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

Qianxuan stood at the door, looking at the magnificent scene of wine, women, and carnal pleasure before him, feeling his temples throbbing.

trouble.

Women are just a hassle.

Especially when a woman is drunk, the trouble is doubled.

He silently closed the door, then walked to Kushina's side, looked at her rosy cheeks and silly smile as she slept, and sighed.

We can't just let the future Hokage's wife sleep on the table all night.

He resignedly picked Kushina up by the waist, and relying on his memory, found the guest room he had arranged for her, threw her on the bed, and casually covered her with a blanket.

Next, it goes silent.

The little girl huddled in the corner, hugging her turkey, sleeping peacefully.

Qianxuan didn't touch her, but simply found a blanket and gently covered her with it.

Finally, there's Yekura.

Qian Xuan walked to her side and looked at the woman leaning against the pillar with a dazed look in her eyes and a flushed face. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

"Hey, wake up."

Qianxuan nudged her.

Ye Cang opened her eyes groggily, saw Qian Xuan, and put on that silly smile again.

"It's you... hiccup... Lady Tsunade's future... husband..."

Qianxuan's face darkened.

Kushina has such a big mouth!

Too lazy to waste any more words, he simply hoisted Ye Cang up like a sack and tossed him into another guest room.

After doing all this, Qianxuan let out a long sigh of relief.

In the end, only he and Tsunade, who was sleeping sprawled out and completely out of line, remained in the entire hall.

He walked up to Tsunade and looked down at her.

In her sleep, Tsunade sheds all her strength and pretense.

That beautiful face no longer held its usual irritability and sharpness, but instead carried a touch of girlish naiveté.

Her long, golden eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was muttering something indistinctly.

"Damn it... Qianxuan... break your legs..."

Qianxuan pursed his lips.

She even dreams about how to abuse herself; this woman is hopeless.

He bent down and carefully lifted Tsunade into his arms.

It feels lighter than I expected.

He carried her through the long corridor to her spacious bedroom.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating her peaceful sleeping face.

Qianxuan's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Perhaps, living a quiet and peaceful life like this would be just fine.

He gently placed Tsunade on the soft bed, preparing to cover her with the blanket and then make his escape.

Tsunade, lying on the bed, suddenly turned over, frowned, and mumbled something indistinctly.

"water……"

Qianxuan paused for a moment, then turned around to pour her some water.

When he returned with the water glass, Tsunade was already half-sitting up, her long golden hair disheveled, her eyes glazed over, clearly not fully awake yet.

When she saw Qian Xuan, she seemed to recognize him for a moment before pointing to her own feet and speaking in a matter-of-fact, somewhat commanding tone.

"Go, fetch me a basin of water...to wash my feet."

Qianxuan's hand, which was holding the water glass, froze in mid-air.

His mind was blank.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

one second.

two seconds.

The next moment, an unprecedented, dazzling light, comparable to the sun, burst forth in Qianxuan's eyes.

Is this for real?!

He felt the blood in his body boil in that instant.

Happiness can come so suddenly!

The fatigue and impatience from cleaning up the mess were instantly washed away by a huge surge of joy.

He slammed the water glass down on the bedside table, and then, with a speed comparable to the Body Flicker Technique, rushed to Tsunade's side.

His face wore an unprecedentedly devout and solemn expression, as if what was about to take place was not a foot-washing ceremony, but a sacred ritual.

"The bed...it's not convenient in bed."

As he spoke, he carefully lifted Tsunade, who was still in a daze, from the bed and gently placed her on the velvet sofa by the bedroom window.

"Please wait a moment!"

He bowed respectfully to Tsunade, and then, in a flash, disappeared from the spot.

Less than thirty seconds later, Qianxuan was back.

He was holding a wooden basin filled with hot water at just the right temperature, and next to it was a brand new, soft towel.

His movements and efficiency were even more professional and swift than when he bombed the Fog Shadow Port.

He knelt on one knee in front of the sofa, like a most loyal knight, and carefully put down the wooden basin.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Tsunade with a gaze that seemed to be asking for permission.

Tsunade was still in a dazed, half-awake state. She looked at the busy man in front of her and seemed to find it a little strange, but her brain, numbed by alcohol, made it impossible for her to think.

Seeing that she didn't react, Qianxuan took it as her consent.

He took a deep breath, and with the hands that had once wielded a sword and stirred up bloodshed on the battlefield, he gently supported Tsunade's fair and jade-like foot in an almost reverent gesture.

Upon handling, it has a warm and delicate feel.

perfect.

In Qianxuan's heart, only these two words remained.

He carefully and slowly immersed his foot, which was a work of art, into the warm water.

"Well……"

The warm touch made Tsunade hum comfortably, and she relaxed completely, leaning back on the sofa and closing her eyes.

Qianxuan's technique was extremely professional.

He used his fingertips to gently massage every acupoint on her feet.

From the rounded ankles to the slender arches, and then to those five tiny, adorable toes that resemble pearls.

Every movement was filled with piety and tenderness.

He even forgot to turn on his own system.

At this moment, he was neither a Konoha ninja nor a battlefield demon.

He was just a man washing the feet of the woman he loved.

The air was thick with moisture.

The moonlight was bright and clear.

The room was so quiet that only the barely perceptible sound of water could be heard.

On the sofa, Tsunade, who was almost asleep, suddenly frowned slightly.

The tingling, slightly strange, and comfortable sensation that emanated from the soles of her feet was like a series of subtle electric currents, traveling upwards along her nerves and slowly reviving her alcohol-numbed consciousness.

With some effort, she opened her beautiful brown eyes.

Vision was a little blurry at first.

She saw the hazy moonlight, she saw the familiar room, and then her gaze slowly moved downwards.

She saw a man.

A man is kneeling in front of him on one knee.

The man had his head down, his expression focused, even somewhat infatuated, as he held her feet and gently kneaded them with a tenderness she had never seen before.

Is it... Qianxuan?

What is he doing?

Tsunade's brain has crashed.

Following his movements, she saw her own foot, which he was holding in his hands and soaking in the water.

boom--!!!

A surge of heat rushed from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.

Tsunade's face, at a speed visible to the naked eye, went from a slightly flushed blush to a burning, deep red that seemed ready to bleed.

The red color spread rapidly, from her cheeks to her neck and then to her ears.

She suddenly came to her senses.

"ah--!"

A scream loud enough to lift the roof off suddenly rang out in the silent night.

Without thinking, she kicked the man who was still lost in his own world with a fierce kick!

"Sakuya Chigen! You bastard! What are you doing to my feet?!"