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Red Nara

I've got more interesting stuff on patreon patreon.com/Chill76 The protagonist is an accidental time traveler - he didn't wait, didn't guess, only dreamed, but ended up in history, which he didn't pay much attention to. He was just lucky with his lineage. Ryo is a new member of the Nara clan, from the Uzumaki lineage on his father's side, and it so happened that he was born not at the beginning of the known plot, but more than three decades and two world wars later. Now he has to figure out how to get out of this situation however he can. I've got more interesting stuff on patreon patreon.com/Chill76

l_legolas · Anime et bandes dessinées
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144 Chs

Chapter 113

- Are you sure there are? If she even knew about the possibility of having such pictures, you'd be dead a long time ago," I hummed a little skeptically.

- You're talking to a master of stealth! Even a teacher can't always detect me if I'm really determined to remain undetected! And you don't want to get caught by the princess," Jiraiya suppressed a sudden shiver that ran through his body, "I've had enough of that with one big beating.

- I've heard that - they say you were in the hospital for three months after that," I nodded at him.

I was just starting to learn to be an Iryo-nin, and I heard Tsunade's massacre. In addition to killing her partner, she'd destroyed a couple of houses and a piece of road.

- The only thing that made me happy about the incident was the beautiful nurses," the sannin grinned. - After that, I only got a couple of pictures, but what pictures!

With a magician's gesture, the pervert pulled out a couple of pictures from somewhere and handed them to me. One look at them was enough to make me salivate profusely and steel hardness of a certain part of my body!

The first picture showed a naked Senju standing under the shower, slightly sideways to the lens, with her hands on her head, tucking her hair back, giving me a perfect view of all her assets. The second was a rear view from the right as the blonde bent over to pick up the fallen soap.

For a moment my brain shut down, overheating. If this were a manga, I wouldn't have gotten away with losing a measly liter of nosebleed! I handed the pictures to a grinning Jiraiya and swore in my heart that I'd stop at nothing to get Tsunade into my bed. Hell, Dan was a jerk to die and leave a pretty girl like that alone!

But suddenly I remembered the redhead I knew, and comparing her to the blonde, I couldn't decide who was prettier. On the one hand, Linley is more homely and cozy with a gorgeous body and pretty face, but Tsunade has the full set of "unavailable beauty" and wins on points due to the title of princess, having such a desirable body.

The picture is spoiled by her somewhat cold attitude towards those around her and an aura of arrogance that literally says "I am superior to you".

- If you had to choose between Linley Senju and Tsunade Senju, who would you choose? - I asked Jiraiya.

- The sannin scratched the back of his head, "They're both great women, but I'd rather have the princess, although I wouldn't mind the other one either!

Giggling like a schoolgirl, he plunged into fantasy.

- If you weren't such an obvious pervert, you'd have a lot of admirers," I shook my head, bringing him back down to earth.

- Hey, I'm already being chased!

- Yeah, to beat you up for peeping," I cut him off. - When I enter a hot spring, no one is in a hurry to cover up, but I doubt you'll get the same reaction.

- What do you know about women, kid," Jiraiya grumbled resentfully.

- The fact that they hate to be stared at so blatantly is much more obvious if you show your disinterest," I sighed, "It's a simple truth that I've learned over the years.

- Hmm, that's an interesting idea," the shinobi mumbled and pulled out a notebook and pen and began to write furiously, thinking in his ear, "a cold character and women hovering around him, trying to melt his icy heart with the heat of their bodies! Yeah, that's a great sketch.

- What are you writing? - I tried to look into the notebook, even though I had a strong suspicion about its contents.

- Just some sketches for a book.

- You write books?

Strange, I'd thought he'd only written his first book by the end of the third war, let alone the Icha Icha series.

- Actually, I've already written a draft, you can look at it, but don't bother me," the sannin said, shoving a thick, tattered notebook into my hands.

The title bore a very familiar name, and after reading the first page, I was convinced that it was indeed a Naruto book. Taking a seat next to the hermit, I immersed myself in the reading.

The story was written in pretty good language and was unexpectedly engaging, despite the rather delusional idea of world peace. Before I knew it, two hours had passed without a trace, and I was out of pages.

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