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

The night was cool as water.

Moonlight filtered through the branches of the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Qianxuan sat alone on the wooden veranda under the eaves, neither drinking nor humming a song.

He simply sat quietly, gazing at the bright moon in the sky, his eyes devoid of their usual laziness, replaced by a deep and unfathomable solemnity.

The Third Raikage died in battle.

This means that the Third Shinobi World War, the war machine that has annihilated countless lives, is finally coming to a halt.

But behind the dawn of peace often lies a deeper darkness.

Hidden Mist Village, Land of Water, Rin Nohara, the Three-Tails Jinchuriki...

In Qianxuan's mind, an image of a man wearing a vortex mask and calling himself Uchiha Madara appeared uncontrollably.

The mastermind behind the Fourth Shinobi World War, manipulating the entire shinobi world at will.

Although Qianxuan kept shouting that he wanted to grab Ban's neck and ask him if he would still dance.

But that was just bragging.

He knew better than anyone how terrifying that man was.

Even now, this old man with age spots, clinging to life and prolonging his existence with the help of the Outer Path Statue, is definitely not someone I can handle.

His strength has grown rapidly, and he may not be weak among Kage-level characters.

What is a freckle?

That was a monster standing at the pinnacle of shadow, looking down upon all living beings.

With my limited abilities, I probably wouldn't even be qualified to dance in front of him.

If I go to the Land of Water and actually run into Madara's plan, what should I do?

Is it like being a hero, rushing in, only to get slapped to death?

Or... should we just watch Lin walk towards that predetermined, tragic end?

Qianxuan's fists clenched without him even realizing it.

For the first time, he felt a profound sense of powerlessness regarding his own considerable strength.

A figure appeared silently behind him.

Ye Cang stood there quietly, watching the man's lonely figure.

She had never seen him like this before.

Gone are his carefree grin and his rambling nonsense; he's like a blade that has sheathed all its sharpness, silent yet exuding a chilling sense of oppression.

She watched it for a long time.

Until the moon was obscured by a passing dark cloud.

Ye Cang slowly walked to Qian Xuan's side and sat down beside him.

Qianxuan did not react, still lost in his own thoughts.

Ye Cang turned her head to look at his profile, which appeared somewhat blurry in the shadows.

She suddenly leaned closer, her warm breath gently brushing against his earlobe.

Are you troubled?

Her voice was very low, with a strange, cat-like languor.

Qianxuan's body stiffened abruptly as he finally came to his senses.

He turned his head and saw Ye Cang's eyes, which shone brightly in the darkness, staring at him without blinking.

Before he could even speak.

Ye Cang's next words made him freeze.

"Would you like me to help you relax?"

A very slight curve appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes held a hint of probing, a hint of curiosity, and a hint of something she herself was unaware of: a desire called "possession."

"In...the way you like."

……

In the shadows at the corner of the corridor.

Tsunade stopped in her tracks.

She had just finished showering, her body still damp with moisture, and had changed into a loose silk robe, her long golden hair casually draped over her shoulders.

She originally wanted to check if that bastard Qianxuan was asleep, and also... warn him a few times not to spread nonsense everywhere.

But she never expected to see such a scene.

She never expected to hear such a sentence... which made her blood almost freeze.

Tsunade's fist clenched instantly.

My fingernails dug deep into my palm, sending a sharp pain through me.

Another one?

How many women does this bastard have around him?

First it was that little girl named Lin, and now it's Ye Cang...

And what's more, this woman, Ye Cang, is actually... is actually being so proactive?!

"In your preferred way?"

Tsunade's mind was uncontrollably filled with the image of that bastard holding her feet, looking completely intoxicated, from a few nights ago.

An indescribable anger and...bitterness suddenly surged into my heart.

On what grounds?

That bastard was picked up by himself!

Yekura made the decision to take them in herself!

Now, these two guys are actually doing this on my own turf, right in front of me...

Tsunade felt like her lungs were about to explode with anger.

Her first instinct was to rush out, throw that shameless woman out first, and then break the legs of that womanizing bastard.

But her feet felt like they were made of lead, and she couldn't move them.

