A day in the Life of Tetsuma Senju

As Tetsuma walked toward his mother's ancestral home, he noticed a rustling from a nearby bush. He paused, sensing something was off. The faintest sound of a giggle reached his ears before he saw her — a little girl with blonde hair and big, curious eyes, peering out from behind the leaves.

She was waiting. Tetsuma immediately recognized her as Tsunade, his younger cousin, who was only three years old. The mischievous gleam in her eyes was unmistakable, and in her tiny hands, she held a small container of paint, ready to splash it on him as he walked by.

Tetsuma couldn't help but smile at her determination. Tsunade, though young, had inherited the mischievous streak of their clan. She was one of the few who could get away with pulling pranks, especially on him, though Tetsuma had long since grown accustomed to her tricks.

As he walked closer, he could see her crouching down, trying to stay hidden behind the bush, but it was clear she wasn't as good at sneaking as she thought. He decided to play along.

"Planning something, Tsunade?" he asked, his voice light with amusement, his eyes narrowing in mock suspicion.

Tsunade's eyes widened in shock, her tiny hands frozen in place. She wasn't expecting to be caught so easily. For a moment, there was silence before she puffed up her cheeks in defiance. "I-I wasn't doing anything!" she said, though her voice betrayed her, the tiny blush creeping onto her face.

Tetsuma smirked, his arms crossed. "Uh-huh, sure," he said, not buying her act for a second. "So, you weren't planning on throwing paint at me?"

Tsunade's expression shifted to one of pure determination, and she quickly raised the container of paint. "I was!" she admitted proudly, holding it high. "But now you ruined it, so I'll just have to get you next time!"

Tetsuma chuckled softly, shaking his head at her antics. "You'll have to be quicker if you want to catch me," he said, turning and continuing his walk toward his mother's house.

Tsunade stood there for a moment, watching him go, clearly plotting her next move. Despite being just three years old, she was already a force to be reckoned with when it came to pranks. Tetsuma knew it wouldn't be long before she figured out a way to catch him off guard.

He grinned, hearing the faint sound of her giggles as he walked away.

As Tetsuma walked away, he couldn't resist the opportunity to turn the tables on his mischievous cousin. He flickered into motion, using a swift application of Body Flicker Jutsu, appearing behind Tsunade in the blink of an eye.

Before she could even process what had happened, Tetsuma snatched the paint container from her hands and, with a grin, reached into his pouch. He produced a small vial filled with a stinky mixture of herbs—a concoction he'd learned about in his travels, designed to stink to high heavens but leave no permanent marks.

"Not so fast, Tsunade," he said with a playful chuckle.

Tsunade spun around just in time to see Tetsuma tilt the vial over her head. The foul-smelling liquid poured over her hair, causing her to squeal in disgust.

"Tetsuma!" she shrieked, hands flying to her now soaked hair. "What is this?! It smells awful!"

Tetsuma stood a few steps back, watching her with a smirk. "It's just a little herb mixture. Nothing too bad, just enough to make you rethink your pranks for a while."

Tsunade's face scrunched up, clearly offended but unable to fully process her next move. "I'm gonna tell Mama!" she huffed, puffing up her tiny chest in an attempt to be intimidating, though the smell was making it hard for her to keep a straight face.

"Go ahead, but I think the smell might get to her before you do," Tetsuma teased, clearly enjoying the moment.

Tsunade stomped her little foot in frustration but couldn't hide the laugh that bubbled out of her. "You're so mean, Tetsuma!"

Tetsuma only laughed, ruffling her hair, now covered in a mix of paint and herbs. "It's all in good fun. Maybe next time, you'll have to come up with a better plan if you want to get the drop on me."

Though Tsunade was pouting, the playful glint in her eyes never faded. "I'll get you back, Tetsuma. You just wait!" she warned.

Tetsuma smiled, his heart light. "I'll be ready for it." And with that, he continued on his way, leaving Tsunade behind, still trying to figure out how to clean herself up before she faced her mother.