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While the two women teased each other, Maki focused on putting the final touches on his suaasat noodles, waiting for the meat to soften completely. He wiped his hands on a white cloth, then turned to where they sat watching him.
"Would you like some tea first?" he asked. "Or some snacks?"
"Oh baby, I want tea—and that chocolate you have," Nemuri said with a grin.
"Chocolate?" Maki repeated, tilting his head.
"Yeah! I could taste it on your mouth earlier—it was really good stuff."
"Oh… that chocolate," he said, nodding. He turned his gaze to the blonde woman beside Nemuri. "Who's this, Nem-Nem?"
"I totally forgot to introduce her!" Nemuri sat up straight. "Maki, this is one of UA's teachers—and she's like my sister."
"Sister?" Maki looked from Tsunade to Nemuri and back again. "Which one of you is adopted?"
Both women's mouths twitched at the blunt question, but Tsunade let out a full laugh. "Hahaha! We just call each other sisters—that's all."
"Oh, I see," Maki said thoughtfully. "So you adopted one another?"
They stared at him, questioning his logic, before Nemuri shook her head with a smile. "Yeah, something like that." Tsunade chuckled again, amused by his literal take on things.
Maki's eyes drifted over Tsunade then—taking in her blonde hair tied in two low ponytails, the purple diamond mark on her forehead, and how her clothes did little to hide her curves. She felt his gaze move from her face down to her body, but unlike others who'd stare with hunger or awe, his red eyes stayed calm, detached—as if he were simply noting details, nothing more.
Then she saw it: hidden beneath his dark hair was a pair of intricate golden serpent earrings. Her eyes widened. She knew those designs—they were identical to the ones worn by the Kujas, a mark of their royalty. What is this? she thought, her mind racing. He's a man… how could he have those?
More questions piled up: Isaac had asked her to record their conversation about the void crack; the wood he'd created pulsed with chakra identical to the ancient forests her ancestor Hashirama Senju had grown; earlier, she'd seen him turn a carrot into meat with no trace of chakra—meaning he must have two separate abilities. And now this—royal earrings from a clan she'd thought had no male members. Every possibility felt impossible, and frustration built in her chest as she struggled to make sense of it all.
Before she could speak, his deep voice cut through her thoughts. "What about you, Miss… Diamond? Would you like tea as well?"
Her mouth twitched. "Miss… D-Diamond?" she muttered, eyeing his deadpan expression.
"Yes," he said matter-of-factly. "The mark on your forehead—it looks like a diamond."
Nemuri burst out laughing. "Hahahahaha!"
Tsunade shot her a look. "'Miss Diamond'? More like 'Miss Joker'."
Nemuri knew exactly what she meant. Tsunade loved to gamble but always lost—her luck was as unpredictable as a joker card in a deck, turning any sure bet into a joke.
"What are you laughing at?" Tsunade asked, though her tone was playful.
Nemuri just turned away, still chuckling.
Tsunade turned back to Maki, taking a slow breath to steady herself. She crossed her arms over her torso, pushing her chest slightly forward as she smiled up at him. "You can call me 'sister' too… or even 'sister-in-law'," she teased.
"Sister?" Maki repeated, his brow furrowed slightly. "I've never had a sister before." He paused, then nodded firmly. "I understand! I'll call you 'Little Sister' then. Okay—wait for me. I'll make your tea, and I'll show you a magic trick later too."
Tsunade stared at him, dumbfounded. Me? 'Little' sister?
Nemuri couldn't hold back anymore—she laughed so hard tears streamed down her face.
Tsunade stared at Nemuri, who was laughing loudly. Irritation crept across her face, but then she smirked. Without warning, she clung to Nemuri from behind. Tsunade positioned herself at Nemuri's back, and her hands immediately gripped Nemuri's breasts.
"Ahhh~!"
Nemuri moaned as Tsunade's fingers squeezed firmly through the fabric of her suit.
Tsunade leaned closer and whispered into her ear, "What are you laughing at, Nem-nem…?"
Her hands tightened again, squeezing Nemuri's breasts harder.
