Konoha: The Gu Master Creates the Hokage.

Chapter 297 Daily Life with Secretaries (Two Chapters Combined)

June has arrived.

Temperatures are showing signs of rising.

Suddenly, Yu Nu Zhihui thought of summer and swimsuits.

Perhaps I could find some time to go on a trip.

Yu Nu Zhihui subconsciously looked at Xiao Nan in front of him.

Swimsuit Minami?

In a Naruto mobile game from my previous life, it did indeed exist.

Besides Konan, there are also swimsuits of Tsunade, Ino Yamanaka, and Samui.

Yu Nuzhihui became even more certain of his earlier idea.

We absolutely have to throw a swimsuit party.

"...?"

Xiao Nan noticed his gaze and subconsciously looked up, only to find him staring blankly at her black-stockinged thighs.

For a moment, she was speechless.

"Sister Xiao Nan".

Aburame Shiki snapped out of her daze and asked, "Do you have a swimsuit?"

"no."

Xiao Nan shook her head and said.

When she was in Amegakure, she wore the Akatsuki uniform, but when she arrived in Konoha, she wore a secretary's skirt suit.

Not to mention swimsuits, she basically doesn't own any other styles either.

I'll give you a set when I have time.

"That's what Yu Nu Zhihui said bluntly."

He knew Xiao Nan's personality well, so he didn't beat around the bush.

"Um."

Xiao Nan was slightly taken aback, but then agreed.

Did you paint your nails today?

Yu Nu Zhihui smiled and said, "I happen to have some free time right now, so I can help you."

"I've already applied it, you don't need to."

Xiao Nan glanced at her hands and said.

"Well... you must be very sore from walking in high heels for so long."

The woman, Zhihui, rolled her eyes and asked, "How was the massage?"

"..."

Xiao Nan finally realized what was happening.

This is an attempt to take advantage of her.

"This is troublesome, Hokage-sama."

Xiao Nan was silent for a few seconds before speaking.

"Let's go to the sofa."

Yu Nu Zhihui's heart stirred slightly, and he said, "It's no trouble at all, just a small favor."

He was somewhat surprised that Xiao Nan agreed.

Although I don't understand the reason, it's undoubtedly a good thing.

Xiao Nan sat down on the sofa.

She bent down, took off her high heels, and then lifted her beautiful black-stockinged feet onto the sofa.

Because her legs were bent, the bodycon skirt clung tightly to her hips, making her curves appear more rounded and full.

Yu Nu Zhihui reached out and grabbed her delicate foot.

Xiao Nan pursed her lips.

The kneading sensation from her feet made her tremble slightly, and a strange feeling welled up in her heart.

Oil Girl Zhihui glanced at her, then slowly raised her hands.

Her calves were firm and smooth, clearly the result of regular exercise.

But it still can't compare to thighs.

It is not only very elastic, but also has a fleshy feel.

Xiao Nan let out a muffled groan, and a blush finally appeared on her cool and aloof face.

Going any higher, you'll reach the danger zone.

Fortunately, Zhihui, the oil lady, was very sensible and did not continue.

Even so, the large hands continued to roam over her legs, making her blush with embarrassment.

"Sister Xiao Nan, you are so beautiful."

Seeing her blushing face, You Nuzhihui praised her.

"Th-thank you."

Xiao Nan paused for a moment before replying.

Just then, her pupils suddenly contracted.

Oil Girl Zhihui leaned forward, his face getting closer and closer to hers.

In the end, the two people were less than five centimeters apart.

Xiao Nan's heart skipped a beat.

"Sister Xiao Nan".

Looking at the rosy lips in front of him, You Nuzhihui swallowed hard.

"Um?"

Xiao Nan exhaled a breath through her nostrils.

With a determined heart, You Nuzhihui leaned forward and kissed her.

Xiao Nan's mouth was gagged.

She froze, her eyes losing focus.

Did I just lose my first kiss like that?

The next second, Xiao Nan felt Aburame Zhihui's increasing aggression.

She was momentarily stunned, and he succeeded.

During their heated exchange, tears welled up in Xiao Nan's beautiful eyes, and the blush on her face grew increasingly pronounced.

An unprecedented feeling washed over her entire body.

After a long time, the lips parted.

Yu Nu Zhihui took a breath.

Looking at Xiao Nan, whose face was flushed and whose breathing was rapid, he felt even more eager.

But he managed to control himself.

His relationship with Xiao Nan hasn't progressed to the next level yet.

In short, we must not rush things.

"Do you need a massage?"

Yu Nu Zhihui licked his lips and asked.

"No...no need..."

Xiao Nan subconsciously shook her head.

The kiss just now made her feel like she was in a dream.

