Naruto: Starting from Tsunade-san

Tsunade, who wanted to understand this, nodded vigorously, cheered herself up, and then turned around like a ballerina in front of the mirror.

The girl in the mirror is twelve or thirteen years old. She has golden hair, a round oval face, skin as white as snow, autumn eyes, pink and round petals, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised like flowers blooming. She is extremely beautiful.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Tsunade nodded and showed a satisfied smile like a cat. She was still very confident in her appearance.

There is no problem above the neck, and then there are other parts. Tsunade nodded slightly.

If you look down and see your toes, you have a flat chest.

(′Д`)

"There are big difficulties with big things, and there are small advantages with small things..."

The girl with double A strength and speed rubbed her hand over a certain part of her body that was not up to par, and her long sigh was filled with endless frustration.

Tsunade's face drooped, as if she had eaten two kilograms of arsenic, and her face was filled with sadness. Her parents called her to eat outside the room, but she was not in the mood to eat.

Dragging her arms, she left home and wandered the streets like a lonely ghost.

"Tsunade……"

A familiar yet annoying voice came from far behind her, and Tsunade knew who it was without turning her head.

At this moment, she was feeling silent because of her double A panel. She had no interest in paying attention to it, turned a deaf ear to it, and walked forward on her own as if the autumn wind had passed her ears.

The owner of the disturbing voice behind him was unyielding and walked around to Tsunade. His teeth were shining brightly and he gave Tsunade a refreshing smile and said, "What a coincidence, Tsunade."

Tsunade silently rolled her eyes at him: "What's the matter, Jiraiya."

Jiraiya didn't talk about his own affairs and saw her face full of sadness: "Tsunade, you look very strange today."

"Ah...do I look weird?"

Tsunade thought that it was probably because of the panel thing, so she thought about it.

"Yeah, it looks really cute."

Jiraiya smiled hehe.

Tsuna put the back of his palm against his forehead, rolled his eyes, and sighed as if he couldn't bear it: "If nothing happens, then I'll leave."

Jiraiya said hurriedly: "Something happens."

Tsunade put aside her scowl, straightened her expression, and adjusted her expression to her usual state: "If this is your 54th confession, I don't want to hear it."

"Tsunade, you are really not good at expressing yourself."

Jiraiya's skin is as thick as a city wall, and he can't even pierce through it with shurikens and kunai.

Tsunade snorted, not wanting to listen to his nonsense, and opened her long milky white legs to leave.

Jiraiya said repeatedly: "Don't leave, I have a question to ask you."

"What's the problem?" Tsunade stopped and listened to his nonsense.

"What's your zodiac sign?"

Hearing Jiraiya's unfounded words, Tsunade was slightly startled, then thought for a moment and replied: "I remember I was born on August 2nd, so I should be considered a Leo. What, is there any problem?"

Jiraiya chuckled and said, "Then do you know what zodiac sign I am?"

"Toad seat?"

"There is no such constellation among the twelve constellations of the zodiac." Jiraiya said speechlessly: "How about you guess again?"

"Pervert?"

Jiraiya shook his head: "No, no, let me tell you, I am tailor-made for you."

Tsunade:……

If given the chance, she really wanted to use a scalpel to dissect it and find out what ingredients Jiraiya's face must be made of.

"How about it? The confession I just made was good, wasn't it?"

Tsunade didn't even bother to call him an idiot and just left.

Jiraiya followed her, always being a bitch: "Tsunade, I've worked so hard, just give me a chance."

Tsunade didn't want to talk to Jiraiya, and just as she was about to speed up her pace, she seemed to suddenly remember something and stopped.

Seeing this, Jiraiya looked overjoyed and said, "Haha, Tsunade, have you finally thought clearly, are you going on a date with me?"

Tsunade retorted unceremoniously: "The toad wants to eat swan meat. It's a wishful thinking."

Jiraiya felt aggrieved: "That's too much. You even compared me to a toad."

