"If the severity is inappropriate, my sister remembers to give feedback in time."

Natsume said as he stretched out his hands and pressed them on Tsunade's soft shoulders.

"Hmm."

Tsunade closed his eyes.

The constant warm touch on her shoulders made her body tremble slightly, and she was a little weak.

It seems that the technology has improved a lot compared to before.

Tsunade's mood was not as calm as he had imagined.

Although it is a small matter of massage, it is undoubtedly the first step for her to take the initiative.

"Ah~"

Tsunade's body suddenly trembled, and he made a voice of unknown meaning, "Don't ...... Touch your ears. ”

"Oh."

Natsume remembered that her ears were her weakness, so she asked, "Do you need to massage your feet?" My sister should be tired of walking, right? ”

"Dirty."

Tsunade patted his hand and said, "I'll go take a shower first." ”

Natsume obediently stopped the massage and watched her take a change of clothes to the bathroom.

If it was Ena Uzumaki, he would definitely ask, do you need a scrubber?

But Tsunade, he didn't dare.

Natsume sat on the couch, picked up the glass of water she had drunk, and drank it down.

Well, it's kind of sweet.

After about half an hour, the bathroom door opened.

Natsume subconsciously turned his head to look.

Tsunade had just finished taking a shower, his face was slightly red, his blonde hair was shawl, and he was still a little damp.

She was dressed in white pajamas, and her front was propped up like a burst balloon, crumbling.

The arms and legs are exposed, the slippers are put on the feet, and the toes are shimmering with water droplets, which is quite exquisite.

"Let's give my sister a massage."

Tsunade sat on the couch, stretched out his feet, and put them in his palms.

Soft and hot.

Pinch pinch pinch.

Natsume massaged seriously for half an hour.

Tsunade bit his lip lightly, and when it was over, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Her face grew more and more rosy.

It seems to be slightly drunk and filled with the smell of ripeness.

Natsume was a little distracted.

"I'm going to cook."

Sensing his hot gaze, Tsunade quickly got up and ran into the kitchen.

Cook?

Natsume reacted.

Don't! Sister!

That kind of thing, not what you should do!

Natsume immediately put on a mask of pain.

At this moment, I am looking forward to the appearance of the silent hero.

But no.

"Eat."

Tsunade propped up his chin and watched Natsume's expression with interest.

I haven't seen you for a long time, it's quite kind.

Natsume picked up a grilled fish, took a bite, and frowned subconsciously.

It's weird.

What exactly does this smell like?

It's a little fishy, and it's a little salty.

The way fish is handled is definitely very problematic.

But Natsume ate them all anyway.

It's just because he loves him deeply.

Tsunade was very satisfied, she touched Natsume's hair and said, "Good guys." ”

She picked up the dishes and chopsticks, turned and went into the kitchen.

The door opened.

Shizune saw Natsume lying on the sofa with a blank face, and asked, "Is Tsunade-sama back?" ”

Without waiting for an answer, she changed into her shoes and ran to the kitchen.

"Tsunade-sama!"

"Mute."

Tsunade washed the dishes and asked, "Have you eaten?" If you haven't eaten it, I'll warm it up for you. ”

"Eat, eat, eat."

Shizune hurriedly waved her hand, expressing sympathy for Natsume by the way.

She stepped forward and helped Tsunade clean the kitchen utensils.

It didn't take long for the two of them to walk out together.

"How is your Immortal Mode cultivation?"

Tsunade asked, sitting next to Natsume.

"It's almost there, isn't it?"

Natsume showed an uncertain expression, a little weak, and immediately got up and said, "I'm going to cultivate now." ”

Tsunade raised an eyebrow, a smile curling into his mouth.

Before, she believed in the slugs immortal.

But this time her whereabouts were exposed, which made her suspect that Natsume had cultivated for three years without success.

Just now, she carefully observed his micro-expression, and sure enough, she sensed the problem.

I didn't expect even the slug immortals to rebel.

Tsunade sighed lightly, but without any anger or anger after being deceived.

Natsume stood in the courtyard, not cultivating the immortal mode, but the technique of flying thunder gods.

He plans to get it done this month.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to meet Terumi and Ena Uzumaki.

A new day.

Early morning.

Natsume dreamed that he had become a monkey brother and was crushed under the Five Fingers Mountain, unable to move.

Just as he was about to use the golden rod in anger, the feeling suddenly disappeared.

He opened his eyes and saw Tsunade, whose face was slightly red.

"Get up, let's go meet the slugs."

Tsunade didn't dare to look at him, picked up his coat, and left the room.

At the door, she leaned against the wall and sighed quietly: "I've grown up." ”

Natsume scratched her head, slightly embarrassed.

I don't really blame him.

Normal reactions.

Natsume got up, and after breakfast, he and Tsunade appeared in the Wet Bone Forest.

"Tsunade, I'm back."

There was a slight joy in the slug immortal's gentle voice.

"I'm sorry for you today."

Tsunade pointed at Natsume and asked, "Is there something wrong with his immortal mode?" ”

“……”

The Slug Immortal was silent for two seconds, quickly made eye contact with Natsume, and said, "No problem, he can now enter the next stage and cultivate the immortal art unique to the Wet Bone Forest." ”

"You mean he's already cultivated in Immortal Mode?"

Tsunade was slightly stunned.

What's going on?

She was just testing if the slug immortal was really lying to herself?

But I didn't expect to get such an answer.

It's just that in this way, she has no reason to sleep with Natsume.

For a moment, she had the feeling of shooting herself in the foot.

"Half the battle."

The Slug Immortal's tone became serious, and he said, "Little Tsunade, your next task is very important. ”

Tsunade looked puzzled.

"The unique immortal technique of the Wet Bone Forest, there is only one, the Seal Healing."

The Slug Immortal explained, "This is a passive immortal technique, which can greatly increase its self-healing ability, but it is extremely difficult to cultivate. ”

Natsume had an ominous premonition, and hurriedly asked, "How to cultivate?" ”

"The tongue is sticky."

The Slug Immortal said terrifying words in a gentle voice, "Natsume will bathe in this corrosive liquid, regenerate flesh and blood, and eventually turn into an instinctive reaction. ”

"Is there only one cultivation method?"

Tsunade's heart trembled when he heard this, and he hurriedly asked.

Natsume was frightened, but suddenly understood why the Thousand Hands Pillar had such a terrifying self-healing ability.

Of course, there are factors in his immortal body, but it is also inseparable from the cultivation of the Wet Bone Forest.

It's just that it's too painful.

Natsume worries about whether she can handle it?

He suddenly noticed Tsunade's expression and immediately made up his mind.

The more bitter she is, the more you can pinch her.

Feelings can also be warmed up.

Of course, the premise is that Tsunade cares about him in the first place.

That's what will be useful.

No pain, no gain.

it!

"I can."

Natsume opened his mouth and said, "With my sister here, I can't die anyway." ”

"No, you can't."

Tsunade glared at him, and said in a firm tone, "I don't agree!" It's too dangerous! That kind of pain is not what you can bear now! ”

She didn't want to watch Natsume melt into a white bone.

In that case, her heart would definitely hurt to death.