chsdbacks Chapter 515 Tsunade's Break from Talk
Chapter 515 Tsunade's Break from Talk
Morning light streamed into the room through the glass, and Tsunade's eyelashes fluttered slightly.
She subconsciously moved her arm, and the blanket slipped down her shoulder, revealing a few faint red marks on the side of her neck.
She turned her head and saw Uchiha Mitsunori looking down at her.
Tsunade could no longer suppress the deepest desire in her heart. She slightly raised herself, her disheveled hair clinging to her neck and shoulders.
"You said yesterday... that you could revive the Rope Tree, is that true?"
Upon hearing this, Uchiha Mitsunori gently stroked her hair, a confident smile playing on his lips.
"It is true. After obtaining the Rinnegan, by consuming a large amount of chakra and using the Rinne Innate Secret Technique, one can truly revive the deceased and allow Nawaki to return to your side as a normal person."
"You are proficient in medical ninjutsu. You can first extract Nawaki's cells, cultivate them into a clone, and then transplant Hashirama's cells into the clone. In this way, the resurrected Nawaki will inherit the Wood Release talent, and his physique and strength will far surpass what he was before."
Tsunade's body stiffened abruptly, and her brows furrowed tightly.
"But the Rinnegan... isn't that a legendary eye technique? From ancient times to the present, no one has ever truly seen the complete Rinnegan. Even the ancient books of the Senju clan only contain scattered records, calling it the 'Eye of the Six Paths'."
In the past, in order to keep the rope tree, she devoted herself to studying forbidden techniques, but countless attempts ended in failure, fearing that she would face devastating disappointment again.
"The Rinnegan is not a myth. The ancestor of the Uchiha clan was the eldest son of the Sage of Six Paths, so the secret of the Rinnegan has always been passed down within the Uchiha family. In the present ninja world, there is only one pair of Rinnegan, and that is the eye of Uchiha Madara."
"Uchiha Madara... has the Rinnegan?"
Tsunade was startled and sat up abruptly, unaware that most of the blankets had slipped off her body, her face filled with disbelief.
"Didn't he die right after the battle at the Valley of the End...? The Senju and Uchiha clansmen... all witnessed that final battle!"
The name Madara Uchiha is like a deep mark on the Senju clan, bearing the weight of centuries of grudges and bloody conflicts.
Uchiha Mitsumine chuckled softly, gently tapping her brow with his finger to soothe the turmoil in her heart.
"During the battle at the Valley of the End, he only pretended to die in battle, but actually hid in a secret place to cultivate in the dark... and eventually secretly awakened the Rinnegan."
Knowing the trajectory of the future, he naturally had a thorough understanding of Madara's whereabouts and plans, and Madara would ultimately become the stepping stone for him to reach the top of the ninja world.
Tsunade's breath hitched slightly, her chest heaved violently, and a hint of urgency and heat flashed in her eyes. She subconsciously reached out and grabbed his wrist.
She leaned closer to Mitsumine, her eyes pleading, "Then... can we get his Rinnegan? If we can get the Rinnegan sooner, can we revive Nawaki sooner?"
"I can wait, I can endure anything, but I'm afraid... afraid that things might change, afraid that something else might happen."
Her obsession with Nawaki temporarily put aside her fear of Uchiha Madara, and her mind was filled with the thought of reviving her brother as soon as possible.
He paused, then kissed Tsunade's forehead: "Madara Uchiha is already old and frail, nothing to fear. Actually, you don't need to worry about the Rinnegan. With my talent, I will awaken the Rinnegan in the future, so it won't be an obstacle for us."
"When the time is right, the Rinnegan will naturally come to our aid. I won't keep you waiting too long, and I certainly won't let you down."
Her body trembled slightly, conveying the unease and fear deep within her.
Uchiha Mitsunori could clearly sense her restlessness and read the obsession in her eyes. The pain of losing Nawaki was etched into her very bones, becoming an indelible scar for her entire life.
This obsession is both her weakness and the key to Sanfeng's ability to keep her firmly under control, as well as the core bond of their cooperative relationship.
He gently withdrew his hand, stood up, straightened his clothes, and deliberately changed the subject: "Let's not talk about these troublesome things. Let's wash up first. You can accompany me to explore Daming Prefecture in a while. I've heard that the pastries here are exquisite and the sake is mellow and delicious. I'd like you to take me to try them and relax a bit."
Knowing that Tsunade was troubled by her resurrection, he deliberately set aside time for her to calm down, and also took the opportunity to get closer to her.
Tsunade silently got up, reached out and picked up the neatly folded plain-colored kimono beside her. Her fingertips brushed against the soft fabric, and her emotions gradually calmed down.
She could sense Sanfeng's deliberate attempt to comfort her, which only intensified the complex emotions in her heart.
She couldn't tell whether she was grateful for his thoughtfulness, or helpless about being "controlled," or even more confused about this ambiguous relationship.
She looked down at the dark patterns on her clothes, her fingers slightly curled. The pride of the Thousand Hands clan and her current docility were intertwined, making her feel conflicted.
She turned her back to Sanfeng and put on her clothes, her long hair falling down to cover her face and hide the complex expression in her eyes. Her voice was light but carried a hint of agreement: "Alright, then I'll accompany you to tour Daming Prefecture."