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense. It's not the first day you've been compared to a toad anyway. Let me ask you something."

"Uh, what's the matter?"

It was rare for Tsunade to ask for advice, and Jiraiya was surprised.

Tsunade's eyes swayed, she hesitated, then gritted her teeth and asked, "What type of girls do you boys generally like?"

Jiraiya looked stunned: "Why do you ask this?"

"I have a friend who is not good at expressing himself with words. Would you like to ask me something?"

"Friend, who?"

"It's none of your business." After Tsunade finished speaking, maybe she felt there was something wrong with saying this, so she added: "I have an obligation to protect my friend's privacy."

"That friend can't be you."

Jiraiya became alert and tried to find out the truth with a half-joking attitude.

Many of the truths are spoken half-jokingly to give oneself some leeway.

He is stubborn in other aspects, but Jiraiya, who has extensive experience in talking on paper, is quite sensitive in this regard.

"Hmph, boring."

Tsunade asked: "Have you seen Aokiji come back?"

"Not yet? It seems that you are still on the mission to catch pets. What's wrong?"

"When he comes back, I'll go find him and ask."

"No, you can just ask me about this kind of thing. I'm an expert." Jiraiya rubbed his hands and talked eloquently: "According to the Pythagorean Theorem, I think most boys like big boys. Ass and big boobs.”

"What is the furrow theorem?"

Tsunade sounded like some kind of academic study.

Jiraiya smiled and elaborated. After listening, Tsunade frowned and strongly condemned: obscene. "

Having said that, there is some truth in what Jiraiya said. After all, someone often talks about this matter. '

After Jiraiya explained the "gougu" theorem, he also talked about dressing up.

After saying this, he glanced at someone and saw that the other person lowered his eyes, seeming to be thinking about something.

At this time, Tsunade seemed to notice the gaze directed at him, and glanced at him with a fierce expression: "What are you looking at?"

Jiraiya quickly waved his hands and denied it.

Tsunade despised + condemned: "You boys are really nasty."

After saying that, Tsunade shook her head and walked away with her big white legs.

This time, Jiraiya unexpectedly did not follow him. He watched Tsunade go silently, with runny nose and tears in his eyes. He was heartbroken...

A few days later, the weather was hot.

After Qingzhi returned to the village after completing his mission, his mouth was dry and he really wanted to find a place to sit down, order a cup of tea and moisten his throat.

On the way, he met Jiraiya by chance and saw a sad face on his face, as if he was heartbroken.

When he saw Qing Pheasant, it was as if he had met a close friend. A ray of sunshine peeked out from the dark clouds: "You are finally back."

"Did you send something?"

"that……"

"Wait a minute, I'm dying of thirst. I'm going to have a cup of tea first, and you can tell me more slowly."

Jiraiya:......

………………

Sweet shop.

There are two plates of three-color meatballs and two cups of tea on top of a square table.

Aokiji and Jiraiya sat looking at each other. He held a cup of tea and blew on the rim of the cup: "Tell me, what happened."

Jiraiya was in a state of mourning and was in no mood to eat: "I'm heartbroken..."

"You guy has never been in love, how can you be lovelorn?"

Qing Zhi didn't take it seriously, and took a sip of tea. It felt quite delicious, and he drank it all in one gulp.

Jiraiya said angrily: "It's Tsunade, this guy has someone he likes."

"Cough cough..."

Qing Pheasant's eyes nearly rolled out of his head. A mouthful of tea got stuck in his throat and he nearly choked to death.

"what's the situation."

Jiraiya sighed quietly, feeling secretly sad, and told everything about his meeting with Tsunade a few days ago.

"What did you say!"

Qingzhi turned pale with shock, slapped his palms heavily on the table, and stood up suddenly.

Jiraiya gave him a strange look: "It's not like you're broken up in love, why are you so excited?"

How could I not be excited!

Sure enough, what he was most worried about happened.