"AHHH~! Sis-Tsuna, you really like breasts, don't you?" Nemuri teased.
Tsunade groped her even more, her fingers sinking deep into Nemuri's chest. Even though Nemuri was wearing a suit, the fabric did nothing to hide the fullness of her breasts.
"Ahh~… ahhh~…"
Nemuri continued moaning as Tsunade molded and stretched her breasts wildly, pulling them apart with both hands as if they were soft clay.
"Ahhh~ fuck, that hurts, sister…" Nemuri said breathlessly.
Nemuri's hands moved up and grabbed Tsunade's head, which was resting on her right shoulder.
"Nem-nem… looks like you're wet," Tsunade whispered.
"And whose fault is that?" Nemuri replied.
"What a bad girl you are, Nem-nem," Tsunade said, before groping her breasts even harder and pulling them again.
"Ughhhh~~~ fuck, it hurts…"
Nemuri moaned in pleasure and pain at the same time.
Then Tsunade spoke again.
"Say sorry, lil sis… then I might stop."
"Ahhh~ Ahhh~… ughh~!"
Tsunade's hands did not stop. Her fingers sank completely into Nemuri's chest as she mercilessly groped and squeeze her breasts tightly.
"Ahh~ really a bad elder sister," Nemuri said.
Both of them were clearly enjoying the teasing they were giving each other.
Suddenly they heard a man's voice.
"The tea is here. You can continue that later."
His voice sounded completely casual.
Both of them turned their heads and saw Maki setting the cups of tea on the table.
Tsunade clicked her tongue softly.
"You're lucky, Nem-nem…"
She finally let go.
Nemuri smiled and whispered softly, "Yes… I won."
She then grabbed the tea that Maki had prepared.
Tsunade also took the other cup. It was green tea, but it carried an aroma she had never smelled before. She took a sip without hesitation. For some reason, she completely trusted this man.
The moment the tea touched her tongue, she felt an unbelievable taste. It reminded her of cherries mixed with coconut milk.
Nemuri, who was also tasting it for the first time, widened her eyes.
"What is this, baby?" Nemuri asked.
"Tasty, right?" Maki replied.
Both of them nodded their heads.
"Wait. I'll show you something," Maki said.
He walked back toward the kitchen counter. They watched as he picked up the carrot he had cut earlier and the knife.
Then he returned to the dining table.
"Let me show you a magic trick."
They watched carefully as he sliced another piece from the carrot.
The moment the blade cut through it, it happened again.
The sliced piece of carrot turned into chocolate.
Both women stared in disbelief.
It really happened.
Maki picked up the round piece of chocolate from the tray where it had fallen. Then he took a bite.
They heard the crisp breaking sound of the chocolate.
They watched him chew slowly before he gave a subtle smile and a thumbs up.
"Magic, right?"
"Let me try too," Nemuri said.
She leaned forward and opened her mouth.
Maki placed the other half of the chocolate into her mouth. Nemuri chewed slowly.
Her eyes widened.
"It really tastes like chocolate!"
Tsunade raised an eyebrow.
"Give me some too."
Maki nodded slightly.
"Wait—"
But Nemuri suddenly moved.
While still chewing the chocolate in her mouth, she grabbed Tsunade's face and pressed both cheeks, forcing Tsunade's mouth to open into an oval shape.
Nemuri then opened her own mouth.
From inside it, the melted chocolate began to flow down.
The thick, melted chocolate slowly dripped into Tsunade's open mouth.
Tsunade didn't stop her.
She allowed the chocolate to fall inside.
The melted chocolate flowed down, mixed with Nemuri's saliva. Nemuri's tongue brushed lightly against Tsunade's lips as the chocolate slid down into her mouth.
Then Nemuri closed her mouth and chewed the remaining chocolate that was still inside.
Tsunade also began chewing the chocolate Nemuri had fed her.
Then she said calmly,
"Well… it really tastes like real chocolate."
Maki stared at both of them. Then he tilted his head slightly and asked,
"Is that a tradition?"
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