In Konoha, This Naruto Has Decided To Take It Easy

Chapter 299 A Bamboo Partitioned Hot Spring

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As night fell…

The two sat around a campfire, resting. The firelight illuminated Tsunade’s face, which was still full of youthful vitality. Ninjutsu truly was magical. In different hands, it produced vastly different effects.

Orochimaru had seen hope in immortality, while Tsunade had simply used it to preserve her youthful appearance. The Senju Clan’s bloodline was extraordinary, and it wasn’t unusual for them to live for a century or more with good health.

Whenever Naruto looked at Tsunade, he couldn't help but imagine her as one of the immortal cultivators from a Xianxia Novel, someone who looked like a young maiden despite being four or five decades old, completely timeless.

While he was lost in his thoughts, Tsunade frowned at the fire, deep in thought. Throughout their journey, information had been delivered to her via messenger birds, and even though she was far from Konoha, her mind was still preoccupied with the village.

Naruto found it rather boring, ‘We’re already outside, but she still had to care about that broken village.’

He got up and slowly set up a tent from his seal space, preparing water for cleaning themselves. He even considered pulling out a bathtub.

Shinobi usually have sealing scrolls to store things when they go out, and Tsunade had one as well, but it mostly contained clothing and basic necessities. She knew Naruto could carry much more, so she’d entrusted him with the luggage before they set out.

Naruto grumbled as he set up the tent, feeling like a palace servant catering to the whims of a royal. And not just any royal, as Tsunade had declared that no man could ever catch her interest.

Well, she wasn’t wrong about that.

Who can be more impressive than her? She had taken a twenty-year break and returned, and people still recognized her as the princess of the Senju Clan. Some say woman’s debut was her peak, but in Tsunade’s case, she had never left the peak.

After traveling for about half a month, the temperature became colder as they got closer to the Land of Iron.

Fortunately, they found a small inn within the borders of the Land of Iron as a place to rest. With it, at least they didn't have to camp in the wild. Although camping wasn’t terrible, sharing a tent with Tsunade was pure torture for Naruto.

Tsunade probably didn't take a ‘little man’ like him seriously. After her bath, she casually threw on some clothes and returned to the tent to review more intelligence reports.

The information from Konoha had flowed nonstop, and Tsunade had been managing it all throughout their journey. And even after them being away for over half a month, Danzo hadn’t caused any waves.

The disappearance of the Kyubi had little impact on Konoha, thanks to Sunagakure’s alliance. Instead, Danzo’s series of self-destructive maneuvers had led to his own downfall.

Tsunade had been relentless in her crackdown on the Root, with her actions openly targeting Danzo. Naruto had also been keeping a close eye on him, waiting for the day when he couldn’t hold back any longer.

In the Land of Iron, at the inn…

Outside, snow blanketed the ground, and the wind howled through the cold night.

At Naruto’s insistence, they booked two separate rooms. Tsunade had no objections, so they each retired to their rooms for a while. As Naruto stepped out of his room, he saw Tsunade emerging from hers.

Tsunade, wearing a white bathrobe and holding a jug of sake in her right hand, glanced at him nonchalantly.

"Chat?" She asked.

"Okay." Naruto nodded.

The steam from the hot spring filled the air as Naruto plunged into the water with a loud splash, letting out a satisfied groan. The exhaustion from the journey seemed to melt away instantly at this moment.

Tsunade gathered her loose golden hair, frowning slightly as she pressed her lips together.

With a splash, she entered the water. It was a bit hot, but bearable.

Then, she recalled Naruto's speech from a few days ago and found it somewhat reasonable. Shinobi didn’t need to endure every discomfort just to prove their difference from ordinary people.

So, she let herself sink into the water, softly exhaling as a quiet moan escaped her throat. Her pale skin rippled as she moved, causing gentle waves in the pool.

The same hot spring, separated by a thin bamboo partition dividing the men’s and women’s sections.

With a splash from the other side, Naruto stiffened, startled by the sound coming from Tsunade’s side, ‘Damn, what the hell is that woman up to again?’

After taking a few deep breaths to calm down, he sat back down, leaning against the edge of the hot spring as he gazed at the mist swirling around him.

The inn was simple, and at this hour, there were no other guests. In fact, he and Tsunade were the only ones staying there. The innkeeper was a middle-aged man with a lame leg and didn’t talk much.

Outside the inn, the wind and snow were howling, which was completely different from the climate in Konoha. Though they had rented two rooms, but in fact, they were just two super large shared rooms.

Naruto lay in the bath, recalling the scenes when they checked-in in the inn.

The innkeeper’s voice had been low and weak, as though he might collapse at any moment, "All are mixed accommodation. There are four large rooms upstairs, and each can accommodate eight people. If you want two rooms, you have to pay the price of four."

The place was quite simple, and the prices were quite high. But fortunately, it was clean, so Naruto didn’t argue and paid for two rooms without hesitation.

There usually weren’t many visitors, and the hot spring was divided in half with just a bamboo partition. They had hastily slapped a sign on the doors: men on the left, women on the right. The water in the bath was clear, likely because there weren’t many customers.

In reality, it was all just one pool of hot spring. The bamboo partition was old, and through its gaps, Naruto could faintly see the steam rising on the other side. It wasn’t enough to see anything clearly, not that he had the courage to peek.

After Tsunade’s soft moan, there was no more movement and the hot spring suddenly became quiet.

Naruto finally relaxed, sinking into the water to enjoy his soak, but before he could fully settle in, Tsunade’s voice drifted through the bamboo barrier.

"What do you think of Danzo?" She asked calmly, and the sound of drinking could be vaguely heard.

"Disband the Root, preferably uproot it completely." Naruto replied, "Danzo is only harmful to the village and is completely hindering Konoha's progress."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Now’s not the time. We’ll have to wait a bit longer." Tsunade’s voice came through again. There was no emotional fluctuation, but it revealed a hint of weariness.

"I know, you don’t need to remind me of that. I’m not in a hurry. These things can’t be rushed." Naruto chuckled. He understood that Tsunade’s words were more of an explanation for his sake.

But what Tsunade didn’t know was that he had already found a way to counter the biggest threat from Danzo, Izanagi. Using Jashin’s Hymn, he could nullify its effects directly.

Danzo could fall at any moment now, and to Naruto, it didn’t matter when. He was like fish on a chopping board, ready to be cut whenever the time was right.