Chapter 73: Finally in Hand
At this point, a cat could be doing handstands and a dog breakdancing, and it still wouldn't change anything between them.
Kawakaze was effectively useless, so Tsunade and he retreated to their respective rooms. Both had already washed up. Tsunade, dressed in a loose-fitting robe, walked about with her delicate skin faintly visible. She seemed mentally prepared, and in the moment she was struck by the memory of Hanzō's Explosive Tag, Kawakaze's figure surfaced in her mind.
Tsunade sat by the bed, watching as Kawakaze slowly approached. His toned upper body was bare, and he wore only a pair of loose underpants. Her face flushed with shyness, two bright blushes coloring her cheeks. In Kawakaze's eyes, Tsunade appeared even more enchanting in that moment.
"Tsunade, you look so beautiful today," Kawakaze said, breaking the silence as he sat beside her. He refrained from being too forward, cautious of the possibility of rejection.
"I wasn't pretty before?" Tsunade asked, her tone carrying the subtle logic unique to women. Kawakaze didn't fall for the trap.
"You were always beautiful, but tonight, you're especially radiant." With that, he placed his hand gently on her shoulder, feeling the subtle tremor in her body.
"Are you thirsty? I'll get you a glass of water," Tsunade offered, attempting to deflect.
"I'm not thirsty; having you is enough," Kawakaze replied firmly, steadying her. With both hands, he turned her to face him, closing the distance between them. He leaned in, their lips meeting softly.
Kawakaze felt the warmth and softness of her lips as he held her gently, bringing her closer to him. He savored the sweetness of her kiss. Unaware of how it happened, the two fell onto the bed. When their lips parted, Tsunade's eyes were filled with affection, her brows soft with love.
"Kawakaze, I love you," she whispered.
"I love you too," he murmured, his voice tender, his gaze hazy with emotion. To have her in his life was enough.