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

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Before Qianxuan could even react, everything went black, and a tremendous force slammed into his face.

It was as if he had been hit head-on by a maddened, psychic rhinoceros. His body was instantly lifted off the ground, tracing a beautiful parabola, and flying directly out of the bedroom.

Boom!

He smashed a large, human-shaped crater into the wall at the end of the corridor, and wood chips and dust fell down in a flurry.

Qianxuan slid down the wall to the ground, feeling the whole world spinning around him, his head buzzing as if he had been stuffed into a hundred beehives.

He shook his head and struggled to get up from the ground.

My cheeks were burning, and my nose felt sore and swollen.

He subconsciously reached out and touched it, finding it warm and sticky.

Two streams of bright red liquid were slowly flowing down his nostrils.

He stared blankly at the blood on his hands, then at the woman on the verge of a breakdown at the bedroom door, his mind completely blank.

I... got hit?

Just because... I washed her feet?

Tsunade stood barefoot at the bedroom door.

Her silk nightgown was slightly disheveled from the forceful kick she had just delivered, her long golden hair was loose, and her stunningly beautiful face was flushed red as if it were about to bleed.

Her chest heaved violently, and her finger pointing at Qianxuan trembled slightly.

Those beautiful brown eyes burned with a fury powerful enough to set the entire Senju mansion ablaze, but upon closer inspection, one could also see a hint of panic and shame deep within that fury.

"You...you bastard!"

Her voice trembled sharply with extreme shame and anger.

"Pervert! Pervert! What...what were you doing to my feet just now?!"

Qianxuan covered his still-bleeding nose and looked at her embarrassed and angry appearance, feeling extremely wronged.

"I'll wash your feet!"

He retorted in a muffled voice, which sounded somewhat comical because his nose was blocked.

"Didn't you ask me to fetch water for you to wash your feet?"

"I……"

Tsunade was so choked by his words that she almost fainted.

She said it.

She remembered.

In that hazy, half-awake state, she seemed to dream about her married life with Qianxuan...

But...but...

How can these be the same?!

"You think you'll just wash because I tell you to?!"

Tsunade felt her cheeks were burning hot enough to fry an egg, and she started to act unreasonably and irrationally.

"I told you to die, why didn't you die?!"

"That's different."

Qianxuan wiped the blood from his nose and retorted with an indignant expression.

"I would gladly die for you. But washing your feet is my duty and honor as your future husband! How could you repay kindness with enmity and so cruelly harm my handsome face?"

As he spoke, he puffed out his chest, as if he were the one who had suffered a great injustice.

Looking at him, who was covering his nose, his face covered in blood, yet still shamelessly talking about his "future husband," Tsunade felt her sanity crumbling one by one.

Especially when she recalled the strange, tingling sensation that had just spread from the soles of her feet, and the almost obsessive, ecstatic expression on the man's face...

A word that filled her with shame and indignation suddenly popped into her mind.

"You...you...you perverted foot fetishist!"

Qianxuan's movements stopped.

He looked at Tsunade's face, twisted with shame and indignation, and then looked down at his own disheveled state. Suddenly, he felt that he was... in a situation he couldn't clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

But is Sakuya Chigen the kind of person who would easily admit defeat?

"nonsense!"

He refuted this righteously and eloquently.

"I was appreciating a perfect work of art with a pure, artistic eye! You simply don't understand!"

"Foot fetish is foot fetish! How dare you try to deny it!"

Tsunade was so angry she was trembling all over.

"I should have known! You bastard, you were weird from the first time we met! You're a complete and utter pervert!"

"No! I didn't!"

Qianxuan is still being stubborn.

"I simply think your feet...are very beautiful! Everyone appreciates beauty! What's wrong with that?"

"You still dare to talk back!"

Tsunade completely lost it.

She stomped her foot and shot forward like an arrow, instantly reaching Qian Xuan.

"Super Strength Fist!"

"Holy crap!"

Qianxuan was so frightened that he forgot about his nosebleed and rolled over, narrowly avoiding the punch that was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks.

boom!

The wall behind him was blasted open by Tsunade's punch, leaving a huge hole. A cold wind rushed in, sending a chill down his back.

"She murdered her husband!"

Qianxuan scrambled backward, still shouting incessantly.

"I'm going to break your legs today!"

Tsunade pressed forward relentlessly, her fists whistling through the air, each punch aimed at Sengen's lower body.

In an instant, chaos erupted throughout the corridor, with the sounds of punches and screams filling the air.

"Stop! You crazy woman!"

"You're the pervert! Go to hell!"

"Bang!"

"Ouch—my back!"

Just as this family drama was reaching its climax...

The door to a guest room next door creaked open a crack.

Ye Cang's face, still flushed from a hangover, peeked out from under the door.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and stared blankly at the chaotic scene in the corridor, which resembled an S-class mission battlefield.

She saw Qianxuan, who was embedded in the wall in a "大" shape and was still emitting smoke.

I saw Tsunade, who was standing with her hands on her hips, her chest heaving violently, and exuding a terrifying killing intent.

I saw Qianxuan's face, which was covered in blood and looked exactly like that of a perverted lecher.

They also saw Tsunade's bare feet, still wet with water droplets, white as jade.

Finally, her gaze fell on the basin of foot-washing water that had been overturned on the ground, with a towel still floating on it.

Yekura blinked, then blinked again.

She felt that her brain was struggling to process the massive amount of information in front of her.

Tsunade... my future husband...

Washing feet...

nosebleed……

Scene of domestic violence...

The air in the corridor seemed to freeze at that moment.

Both Sengen and Tsunade froze in place.

Tsunade turned her head sharply and saw Yekura's blank face, which was filled with questions like "Who am I? Where am I? What am I seeing?" The raging anger on her face instantly turned into a volcanic eruption of shame and indignation.

"ah--!"

Another scream.

She rushed back to her room and slammed the door shut with a loud bang.

In the corridor, only Qianxuan, who was embedded in the wall, and Yecang, who was still standing at the door, were left, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Qianxuan pried himself off the wall, rubbing his waist as he gave Ye Cang a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Um...you didn't see anything, right?"

Ye Cang looked at him, then at the tightly closed door, and then silently nodded.

She felt as if she... knew some secret she shouldn't know.

Following this man, the days ahead were indeed more difficult than she had imagined.