Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

Kushina looked at the man at the door who had suddenly fallen silent and froze, and the smile on her face faded a bit.

She tilted her head, her long red hair falling down.

"Qian Xuan?"

Qian Xuan didn't react; he just stared blankly ahead, his eyes somewhat empty.

Water Country Frontline...

Water Gate Team...

Three-Tails Jinchuriki...

These words, like heavy hammer blows, pounded into his heart.

He thought he had changed the plot of the Kannabi Bridge, saved Kakashi's eyes, and saved Obito's life.

He believed that he had nipped the tragedy in the bud with his own hands.

But fate always seems to like playing cruel jokes.

It simply took a roundabout approach, using a different method, to push those three teenagers back into that predetermined abyss.

Although Qianxuan didn't spend much time with the three of them, it was the most exciting period since he came to this world.

Kushina's heart sank when she saw Chigen's distraught appearance.

She knew that Qianxuan had a good relationship with the kids in the Shuimen class.

"It's fine."

She stepped forward and gently patted Qianxuan's shoulder, her voice carrying her unique, reassuring energy.

"Minato is very strong. He will definitely protect Obito, Rin, and Kakashi."

These words seemed to be both a comfort to Qianxuan and a speech to himself.

Qianxuan slowly came back to his senses. He looked at Kushina's clear purple eyes, which also held a hint of worry, and forced a smile.

"Yes, I know."

"Alright, alright, stop standing at the door."

Seeing his expression, Kushina immediately put on a bright smile and, without saying a word, pulled him into the house.

"You've come at the perfect time! Come and try my latest creations! Let me tell you, even Minato said they were delicious!"

Qianxuan was forced to sit in front of the dining table.

Then, he saw Kushina excitedly bring out a plate of... something from the kitchen.

He found it difficult to use the word "dish" to describe the dish in front of him.

It was a dark purple, viscous mass that was still bubbling suspiciously.

Around the edge of the plate were a few stalks of what looked like undercooked greens and a few pieces of meat that looked like they were burning charcoal.

A strange odor, a mixture of burnt, sour, and some unknown spice, assaulted my senses.

Qianxuan's face turned green.

Looking at Kushina's expectant face, which seemed to scream "Praise me!", and then at the "dish" in front of him that resembled a biological weapon, a feeling of admiration for Minato Namikaze welled up within him.

Minato, you've worked hard.

You have truly sacrificed so much for Konoha and for your family.

"How is it?"

Kushina placed the chopsticks in his hand, her eyes sparkling.

"Doesn't it look delicious?"

Qianxuan's lips twitched uncontrollably.

He silently mourned for Minato for three seconds, then forced a resigned smile onto his face.

"Of course! Kushina-neechan, your cooking is so delicious, it makes my mouth water just looking at it!"

"Right, right!"

Kushina was even happier.

"Try it! This is a brand new flavor I created by combining the culinary essence of the Land of Fire and the Land of Whirlpools!"

Qianxuan took a deep breath, picked up a small piece... he didn't know what it was, and under Kushina's burning gaze, slowly put it into his mouth.

In that instant, he felt as if his taste buds had experienced a horrific massacre.

"Oh, right."

Kushina, completely oblivious to the fascinating expressions on Chigen's face, sat down opposite him, propped her chin on her hand, and began chatting idly.

"While you were away on a mission, I often went to have drinks with Tsunade."

"Cough cough cough!"

Qianxuan almost died on the spot from the thing in his mouth. He quickly picked up the water glass on the table and gulped down several mouthfuls before he could recover.

"You asked her to go drinking?"

"yes,"

Kushina nodded as if it were a matter of course.

"It's rare for Tsunade to come back to the village, so of course we should get together more often."

As she spoke, she suddenly remembered something, leaned forward slightly, and revealed a gossipy, mischievous smile on her face.

"Speaking of which, Tsunade talks about you all the time."

Qianxuan paused.

"Talking about me? How did she talk about me?"

"that is……"

Kushina drawled out her words, mimicking Tsunade's tone perfectly, and said...

"That bastard, isn't he back yet?" "When he gets back, I'm going to break his legs!" "He takes so long to do such a small task, what a useless piece of trash!"

Qianxuan's face darkened.

Kushina laughed so hard she almost fell over when she saw his embarrassed expression.

After laughing for a while, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at Qian Xuan curiously, and blinked her purple eyes.

"Hey, Sengen, what exactly is your relationship with Tsunade?"

Kushina had wanted to ask this question for a long time.

She had known Tsunade for so many years, and she had never seen her care so much for any man.

Although he scolded her fiercely, his concern was so obvious that even she, an outsider, could see it clearly.

Upon hearing this, Qianxuan's earlier frustration vanished instantly.

He put down his chopsticks, straightened his back, and instantly switched from a look of resignation to death to a smug and boastful expression of being the only one sober in a world of drunks.

He cleared his throat, raised his chin slightly, and spoke slowly in a tone that suggested he had been through it all, tinged with a sense of experience and vicissitude.

"Kushina-neechan, you're still young, there are some things you don't understand."

"My relationship with Tsunade cannot be described by the word 'complex'."

Looking at Kushina's stunned expression, he felt a great sense of vanity being satisfied.

He lowered his voice, leaned closer, and his face was full of mystery.

Let me put it this way.

"I am Tsunade's chosen husband."

Kushina: "???"

She felt that her ears might have been damaged by the poisonous fumes from the dish she had just eaten.

Qianxuan completely ignored her blank expression and immersed himself in his own script.

"Don't let her usual fierce attitude towards me fool you; she's always threatening to fight. It's all an act!"

"She's just shy! She loves me but can't express it! She can only use this rough method to hide her inner turmoil and get my attention!"

"She always clung to me, secretly telling me that she would never marry anyone but me. She said she couldn't live without me."

"Sigh, women, they're just so two-faced."

After Qianxuan finished speaking, he shook his head seriously, sighed deeply, and his face was full of helplessness and loneliness, as if he had endured too much as a handsome man who was the center of attention.

The air was silent for a full five seconds.

Kushina just stared at him blankly.

one second.

two seconds.

"puff……"

"Pfft, hahahahahahaha—!!"

The deafening laughter nearly blew the roof off.

Kushina clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she rolled around on the chair, tears streaming down her face.

"No... I can't take it anymore... Hahahaha... Qianxuan... You... You're a genius!"

"A pre-arranged husband? He won't marry anyone but you? Hahahaha..."

She laughed as she pointed at Qian Xuan, panting heavily.

"You wait! I... I'm going to tell Tsunade exactly what I said!"

"Let her hear how she says she 'would marry no one but you'! Hahahaha!"

Qianxuan's smile froze.

Why am I becoming more and more like Ottoman?