBQ Q restaurant.

His signature long blue and white hair was disguised as black, swaying gently in the night breeze. His usually smiling lips were now taut into a straight line.

One side of his face remained as gentle as ever, while the other side was shrouded in shadow, as if something was violently twisting and collapsing beneath it.

Why."

He silently screamed in his heart, his fingers unconsciously tightening, his nails digging deep into his palm.

The person he had silently protected for many years, the one he always held dear in his heart, was now embracing another person intimately.

Kato Dan once thought that as long as he waited patiently, he would one day be able to stand by Tsunade's side and become her support.

Those afternoons spent discussing medical ninjutsu, those times fighting side by side, those focused profiles of hers as she healed his wounds—each memory transformed into the sharpest kunai, piercing his heart with deadly force.

His gentle demeanor shattered bit by bit, and the fury of having something precious taken away gnawed at his reason like a venomous snake.

His gaze gradually darkened, and complex emotions surged within his once clear brown pupils.

Although I rationally understand that I have been dead for many years and have long lost the right to ask questions.

But for him, the days of fighting alongside Tsunade seemed like just a few days ago.

The past years are a blank to him, completely unreal.

That's why the intense sadness and anger were even harder to suppress.

"I was the one who met her first, and I've always been by her side."

Just then, Tsunade seemed to vaguely sense something and suddenly turned to look out the window.

But all she saw were the shadows under the streetlights, thick as ink, so deep that she couldn't see any trace of them.

She shook her head, her heart still pounding, and her attention was quickly drawn back to Kiyoshi beside her.

"Okay...take me back."

She forced herself to remain calm and spoke, deliberately avoiding Qing Si's gaze, afraid that if she looked at him any longer, he might do something out of control.

"Of course, no problem, my dear Tsunade-sensei."

Kiyoshi lightly licked the corner of his lips, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, after paying the bill, he left with Tsunade using a space-time ninjutsu, leaving only Kato Dan under the streetlight.

Orochimaru had never seen such a complex and profound expression on Kato Dan's face.

Pain, jealousy, anger, and despair intertwined, almost tearing his handsome face apart.

"Ho ho ho..."

He couldn't help but let out a low, pleasant laugh.

It's interesting, really interesting. Life always manages to present the most unexpected and dramatic moments.

If one doesn't live a long life, how can one witness such beautiful scenery?
It seems that his measures of using talisman kunai to control Kato Dan... were perhaps unnecessary?

……

After returning home, Tsunade locked herself in her room and shut the door. Kiyoshi wasn't in a hurry; there was still plenty of time.

After Kiyoshi left, Tsunade collapsed onto the bed, not knowing why she had acted so impulsively that day.

"What is that brat thinking?"

Tsunade turned around and could still see the crescent moon outside the window.

The moonlight shone on her, making her skin appear even whiter and more beautiful.

But at this moment, even the usually strong Tsunade discovered that she also had a side that feared loneliness.

Perhaps it's because Kiyoshi is the man she's been closest to over the years?
…………

The silvery-white season has quietly arrived.

Fine snowflakes, like feathers, silently covered the entire forest, the branches laden with fluffy snow, as if draped in a soft velvet blanket.

Hinata Hyuga walked nervously through the crunching fresh snow, looking around at the world shrouded in pure white.

This was the first time she had been allowed to leave the Hyuga clan's residence alone, but she lost her way in this snow-covered forest.

"Where is Teacher Kiyoshi...?"

Hinata Hyuga felt a pang of regret; she shouldn't have run away alone.

Just as she was at a loss, bursts of laughter came from afar.

Three tall boys were having a snowball fight. Hinata, as if seeing a glimmer of hope, timidly walked towards them.

"Look! There's a strange little devil!"

The boys quickly surrounded her, eyeing the trembling Hinata with ill intent.

She wanted to run away, but her legs felt as heavy as lead.

"Aren't you from the Hyuga clan? Show us your Byakugan!"

A tall boy looked at Hinata defiantly.

"If you don't want to, then don't look here."

Another chubby boy joined in the commotion.

"Exactly, your eyes are really disgusting."

The third boy made a face as he spoke.

"You're actually a monster, aren't you?"

"A monster with white eyes!"

The three children surrounded Hinata Hyuga, their shrill laughter piercing the chilly air.

Hinata instinctively took a step back, her boots leaving a deep footprint in the snow.

Her aggrieved lips trembled slightly, her pure white eyes were misty with tears, and her slender fingers gripped the edge of her scarf tightly.

In fact, even if she rolled her eyes at that moment, the children would still find other reasons to laugh at her.

All they need is an excuse to bully someone, not a real reason.

Hinata opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

The Hyuga clan's etiquette teachings never included how to deal with such rude situations.

Normally, servants would accompany them and immediately drive away any disrespectful people.

But today, she sneaked out and now she has to face all of this alone.

Snowflakes fell silently, settling on her trembling eyelashes.

Hinata felt her vision begin to blur, and warm tears welled up in her eyes, contrasting sharply with her pale cheeks.

She bit her lower lip, trying hard not to let the tears fall, but this action only made her look more vulnerable and helpless.

Finally, she slowly squatted down and buried her face deep in her knees, as if that would allow her to hide herself from this nightmare.

Fine snow gradually covered her shoulders, and her slender figure appeared particularly small and pitiful amidst the swirling snow.

"She's about to cry."

Do you think her tears might also be white?

"Cry! Let us see!"

Just then, an orange figure suddenly jumped off the swing next to them.

"Hey! You're not allowed to bully her!"

Naruto shouted loudly, his breath condensing in the cold air.

He rushed to Hinata and spread his arms to shield her behind him.

"I am Naruto Uzumaki, the future Hokage!"

The boys were taken aback at first, then burst into laughter:
"The future Hokage? What an idiot!"

Naruto narrowed his eyes and skillfully formed hand seals:

"Prepare yourselves, Shadow Clone Technique!"

Bang bang.

"Come and hit me then."

"That's right!"

Two little Narutos appeared on the ground, chattering and cursing at the person in front of them.

The Shadow Clone Technique was a ninjutsu that Naruto secretly learned from his mother, Kushina, but he didn't master it; he just used it instinctively.

Clearly, we have failed.

Although he learned some ninjutsu from Minato Namikaze, he currently does not know any A-level ninjutsu.

Just as Naruto was about to unleash his true power, a voice came from behind.

"Are you bullying my disciple...?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall figure appear in the snow at some unknown time.

His long black hair stood out against the white snow, but what was most striking was the fan-shaped emblem on his shoulder.

"The Uchiha clan crest..."

"A sharp-eyed boy said in a trembling voice."

The various rumors the villagers had about the Uchiha clan made the children turn pale.

Although Kiyoshi did not release any chakra, his cold gaze sent chills down the spines of the boys.

"No, that's the Hokage..."

"It's the Fourth Hokage."

A sharp-eyed child recognized Kiyoshi.

Kiyoshi was not wearing the red imperial robes, but rather ordinary casual clothes.

"If you have any complaints about my disciple, feel free to speak up." (End of Chapter)