In the darkness of the night in the Konoha forest, sweat dripped down a man's face. He was an Anbu hunter.
"You did well, hunter."
Multiple white hands bound him, leaving no possibility of escape.
"Cursed 'Devourer'! No matter what you do, you won't get any information from me!"
"I wouldn't be so sure about that, Mr. Hunter."
Emerging from the shadows was a boy, dressed in strange black clothing with red patterns. The hood covered most of his face, revealing only his eyes—one golden with an inorganic clock, its hands continuously rotating, while the other was scarlet red, displaying three small tails.
The hunter widened his eyes upon seeing those eyes; he recognized one of them—it was the Sharingan.
"Hehehe, took you a while to figure it out," the boy said with a small malicious smile, placing a strange weapon against the Anbu hunter's head.
"Now, let's see, all your little dirty secrets, Mr. Hunter."
Behind the boy, a massive antique clock appeared.
Firing directly at the Anbu hunter's head, the boy closed his eyes for a moment before reopening them.
"Heh, so it was Danzo after all, wasn't it, Captain?"
Firing again, the Anbu hunter was swallowed by the darkness, and the clock's hands in his left eye began to spin counterclockwise.
"Oh! I think this will be enough... at least for now."
Sighing, a tremendous amount of chakra was expelled from the boy's body, creating small gusts of wind.
The boy raised his head to the sky before disappearing into the darkness.
Danzo felt threatened. In the last two years, several hundred of his hunters had disappeared. There was no information, not even close to finding the culprit, due to the blood marks at the crime scenes.
The culprit was named the 'Devourer.' This matter was very serious; all of Konoha was warned about this criminal, yet they couldn't find him.
"Cursed 'Devourer'!" Clenching his fist tightly, Danzo frowned. He knew the Devourer's target was 'Root.'
All the missing Anbu were from his organization, but it was very elusive to catch him; even now, they didn't know if it was a man or a woman.
Sighing, Danzo closed his eyes. His organization had weakened a lot in these two years.
"Hey~ Big sister Tsunade."
Yuki looked at Tsunade, who now had a smile on her face, counting money. There was a strong smell of alcohol coming from her. Yuki sighed at the sight. This woman had increased her addiction to both gambling and drinking to a higher degree.
It was as if she had upgraded her level. Yuki knew he was responsible for this, but who could blame him?
A year ago, he tried to stop Tsunade, but this woman didn't listen. He tried to keep some distance, but she found him.
Since the day he took her as his disciple in the game, this woman was like a powerful magnet; she clung to him and didn't let go.
When he asked her why she did it, Tsunade only replied, "Who would be stupid enough to let go of a golden goose?"
Basically, he was her golden ticket. She kept losing money as before, and every time she lost, she sought out Yuki all over Konoha, grabbed him by the scruff, and forced him to recover her money.
It was an endless cycle where she lost money, and he recovered it.
"Do you think I could join the Anbu hunters?"
Tsunade stopped counting her money and gave Yuki a suspicious look.
"Haven't you caused any trouble again, have you?"
"Of course not, Big Sister."
Yuki quickly shook his head.
"When have I ever caused trouble in the first place?"
Tsunade gave him a blank look, wondering how thick his skin was.
"I'm surprised you didn't bite your tongue."
"My feelings are hurt every time you doubt me, Big Sister."
Placing a hand on his chest, Yuki gave her a pitying look, his eyes becoming glassy.
"Come on, it's a joke... Alright, come here."
Tsunade was weak to that look; she quickly brought Yuki into her arms.
Giving him a few pats on the head, Tsunade sighed and wondered if she had softened.
Yuki, of course, being a man of culture, buried his face in those enormous valleys without any reservation, a strange smile forming on his face as he felt the softness of her chest.
Tsunade, of course, noticed, but she had already gotten used to this perverted behavior of the boy. She knew he loved her chest.
But she didn't mind; after all, he was cute, brought her money, cooked for her, gave her massages, aside from causing her troubles, he was a perfect little brother. Lowering her head, Tsunade took deep breaths of Yuki's hair.
(Ah~ This is life!) Tsunade really liked Yuki's scent; a strange smile formed on her face before continuing to recharge her batteries with his smell.
Opening the door, Shizune entered with some agitation in her voice.
"Tsunade-sama, what are you two doing?"
Shizune froze at the sight of the duo; her eyes started to lose their light, giving them a dead fish look.
From her perspective, they were a pair of perverts taking advantage of each other, even that strange smile on her face was the same.
"Tsunade-sama, Yuki, I'll be angry if you don't stop this."
The light in Shizune's eyes dimmed even more, and the duo felt a terrible chill in their bodies; they quickly separated.
"Oh? Shizune, were you here? Hehehe."
With a goofy smile on her face, Tsunade reluctantly separated.
Yuki remained silent, thinking it was amusing to see this appearance in Tsunade.
"Tsunade-sama, you're one of the three legendary Sannin; please think a little more about your image."
Shizune was angry. After several minutes of scolding the duo, she finally calmed down.
"By the way, Shizune, why are you here? Weren't you at the hospital?" Tsunade said a bit dejected.
"Oh, right!" Now remembering why she came, Shizune gave Yuki a somewhat suspicious look.
"Tsunade-sama, the Hokage is calling for you."
Tsunade narrowed her eyes and looked at Yuki.
"Little Yuki, what did you do now? Spill it out quickly! I promise not to get mad."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Yuki averted his gaze, as serene and calm as if this had nothing to do with him.
Tsunade and Shizune, seeing him, couldn't help but increase their doubts.
"Alright, I'll go see what the old man wants. Worst case, I'll make that little brat apologize."
She knew this was because of Yuki; the little rascal loved tormenting the Hokage's life, using kids from various clans as bait for his mischief.
She didn't know if he had any enmity with the Hokage, but everything he did always landed her in trouble.
She sighed; after all, she had accepted this boy as her family. Besides, no matter what trouble he got into, she would still protect him.
(Argh! Damn honey trap!)
Leaving her house, she thought it wasn't much; she still wanted to go back for lunch.
(After all, his cooking is delicious.) With thoughts about food, Tsunade walked away with a smile, unaware that she would regret this later.
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**TN:** *Sorry, I messed up a bit from chap 15. I'll edit them asap and another 5 chapters hehe.*