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

The next day, just as dawn was breaking.

With dark circles under his eyes, Qianxuan got up to make breakfast for the four women.

He rubbed his aching lower back, feeling as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

That crazy woman, Tsunade, is truly ruthless.

If my physical condition hadn't improved so much recently, I probably would have been sent to Konoha Hospital last night and stayed there for half a month.

He grimaced as he returned to his room and looked at himself in the mirror.

Good guy.

There were still faint bruises on the bridge of his nose, and his cheeks were also a little red and swollen.

Looking at his face, anyone who didn't know better would think he was caught red-handed peeping at the women's bathhouse last night.

Qianxuan sighed, resignedly took out some medicine from his storage scroll, and haphazardly applied it to his face.

trouble.

He now understood that Tsunade was a walking trouble-making machine.

but……

The warm and delicate touch from last night kept resurfacing in Qianxuan's mind.

He subconsciously rubbed his fingers together.

Worth it.

That beating was well worth it.

Qianxuan hummed his best song, "Bluebird," and his mood inexplicably improved.

He quickly finished washing up and then plunged into the kitchen.

As the only male in the family and the instigator of last night's farce, it is only right and proper for him to prepare breakfast.

Rinse the rice and cook it into porridge. The rice grains tumble in the pot and soon release a rich aroma.

He kneaded the dough and rolled it out with fluid movements, as if the dough itself had come to life in his hands.

Chopping vegetables, preparing fillings, the flashing of knives—all the ingredients are neatly arranged.

Half an hour later, steaming baskets of thin-skinned, generously filled soup dumplings, a pot of fragrant, perfectly cooked congee with preserved egg and lean pork, and several plates of delicate and refreshing cold dishes were served on the table.

The entire restaurant was filled with an irresistible aroma.

……

"Wow! It smells so good!"

The first one drawn by the scent was Kushina.

With messy red hair and sleepy eyes, she walked into the restaurant, but her eyes lit up instantly when she saw the sumptuous breakfast on the table.

"Qianxuan! Did you do all this? That's amazing!"

Without any hesitation, she pulled out a chair, sat down, picked up a soup dumpling, and stuffed it into her mouth. She was sweating from the heat, but her face was full of happiness and satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, Shizune also came in carrying Tonton.

When she saw Qianxuan, her cheeks flushed slightly. She greeted him softly, then sat obediently next to Kushina, sipping her porridge slowly. Her quiet demeanor contrasted sharply with Kushina's ravenous eating.

Soon, Yekura also came out of the room.

She had changed into clean casual clothes, but she still seemed a little reserved.

She silently walked to the dining table, sat down in the seat furthest away from everyone, lowered her head, and remained silent.

The last one to enter was Tsunade.

The moment she appeared, the previously relaxed atmosphere in the restaurant instantly plummeted to freezing point.

She changed into a smart casual outfit, her long golden hair was neatly combed, and her expression was so cold it was as if a layer of frost could be scraped off.

Her gaze swept across the table, and when she saw Qianxuan sitting in the main seat, accepting Kushina's praise with a smug look, her eyes instantly turned hostile.

Qianxuan's heart skipped a beat, and the smile on his face froze.

Tsunade's gaze fell on his still somewhat swollen face.

She paused for a moment, then seemed to remember something, and a suspicious blush involuntarily rose to her ears.

She abruptly looked away, pulled out a chair, sat down heavily, picked up her chopsticks, but didn't move them for a long time.

For a moment, an extremely bizarre scene unfolded at the dining table.

Kushina and Shizune are a pure foodie duo. Their world consists only of food, and they are completely unaware of the undercurrents around them.

Sengen, the patriarch, was trying his best to maintain a semblance of peace. He wore a stiff smile and would occasionally put a steamed bun on Kushina's plate in an attempt to ease the tension.

Tsunade is a moving low-pressure center, exuding a dangerous aura that says "Keep away or you'll regret it." Her chopsticks pok and poke in the bowl as if it were someone's face, not porridge.

Yecang, on the other hand, is an innocent bystander caught in the middle of this chaotic situation, completely bewildered.

She carefully ate her porridge, her eyes darting back and forth between Qianxuan and Tsunade out of the corner of her eye, barely daring to breathe.

She was now 100% certain that something extraordinary had happened between the two of them last night.

"Oh, right, Qianxuan!"

In the midst of this awkward silence, Kushina suddenly raised her head, her mouth full of food, and spoke indistinctly.

"How's your sealing technique coming along?"

Qian Xuan was taken aback for a moment, then perked up.

This is a serious matter.

He put down his chopsticks and looked at Kushina with a serious expression.

"I was just about to ask you for some pointers, Kushina-neechan. I feel like I've hit a bottleneck lately, and I feel like my sealing techniques are still at a very basic level. When do you have some free time, could you give me some pointers?"

Qianxuan's plan was very well done.

The sealing techniques of the Uzumaki clan are unparalleled in the ninja world.

Kushina is one of the best among them.

If I could learn a few essential techniques from her, my skills would definitely improve to the next level.

"OK!"

Kushina agreed without hesitation, patting her chest to assure her.

"Leave it to me! Our Uzumaki clan's sealing techniques are..."

"cough."

A very soft cough, yet full of warning, interrupted Kushina's words.

Tsunade put down her chopsticks, the bottom of her cup hitting the table with a soft sound.

She picked up her teacup, took a slow sip without even lifting her eyelids, and spoke in a flat voice that revealed no emotion.

"Just a sealing technique."

"I can teach you too."

The words fell.

The air in the restaurant seemed to freeze.

Qianxuan's smile froze.

Kushina's enthusiasm froze.

She blinked her purple eyes, looked at Tsunade, then at Sengen, and a very strange expression appeared on her face.

She seemed to... understand something.

Is Tsunade... jealous?

Is it because Qianxuan wants to learn sealing techniques from me instead of going to her?

Kushina's mind flashed back to all the boasts that Chigen had made at her house yesterday.

"My pre-arranged husband."

"I will marry no one but myself."

"I love you, but I can't say it."

At the time, she just thought it was a joke, but now...

Looking at Tsunade's awkward expression—she clearly cared terribly, yet pretended to be nonchalant—it was quite a sight.

Kushina felt like she'd hit the jackpot.

Seriously, I'm totally hooked.

This is no joke, it's the truth!

So this is the type that Tsunade likes!

He's younger than me, handsome, strong, and a bit of a rascal.

Isn't this the legendary...sister-brother relationship?

Kushina's lips began to curl upwards uncontrollably.

She looked at the two people in front of her, one pretending to be calm, the other looking completely bewildered, while the flames of gossip in her heart burned fiercely.

There is a play!

This is going to be very interesting!

Qianxuan had no idea what kind of dramatic scene was unfolding in Kushina's mind.

He felt as if he had stepped on a landmine again.

He looked at Tsunade's expressionless face, then at the unfinished porridge in his bowl, and suddenly felt that today's breakfast didn't seem... as delicious.