However, because she had a certain fondness for Yu Nu Zhihui, she was not angry.

On the contrary, it was a very wonderful experience.

Oil Girl Zhihui picked up the high heels from the ground and then held her delicate foot in his hand.

Xiao Nan looked down at his serious expression, and her heart couldn't help but flutter.

"alright!"

Yu Nu Zhihui took a step back and said.

"Thanks."

Xiao Nan took a light breath, the blush on her face gradually faded, and she returned to her cool and aloof appearance.

But in the eyes of Yu Nu Zhihui, there was a contrasting sexiness and allure.

"Lord Hokage, is there anything else?"

Xiao Nan remained calm and asked.

"Go to work."

Aburame Zhihui paused for a moment, then said, "Call Samui here."

"Yes."

Xiao Nan, holding the documents, turned and left.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Lord Hokage."

Samui walked up to him.

Oil Girl Zhihui reached out and easily touched her bodycon skirt.

The next second, a large expanse of snow-white skin came into his view.

Samui realized what was about to happen and blushed slightly.

She pursed her lips and plopped down on You Nuzhihui's lap.

"Thank goodness you're here."

Yu Nu Zhihui sighed and said.

After working together for so long, he and Samui have developed a perfect understanding of each other.

It can be described as a perfectly seamless collaboration.

"Lord Hokage, is there something you need?"

Samui instinctively wrapped his arms around his head, paused for a few seconds, and asked.

"It's nothing."

Yu Nu Zhihui coughed lightly and said.

He couldn't very well say that he got into trouble because of Xiao Nan.

"But there is indeed something I need you to do."

Yu Nu Zhihui held her waist and abdomen with both hands to prevent her from falling.

"What...what is it?"

Samui straightened her body, trembling, and curled up her black silk-clad feet that were suspended in the air.

"Go and inform them."

Yu Nu Zhihui looked at the few beads of sweat on her fair skin and said, "The morning assembly will be held next Monday."

"The court meeting?"

Samui's eyes rolled back, and his tone was somewhat puzzled.

Apart from the court assembly held on the day of the coronation ceremony, there was never a second one.

It's not that Yu Nu Zhihui is lazy, but rather that there's no need for him to be.

Because the system currently in effect is still the same as the one used in the Hokage Building.

The Hokage's secretary and assistant can handle the main matters; there's no need to hold any court meetings.

The purpose of the morning assembly is similar to that of the previous Jonin Conference.

Unless there is a war, it is very difficult to convene such an event.

"Is there something...something really important?"

Samui took a deep breath and asked.

"Um."

You Nu Zhihui moved his hands down and placed them on her fair and tender buttocks.

"What is it?"

Samui paused, taking the opportunity to recover his strength.

"marry."

Suddenly, Zhihui, the oil-producing woman, bared her teeth and grimaced.

Samui became unsettled upon hearing those two words, and his pupils contracted instinctively.

"You're also part of the plan."

Seeing this, Yu Nu Zhihui continued to release a wealth of information.

"...?!"

Samui's eyes widened, his body trembling with excitement.

Yu Nu Zhihui thought to himself, "Just as I thought."

He felt a sense of joy and pleasure because of her reaction.

What are your thoughts?

You Nu Zhihui buried himself in her arms and asked in a muffled voice.

"Thank you, Hokage-sama!"

Samui instinctively hugged his head and said.

Although Aburame Shiki had told her some time ago that she should move to the back hall, she had never thought about marriage.

After all, she was a ninja from Kumogakure (Hidden Cloud Village).

In fact, she was a prisoner of war after the defeat.

Becoming the Hokage's secretary was already an accident, but now there's even a chance to become the Hokage's wife.

Even if it's not necessarily positive, it's still a pleasant surprise.

"There's nothing to thank me for."

Yu Nu Zhihui gently stroked the black stockings on her plump thighs.

He smelled a rich fragrance.

Before me was rounded skin, with a faint layer of sweat.

"Let's get back to work."

Oil Girl Zhihui looked up and said casually.

"yes!"

Samui took a deep breath.

Aburame Shiki slowly leaned back against the Hokage's chair, then quietly admired her focused work.

Even though she was drenched in sweat, nothing could dampen her enthusiasm.

Her golden hair was matted together, her body leaned forward, and her rapid breathing swayed like the chandelier on the ceiling.

After a long while, Samui closed the file, a look of relief on his face.

"Thank you for your hard work, Samui."

"I'm satisfied," said Zhihui, the oil-producing woman.

Samui nestled in his arms, too lazy to even move a finger, and didn't say a word to him.

Sunlight streamed into the Hokage's office through the window.

Her golden hair looked even more dazzling.

Looking at her rosy and delicate face, You Nuzhihui reached out and gently stroked her back.