She paused in fastening her belt, then added, her tone carrying a hint of reproach, but without the previous coldness: "This guy, he always knows how to relax, completely disregarding the tense situation at the border."
This playful scolding, more like a couple's banter, broke the previous heavy atmosphere.
Uchiha Mitsunori watched her slightly stiff yet docile back, his eyes becoming subtle, and his tone, filled with undeniable seriousness, broke the brief moment of warmth: "After you finish eating, you'll come back to the border base with me."
He walked to the window, pushed it open a crack, and looked at the distant horizon: "After the Third Shinobi World War ends... the power structure of Konoha will be reshaped... the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, will inevitably step down, and Danzo Shimura is ambitious, so this is the best time to compete for the Hokage position."
"I need your help... Princess Tsunade's identity and the prestige of the Legendary Sannin of Konoha are the help I need most."
He made no attempt to hide his ambitions, making it clear to Tsunade that their cooperation would be mutually beneficial, so he didn't conceal anything.
Tsunade fastened her belt, slowly turned around, her brows furrowed slightly, her fingers unconsciously rubbing her cuffs as she pondered for a moment.
Helping him vie for the Hokage position would not only allow us to use his power to revive Nawaki, but also restore the glory of the Senju clan and wash away the decline of the past years. It would be a win-win situation where everyone gets what they want.
She nodded slightly, her tone firm, her eyes full of calculation: "Yes, I will try to help you. But I have conditions. When we get to the base, you must set up a private medical laboratory for me, equipped with the most complete equipment and medicines. I need to prepare for cloning and cell transplantation in advance, and no one can disturb me."
As the capital of the Land of Fire, Daimyo Prefecture is a bustling and vibrant city.
The streets and alleys paved with bluestone crisscrossed, warmed by the sun, with shops lining both sides, their signs swaying gently in the breeze.
The sounds of vendors hawking their wares, haggling over prices, horses' hooves, and children playing mingled together, creating a vibrant and lively atmosphere.
The street stalls were filled with fresh fruits and vegetables, exquisite snacks and unique handicrafts, and the passersby were dressed smartly.
There were ordinary people hurrying about, as well as noble servants dressed in fine clothes and surrounded by attendants, a scene of peace and prosperity that stood in stark contrast to the war raging on the border.
Tsunade skillfully led Mitsunori through the streets and alleys, her steps light and quick, occasionally dodging the crowds and passing carriages.
She frequently traveled to Daming Prefecture to pay off debts, and knew the streets and alleys there like the back of her hand. Finally, she stopped at a street corner. In front of her was a magnificent restaurant with upturned eaves and carved beams and painted rafters, which contrasted sharply with the small shops around it.
The gilded plaque of "Fuji Residence" hangs high above the doorway, its gilded characters gleaming in the sunlight, powerful and vigorous. The vermilion gate gleams, flanked by two half-person-high stone lions, their majestic expressions commanding respect.
Two waiters in matching blue uniforms stood at the entrance of the restaurant, their faces beaming with warm smiles as they efficiently greeted the coming and going customers. The restaurant was packed, and several richly dressed noblemen were even waiting outside, chatting in hushed tones.
The air was filled with the rich aroma of wine and meat, along with the smoky fragrance of charcoal, whetting one's appetite.
"This is the most famous restaurant in the Daimyo Prefecture. Many nobles and ninja leaders are regulars here. The taste and privacy are guaranteed." Tsunade said as she led Mitsumine into the restaurant, her tone familiar.
"The signature dishes are charcoal-grilled deer meat and honey-glazed shad. The deer meat is made from wild deer from the deep mountains. It is marinated in advance with more than ten kinds of spices and then slowly grilled over charcoal for an hour, resulting in a crispy skin and juicy inside. The honey-glazed shad is marinated with special honey and sake, steamed, and then drizzled with a thick honey glaze. It is sweet but not greasy and has a subtle aroma of sake."
She raised her hand to brush away the stray hairs that had been ruffled by the wind from her forehead, her fingertips brushing casually against her ear. Sunlight shone on her hair, giving it a soft sheen.
Perhaps she had let down her guard, or perhaps she had been touched by the lively atmosphere of the marketplace. At this moment, her expression lacked its usual arrogance and sharpness, and instead showed more of the vibrancy and gentleness of an ordinary woman, with even a faint smile playing on her lips.
Uchiha Mitsufumi looked at her profile, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes. Tsunade in this state was far more captivating than the strong woman on the battlefield.
Seeing that the two were extraordinary, the man was tall and had sharp eyes, and the woman was beautiful and had an outstanding temperament, the waiter quickly stepped forward, bowed, and led the way.
"Please come in, gentlemen. There are empty seats by the window on the second floor. They have a good view and are quiet."
As he spoke, he led them to a seat by the window on the second floor.
The second-floor window seats offer a wide view; opening the wooden window reveals a bustling scene below, filled with the lively atmosphere of the streets and the aromas of restaurants, making it a very pleasant experience.
Uchiha Mitsunori pushed the wooden window open halfway, his gaze sweeping discreetly over the crowds and surrounding buildings below, maintaining the vigilance of a ninja at all times.