"Pfft!"
After an Impure World Reincarnation body was blown apart, the soul would not return directly to the Pure Land. As long as the technique had not been undone, or destroyed through special means, the body could recover.
A pseudo-immortal body. A nearly infinite mana bar.
Even without considering the part where it desecrated the dead, this kind of ninjutsu absolutely belonged among forbidden techniques. It was the very definition of a war weapon.
The one whose head had just been blown off by Tsunade was her younger brother, Nawaki. His shattered head turned into ash-like material and drifted through the air.
Veins bulged on Tsunade's forehead.
What did he mean, "Big Sis didn't have breasts this big"?
He had only just been brought back through Impure World Reincarnation, and where were his eyes looking? He must have been led astray by Jiraiya while he was still alive, picking up the habits of that drunken pervert.
If Koji knew what Tsunade was thinking, he would definitely speak up for Nawaki.
Humans were visual creatures. Every now and then, their auto-aim would activate on its own and lock onto certain body parts.
Minato broke out in a sweat. This scene really felt familiar.
Perhaps because Tsunade knew Impure World Reincarnation was not that easy to deal with, she had even used her monstrous strength.
Soon, Nawaki's head grew back.
Although he had not felt any pain, that familiar sensation still spread through his heart.
A familiar feeling. A familiar person.
Now he could confirm it.
This really was his big sister.
"Big Sis, that was scary, okay?!" Nawaki said unhappily.
He had almost had a heart attack just now. Fortunately, an Impure World Reincarnation body would not have that kind of problem.
"Was it? You're fine, aren't you? It's not like this is the first time I've hit you."
Tsunade spoke with some nostalgia. Back then, whenever Nawaki made her angry, she would strike.
Nawaki: "…"
When she put it that way, memories that should have died along with him attacked him all over again. Even though this body should not be capable of feeling pain, a phantom ache suddenly appeared.
"Big Sis, what's going on with me?" Nawaki asked.
He found his current state strange. He felt like a dead person. No body heat, no heartbeat, nothing at all…
If he remembered correctly, he should have died during the Ninja World War.
So…
Had he been revived?
He did not know about a ninjutsu like Impure World Reincarnation. His family had never shown it to him either.
"I missed you," Tsunade said softly.
The death of her own younger brother in battle was the greatest scar in her heart. Whenever she thought of him, her heart felt like it could no longer breathe.
"Big Sis, I'm not really used to you talking so gently," Nawaki said, scratching his head.
Tsunade did not speak so gently very often. Though he said that, he could still sense that Tsunade must have been very tired all these years.
"Sounds like your hide is itching for a beating."
Tsunade smiled without warmth.
She discovered that she was starting to not miss this younger brother so much anymore. The way he talked was simply too infuriating.
"People brought back through Impure World Reincarnation don't feel that kind of thing," Koji added.
Tsunade: "…"
Did I not know that already? Did I need you to explain it?
"Big Sis, have you stayed single all these years?"
Nawaki began courting death, while Tsunade's face began to darken. Everyone else began watching the show.
As if he had not noticed his sister's expression, Nawaki continued talking on his own.
"Big Sis, you should be getting pretty old too. If you don't find someone soon, you'll become an unwanted old hag with a sallow face…"
Lumine silently raised a thumb.
As a younger brother, you really aren't afraid of death.
"Are you done?" Tsunade's voice no longer held even the slightest trace of warmth.
This brat really dared to say that. If she had known he would be this infuriating, maybe she would not have summoned him at all.
"Uh…"
Nawaki's voice stopped abruptly, because he finally noticed Tsunade's face.
It was so dark it looked like water could drip from it. Even with an Impure World Reincarnation body, he was trembling in fear at this very moment.
This was the suppression that came from blood ties.
Even if he was already a dead man.
"Can we reconcile?"
"At a time like this, are you joking?"
Tsunade dragged Nawaki toward a small forest nearby. When Nawaki looked at everyone for help, nobody spoke up for him.
Serves him right.
And since he had an Impure World Reincarnation body, there was no need to worry about him being beaten to death. At most, his spirit would suffer a little torture.
Rumble!
Before long, the ground began shaking violently, as if an earthquake had erupted.
Large swaths of trees were uprooted.
Everyone looked at the cracks spreading toward them and fell silent.
This was probably Tsunade's monstrous strength.
Nawaki had truly made Tsunade angry.
…
My name is Nawaki Senju. I am the biological grandson of the God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju.
After dying in battle, I returned to the human world.
But now, I want to go back to the Pure Land.
In just a few short minutes, Nawaki had been blown apart by Tsunade several times. It did not take long for him to go from terrified to numb.
"Do you know what you did wrong?" Tsunade asked.
After venting a little, Tsunade's mood improved a lot.
This bratty little brother of hers really thought that just because he had an Impure World Reincarnation body, he no longer needed to know who was boss.
"Big Sis, I know I was wrong."
Nawaki immediately admitted defeat.
So many years had passed, and his sister's monstrous strength had become even more powerful. It was simply absurd.
"As long as you know. Over in the Pure Land, did you see Grandma Mito and the others?" Tsunade asked.
Nawaki nodded.
"Yeah, I saw them. They're doing well over there."
Tsunade shook her head and revealed a bitter smile.
How could they not be heartbroken? He had been so young, yet he had already had to go to the battlefield—especially when he was their own direct descendant.
"Nawaki, when you were little, your dream was to become a Hokage like Grandpa, wasn't it?" Tsunade said.
Nawaki nodded.
He greatly admired his grandfather, Hashirama Senju. Who did not know the name of the God of Shinobi?
But he had not even reached one-tenth of Hashirama Senju's level.
"Then if your big sister became Hokage, would you be happy?" Tsunade suddenly asked, her tone rarely so earnest and heartfelt.
It made her nostalgic.
The moment when Nawaki had loudly shouted that he wanted to become Hokage felt as if it had happened only yesterday.
"Huh?"
Nawaki was slightly stunned.
He remembered that his sister had never had any intention of becoming Hokage. Why did she suddenly have that idea?
Who had changed her?
"If you want to become Hokage, Big Sis, then I'll definitely be happy."
"But that should be your own ambition."
If becoming Hokage would make his sister suffer, then he would rather she give up on it. No matter what, being happy was the most important thing.
Now, his sister was the only one left. There was no need to make Tsunade bear such a heavy responsibility.
"So you can actually say things like that."
"I understand."
Tsunade smiled in relief.
For the sake of this dear younger brother of hers, if she needed to become Hokage, she would not refuse.
When she saw Nawaki, she could feel that her hemophobia had more or less disappeared.
(End of Chapter)
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