Her fair skin was very smooth because of the beads of sweat.

Soon, steady breathing returned.

Oil Girl Zhihui was both amused and exasperated.

Won't she feel uncomfortable?

You can fall asleep even in this situation.

Oil Girl Zhihui looked around, slightly embarrassed.

If someone were to break in and see this scene, it would be extremely bad.

But Mabui is possible.

Oil Girl Zhihui had a sudden thought.

As Samui's good friend, Mabui should indeed help at this time.

But... Aburame Shiki hesitated for a few seconds, then whispered a few words in Samui's ear.

The next moment, he grimaced.

Even in his sleep, Samui reacted excitedly upon hearing Mabui's name.

But just when Yu Nu Zhihui thought she would refuse, he received an affirmative answer.

"...?"

Aburame Zhihui looked at Samui with her eyes closed, wondering if she was pretending to be asleep.

However, her behavior of dragging her friends down with her is just... amazing.

The Hokage's Secretary's Office.

Mabui is reading the documents.

Suddenly a familiar voice rang in her ears.

"Come to my office."

It's Zhihui, the oil lady.

Mabui subconsciously looked at Konan.

But she didn't react, which means she didn't hear it.

What kind of ninjutsu is this?

Mabui thought of the secret technique of the mountain clan.

However, she did not notice the fluctuation of chakra.

Mabui's defeat can only be attributed to Aburame Shiki's overwhelming strength.

She stood up, told Konan, and headed towards the Hokage's office.

"fire……"

Mabui opened the door and froze on the spot.

What comes into view are the bare backs of Yu Nu Zhi Hui and Sam Yi.

"Close the door."

Oil Girl Zhihui looked at her and said.

Mabui instinctively closed the door.

As she smelled the air, she suddenly felt her face burning.

"Samui is asleep. I still have to work. Take her upstairs."

"Iron Lady Zhihui gave the order with a calm expression," said You Nuzhihui.

"..."

Mabui was completely stunned.

In your situation, you want me to help?

Why does it sound so normal?

Am I the one who's doing something wrong?

Mabui bit her lip, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Oil Girl Zhihui urged."

"Yes."

Mabui's heart trembled slightly as she slowly stepped forward.

She hesitated for a few seconds before picking up the pencil skirt and women's suit from the ground.

How can I take Samui with me?

Mabui took a deep breath, then stepped forward and picked her up.

She glanced at Zhihui, the oil-slicked woman, almost instinctively.

Her pupils dilated instantly.

How did Samui manage to do that?

Mabui quickly looked away, her face flushed, and turned to go upstairs.

Upon entering the room, she suddenly felt a lightness in her hand.

"Thanks."

Samui stood right in front of her.

"You...you're pretending to be asleep?"

Mabui paused for a moment, then asked.

"no."

Samui said wearily, "I am indeed too tired. As for calling you over, it was the Hokage's idea."

Mabui hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

What's going on here?

You two are having a great time, what do you need me for?

"You should understand why."

Samui noticed her expression and reminded her.

"..."

Mabui fell silent.

"I'm going to sleep now. You can go and help the Hokage."

Samui took the clothes from her hands and turned to go to the bathroom.

Mabui stood there, too afraid to go downstairs.

She wanted to wait until Zhihui, the oil lady, changed his clothes before going.

After all, that scene was just too impactful.

At the same time, she admired Samui for being able to tolerate the Hokage's bad temper so easily.

A few minutes later, Mabui hesitated and walked downstairs.

When she saw that Zhihui, the oil lady, was dressed neatly, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She was genuinely worried about continuing Samui's work.

"How's Samui?"

Oil Girl Zhihui looked at her.

Her dark skin, with its luster, combined with the blush on her face, created a unique charm.

"She has taken a shower and gone to bed."

Mabui said, trying to appear calm.

"That's good."

Yu Nu Zhihui paused for a moment, then asked, "You did a good job today. What kind of reward would you like?"

"No...no need."

Mabui quickly shook his head.

"Come here."

Oil Girl Zhihui waved to her.

Mabui's heart skipped a beat, but she still obediently walked up to him.

He had already examined his conscience regarding the previous punishments.

Now, let's just do what we have to do.

"Let me think about what reward I should give you."

Yu Nu Zhihui reached out, his fingertips tracing across her dark skin before finally resting on her soft lips.

Mabui suddenly realized something, and her heart involuntarily raced.

She subconsciously pursed her lips.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a warm touch.

Mabui closed her eyes.

She never dreamed that she would lose her first kiss under such circumstances.

Mabui felt herself constantly falling into depravity, and in the end she would leave nothing behind, just like Samui, completely at the mercy of others.

Two chapters combined

(End of this chapter)