She looked at the two people in the courtyard.

Looking at Yekura's face, which was full of boldness and allure.

Looking at Qianxuan's bewildered face, which was tinged with a sense of absurdity.

A thought suddenly and uncontrollably popped into her mind.

That bastard... he's a pervert, a scoundrel, and infuriating...

But he does seem to be very popular with girls.

Kushina, that girl, talks about him all the time.

The way Jingyin looked at him always seemed off.

Now, even Yekura, who has only been here for a few days, has been hooked up with by him.

What about yourself?

Tsunade subconsciously thought about her age.

She was more than twenty years older than him.

At this age, he was already one of the legendary Sannin, a senior revered by countless ninjas.

And he was just a promising young man.

Are we... really a good match?

A hint of inferiority and uncertainty, which she herself was unaware of, quietly emerged.

But this weakness was immediately shattered by an even stronger force of pride and domineering nature belonging to Tsunade Senju.

So what?

The man I've set my sights on, do you think anyone else has the chance to steal him?

What does age matter?

Tsunade took a deep breath, a resolute glint flashing in her beautiful brown eyes.

That's it.

She looked at the young man still standing there in the courtyard, a dangerous yet alluring smile curving her lips.

Tonight, I'll reward him this time.

Let him know who the real master of this house is.

……

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qian Xuan finally recovered from his shock. He looked at Ye Cang speechlessly and reached out to push away her face, which was too close to his.

"I'm thinking about important matters concerning the peace of the ninja world, can't you be serious for once?"

He's in no mood for such romantic pursuits right now.

The thought of that white-haired masked man gave him a terrible headache.

"Yeah?"

Ye Cang wasn't angry when he pushed her away; she just tilted her head and looked at him with a sly look in her eyes.

"Why do I get the feeling that you're scared?"

Qianxuan paused.

Stop pretending.

Ye Cang stood up and looked down at him.

"Although I don't know what's bothering you, I can sense the unease in you."

"Qianxuan, you are not a god."

"You will get tired, scared, and at a loss too."

"So, there's nothing wrong with relying on others occasionally."

After she finished speaking, she ignored Qian Xuan, turned around, and her figure disappeared into the darkness.

Qianxuan sat alone in the same spot, staring blankly in the direction she had disappeared for a long time.

This woman...

He shook his head and chuckled.

The anxiety and depression I felt because of the freckles were actually somewhat relieved by her nonsensical words.

He stood up, stretched, and felt much more relaxed.

all will be good.

there is always a solution to a problem.

If we really run into them, we can just use cheat codes.

He refused to believe that Madara could withstand the iron fist of his love.

Qianxuan whistled and returned to his room in a cheerful mood.

He was completely unaware that a pair of burning eyes were watching him intently from the shadows at the end of the corridor.

In the room, Qianxuan finished washing up, put on his pajamas, lay down on the bed, and prepared to get a good night's sleep.

Tomorrow, I'll go find the Third Hokage and apply for a mission to the Land of Water.

Just as he was drifting off to sleep...

"Squeak—"

The door was gently pushed open a crack.

A figure slipped in silently.

Qian Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, about to speak.

The next second, he felt his bed sink slightly.

A soft body, smelling of fresh scent after a bath, slipped directly into his bed.

Qianxuan was completely stunned.

He turned his head stiffly.

By the faint moonlight filtering through the window, he saw a familiar, stunningly beautiful face.

Tsunade?

What is she doing here?!

Tsunade lay on her side beside him, her long golden hair spreading across the pillow, her beautiful brown eyes shining brightly in the darkness.

Her face showed a resolute determination, as if she were going all out, and a hint of unconcealed shyness.

She just looked at him without saying a word.

Qianxuan felt his throat was extremely dry.

"Um... Lady Tsunade..."

He spoke with difficulty, trying to break the eerie silence.

"Did you... come to the wrong room?"

Tsunade did not answer.

She simply raised her hand slowly and gently covered his mouth with one finger.

Then, she shifted her body forward slightly.

Warm breath sprayed onto his face.

"Shut up."

Her voice carried an undeniable command, and a barely perceptible tremor.

"From now on, listen to me."