Konoha: Who's the good guy?

They strolled back to the gate of the clan's territory as if on a leisurely walk.

Shan Zhongjing looked at the wisps of smoke rising from the direction of his own residence, and at the few elders of the clan who looked at him with mocking expressions.

It's obvious even to a fool that Kushina is definitely at his house right now.

He recalled what Minato Namikaze had told him when he left Konoha, about what he had seen and heard in the temporary Jonin waiting area.

The scenery in the mountains was somewhat unsettling.

Given Kushina's previous habit of frequently running to the Jonin's waiting area, whether there was anything to do or not.

Those rumors couldn't possibly have escaped her ears.

Loans became wedding gifts, bank statements became irrefutable proof of their relationship, and a single night's stay became concrete evidence of cohabitation...

"Three days, come here."

The mountain scenery waved to the mountain three days that were carrying a basket of vegetables and had just returned from outside.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Yamanaka Santen, who just became a sixth-year student at the Ninja Academy this year, still has the innocent naiveté of a young man in his eyes.

Upon seeing his uncle calling him, he eagerly ran over.

"While I was away, were the leaders of our three clans (Pig, Deer, and Butterfly) beaten?"

"Huh? Who dares to hit our clan leader?"

"...Do you know where the temporary Jonin standby location was after the Jonin standby location was destroyed?"

"Yes, I know."

"Has it been demolished?"

"Huh? No, no."

"Please keep your clear eyes and go home for dinner soon."

Without hesitation, Shan Zhongjing pulled out several two-hundred-tael banknotes from his pocket and stuffed them into Shan Zhongsan's hand.

"Hehe~ Thank you, Uncle!"

After three days in the mountains, Shan Zhong grinned and put away the money, then skipped and hopped home.

Just a few small questions and I got so much pocket money. Uncle is indeed the most generous man in the clan!

Shan Zhongjing subtly obtained the answer he wanted.

Suddenly, my heart calmed down, my face stopped turning red, my breath stopped rumbling, and I started walking with a brisk, energetic stride!

If the fact that Nara Shikaku, Yamanaka Inoichi, and Akimichi Choza, the instigators of the gossip, didn't get beaten up only means that Kushina didn't direct her anger at them.

The fact that the temporary Jonin waiting area wasn't demolished can only mean that Kushina knew about these rumors in advance.

Or perhaps these rumors were spread with her consent.

Although I don't know how Nara Shikaku and the others communicated with Kushina.

But the fact that Kushina agreed to this means that she has come clean and is no longer pretending!

She just wanted to be with him!

Otherwise, which girl could accept such a rumor?

Hey hey hey~(ﾉ´▽｀)ﾉ♪

Should we be more proactive in the future?

The girl has gone to such lengths; as the man, he should at least show enough sincerity and attitude.

After all, feelings are mutual.

We can't let the girl get there first, even when it comes to confessing our feelings!

With his hands in his pockets and humming a lighthearted tune from his past life, Shan Zhongjing walked home with an air of indifference, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings.

The elderly people sitting at the entrance of the ancestral land looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know, but I saw him give the child money for three days, so he must have found out."

"Has Lady Tsunade lost all her authority?"

"I thought he'd run away as soon as he heard Tsunade's name. Last time, when Jiraiya offended Tsunade, that punch..."

"My mom... cough, my wife just called me for dinner, I'm going home now."

"Same here, same here. It's already noon, time for lunch."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The clansmen who had gathered at the gate of the clan's territory scattered like birds and beasts.

But before Shan Zhongjing could even get back to his doorstep...

A series of sensory ninjutsu, each with a different chakra aura, firmly fixed the sensing range around his front door.

"???"

Shan Zhongjing frowned.

No, you bunch of old guys who're either missing an arm or a leg, are you really bored out of your minds?

You all have to gossip about someone's relationship.

If the home's sensory barrier is not activated, does that mean you have to directly sense the inside of the house?

And then there's this supposedly concealed sensory ninjutsu.

One or two dishes are fine.

Very few people can actually find Konoha.

But with these eight things mixed together, anyone could sense that they were being spied on!

Raise your middle finger high towards the sky.

Yamanaka Kei made up his mind that he had to open the breakfast shop he had planned earlier as soon as possible.

Aren't these old guys just bored out of their minds?

Grinding tofu, grinding soybeans for milk, steaming buns, making wontons, frying dough sticks, making pancakes, frying shrimp dumplings...

Don't worry, there's plenty of work for you!

However, for now, we still need to make them calm down first.

"The Magical Little Flying Stick is here~!"

With his middle finger pointing to the sky, Yamanaka Kei forcefully crammed the mental energy generated by the illusion into these dozen or so sensory ninjutsu.

"Ouch! You little rascal! You tried something underhanded!"

"Ouch! My hemorrhoids!"

"Pah! You little brat! Your auntie was just looking at you, and you actually used such a vicious trick!"

"Honey! Come quick and take a look at this!"

"You're not even fifty yet! And you're already pulling down your pants pocket? You, you, you..."

"My dear, let me explain..."

The once quiet mountain village was suddenly filled with a constant commotion.

Especially the family of that uncle whose sphincter muscles were out of control after being hit by a "magical little flying stick".

There was a great deal of chaos.

Yamanaka Kei noticed that all sensory ninjutsu had disappeared and nodded in satisfaction.

I stood in front of my own front door and took several deep breaths.

After calming himself down, he turned the handle and pushed open the door.

"I'm back."

The sounds of the mountain scenery carried a gentleness that was not usually present.

But when he saw the blonde woman sitting in the living room behind the entrance hall, holding a bottle of sake and looking drunk, he was shocked.

His smile froze on his face.

Hey!

He guessed the wrong toe!

"Huh? You little brat! I've been waiting for you!"

Tsunade paused slightly in the hand holding the sake bottle.

Her lips parted slightly, a smile of excitement and cruelty spreading across her pretty face. With a slap on the coffee table, she leaped out from behind it like a tiger pouncing on its prey.

Chakra gathered on his right fist, carrying a fierce gale, and struck directly at Yamanaka Kage's face!

Nima!

They even used superhuman strength punches?

With the help of the super-fast reaction speed brought by the red tag "Zero Frame Start," Yamanaka Kei clearly saw the dense chakra on Tsunade's fist.

Even if that punch had landed squarely, or even just grazed the edge, a normal Jonin would have been knocked out on the spot!

Blocking the angle from which one could run into the house, the force of the fist was concentrated and shot straight towards the door.

Is this because they're afraid of damaging the house and are preparing to throw him out?

He held back three-tenths of his strength in his feet, keeping enough energy to dodge at any moment—this was probably to guard against his family's secret technique!

There was also a Yin Seal on its forehead that had turned from light blue to pitch black, rhythmically releasing trace amounts of chakra.

How to defend against his illusions?

Heh~

Girl, do you know what it means to "look at someone with new eyes after three days of separation"?

Water Release: Great Water Arm Technique!

pop~

Yamanaka Kei's arm muscles bulged, his strength surged, and instead of retreating, he advanced, crouching down and forcefully attacking, grabbing Tsunade's wrist with his right hand.

Feel the immense strength emanating from those seemingly thin arms.

He forcefully turned around and used the momentum to throw Tsunade out of his house's gate with a back throw.