Chapter 162 » Just Call Her Sister-in-Law, There Will Be More Sisters-in-Law to Introduce You to in the Future!
"Phew... I'm exhausted!"
Tsunade hurriedly placed the two money boxes she was carrying in her hands, the two under her arms, and the one she was holding in her mouth on the floor of the living room.
Looking at the five boxes filled to the brim, she was sweating profusely, her clothes soaked. However, her face still beamed with excitement.
"Tired but happy... Hahaha..." She gazed at the money boxes, laughing so hard she shook all over. Turning to Yusuke, who had empty hands, she glared at him. She hurriedly stood up and asked, "Where are your money boxes? Didn't we win a hundred million? We agreed you'd carry five boxes and I'd carry five boxes."
Tsunade looked around, but couldn't see any money boxes.
"You think I'm as foolish as you? So stupid to carry them back myself. Couldn't we use storage scrolls to keep them?" Yusuke took out a storage scroll from his chest and weighed it in front of her.
"Huh? How did I not think of that..." She slapped her forehead. She had been so focused on carrying the money while walking, she'd forgotten about this trick! Then, she stared at him with a somewhat resentful expression, "You couldn't have told me... You just watched me carry them back without any dignity?"
"You were as excited as if you were on a sugar high." He said, raising an eyebrow, "It's good to cool you down a bit."
"Hmph..." Tsunade glanced at him, then happily went to take a bath.
After all, she had been at the gambling house all night. Plus, she had been running back carrying so many boxes this morning. Her body was already covered in fragrant sweat.
Yusuke watched her back. Then he smiled slyly. Afterwards, he also followed her inside.
He then instructed the guard ninja at the door, "No one is allowed to enter until I give further orders."
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"Hey, can't I go in? Do you know who I am? Do you know who my boss is? My boss is the famous Yusuke Kamizuki! Hmm!"
Three hours later, the blonde, blue-eyed Deidara arrived at the door of the luxurious reception house. However, he was stopped by the ninja guarding the entrance.
"Deidara, it was that person's order. Before he comes out, no one is to be received! Even if it's the Tsuchikage, we won't let them in!" The Iwa ninja at the door said with lingering fear.
After all, last night's super explosion had shocked everyone in Iwagakure! Now, whatever Yusuke said was the iron law. Everyone must obey unconditionally!
If an unprecedented explosion like yesterday's were to occur due to their negligence and break out within Iwagakure, wouldn't they become sinners for all eternity? So, from that moment yesterday, all the ninja of Iwagakure were filled with awe towards Yusuke!
Yusuke Kamizuki, in their eyes, was no longer human. He was a god! A deity! A deity who looked down upon everything!
"Is that what my big bro said? Well then... I'll just wait here, hmm!" Deidara scratched his head upon hearing this.
After his all-night research yesterday, he had finally elevated his art to a whole new level — C3 Dragon!
He was just planning to have Yusuke evaluate his art. This wait was no big deal.
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Another two hours passed. Deidara's patience was starting to wear thin.
"Ah! What on earth is my big bro doing in there? Eating? Even eating wouldn't take this long, right? Could it be... he's resting? But it's daytime now." Deidara muttered, "Hey, do you know?"
"Ahem... I don't know, I don't know..." The Iwa guard behind the door immediately shook his head!
Joking! Although he could guess something. After all, only Tsunade and Yusuke had returned here this morning, and they hadn't come out for such a long time… Did he even need to ask?
Deidara said listlessly, "Then I'll wait a bit longer..."
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This wait lasted another hour.
Finally, the door of the luxurious reception house slowly opened, and Yusuke emerged.
He appeared refreshed and invigorated, with a faint smile on his face that gave off a warm, gentle feeling — like a spring breeze. He seemed extremely friendly.
Behind him stood Tsunade, her face etched with resentment as she glared at him fiercely.
"Stop looking. Besides, this is what you agreed to. Of course you have to follow through." Yusuke said, turning his head with a slight smile.
Seeing this, Tsunade's body trembled slightly. She lowered her head and let out a soft snort.
"Big Bro Yusuke! Hehe..."
At that moment, Deidara, who had been waiting for several hours at the door, finally caught sight of him. Without hesitation, he ran towards him.
"After a night of research, I've developed a new type of C3 clay dragon! It can be used for high-altitude bombing!" He exclaimed excitedly, "Come on, Big Bro! Let me show you! Hmm!"
"Alright." Yusuke replied with a light smile.
He had already developed the C3 dragon at this age? At this rate, it seemed Deidara's ultimate art wasn't far off.
"Who is this?" Deidara, quite indifferent to the major affairs of the ninja world, didn't recognize Tsunade.
"Just call her Sister-in-law." Yusuke said casually, "There will be more sisters-in-law to introduce you to in the future."
"Hello, Sister-in-law!" Deidara immediately bowed to her, his attitude completely respectful.
Tsunade had initially felt a little secretly pleased when she heard the first part of what Yusuke said. But the latter part completely shattered her.
More sisters-in-law, huh?!
"Does Sister-in-law want to come and see too?" Deidara asked, scratching his head.
"She doesn't need to." Yusuke replied lightly, "She's feeling unwell, probably needs to rest well for a day or two."
After saying this, he smiled at Tsunade, revealing a meaningful expression.
She glared at him, gritting her teeth. Then, she let out a light snort, closed the door, and went to the bedroom to rest.
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