his confession
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"Regeneration ability?" The Third Hokage
Tsunade gave a nod and recounted the events of yesterday to her sensei.
They were both stunned by the revelations they heard.
Tsunade was impressed by his abilities. He had everything her grandpa had, except for Wood Release, her Sensei's mastery of all five elements, and the Uchiha's Sharingan, as well as his physical strength.
He was proficient in ninjutsu, taijutsu, genjutsu, and various combat techniques. And his chakra was comparable to a tailed beast?
Did that mean he could use S-rank jutsu without any restraint? Tsunade recalled how she fought him yesterday and realized that he didn't take her seriously. What if he had any intention of rebelling against Konoha?
That would be a disaster for the village. She guessed that only a few people could face him: the kage-level shinobi, the jinchuriki, or the Uzumaki clan with their strange sealing techniques.
Tsunade felt restless as she became aware of these facts. She didn't like Konoha's political struggles, but she was concerned for the village's peace. She had to help the old man figure it out.
"He has made it clear that he does not want to become Hokage, but nobody can guarantee what he will do in the future.
You can use this opportunity to work with him and try to uncover his plans." The Third Hokage seemed to guess her thoughts.
"What? You want me involved in politics? You know I hate these things." Tsunade said it unhappily.
The Third Hokage sighed: "Among the people who do this, only a few are suitable. Shikaku and others have clans to look after. It will make them suspicious."
"I won't do it." Tsunade refused.
"Come on, think about it." The Third Hokage urged her.
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"That's how it happened. I had a fight with her; she kicked me, and I wasn't injured.
But she insisted on healing me, and that led to a misunderstanding.
And last night I was training taijutsu with Might Dai, and I returned this morning. If you can't believe me, you can ask Dai." Fugaku confessed everything to prove his innocence.
"Why wouldn't I believe you? .. Besides… that… I mean… I didn't ask you; why did you explain yourself?" Mikoto embarrassed.
She felt uneasy and prepared herself mentally, but this morning, when she heard those rumors, her husband cleared everything up, and now she is happy.
"Of course I have to clear it up. I didn't do anything wrong. It would be bad if rumors made you misunderstand, don't you think?" he asks.
"Actually... actually... even if... it doesn't matter..."
Mikoto whispered in his ear, barely audible, but he was surprised. What did she mean by it?
"Huh? Mikoto, I don't understand... Can you?" He trailed off, unsure how to ask.
"Never mind if you don't understand I… I need some fresh air… I'm going to the garden…" Mikoto said, leaving him alone with her swollen belly.
She didn't understand why she said those words, and what they meant… He stood there, frozen.
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Fugaku pov
He was puzzled by her. Was she giving him permission to fool around with other women?
That made no sense! He had not been in this world for long, but he knew that the women here were very reserved, especially Mikoto.
She was now okay with him having another woman. He was shocked! Both men and women were possessive creatures, and this would never happen in his world.
Many men had affairs, but they would never let those women see each other. There would be a disaster if they did; that was common sense.
Also This was not the old time, when men had multiple wives. But what was Mikoto thinking now?
He chased after her, curious to learn more. Even though this news was appealing to a man, he still wanted to understand what was happening.
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In the garden. He felt silly about the whole ordeal and looked at her back.
"Actually, I don't know how to explain it either. I always feel like I can't satisfy you alone." Mikoto appeared to be aware of her husband's desire to ask and promptly provided the answer he sought.
"Why do you think so?" he asks.
"Initially, I didn't give it much thought, but since our wedding night, I've been preoccupied with this idea. And as time has passed, this idea has become more prominent."
Mikoto hesitated to proceed further, feeling a sense of embarrassment. She had mustered the courage to express her thoughts today.
He heard this and involuntarily embraced Mikoto. He took a deep breath, savoring her smell, and fell into contemplation.
Was it the influence of his heritage once again? The Mikoto he remembered shouldn't have entertained such thoughts, right? Or rather, women in the Naruto world shouldn't have these thoughts, right?
At this moment, his heart is in turmoil, as he thought. However, the side effects of his physics made him apprehensive about making promises to Mikoto.
He realized that since his return from the trip, his libido has been somewhat out of control.
when he fought with Tsunade. His attention kept being diverted by her breast. How should he get it under control?
At this moment, Akihiko appeared in front of them: "You called me? Sigh, I seem to have come at a bad time."
Seeing the two hug each other, Akihiko felt a bit awkward. Mikoto was also embarrassed and left his embrace.
"Forget it; you kids did it on purpose."
He took out a piece of paper and a pen and started writing. Soon, he handed over the paper to him.
"You take this, make a few hundred copies, and post them on the streets and alleys of Konoha. Give this order to all the Konoha police and execute immediately."
After examining the notice, Akihiko came to the realization that it described the situation of the day. However, the last line left him perplexed.
"It cannot be discussed anymore. Anyone who violates it will be fined 100 ryo."
"That's right, for ordinary villagers, 100 ryo is enough."
"But you wrote the last line too small, didn't you?"
"How can I make money if I don't write in a small size? Haha, I mean, this is punishment for those gossipers. Hurry up." He almost blurted out.
Akihiko left, holding the order, with a black line on his face.
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Time flew by, and two months passed in the blink of an eye.
On June 8th, in the 43rd year of Konoha, Tsunade looked at Uchiha Fugaku with an incredulous expression from a distance on the open ground near Hokage Rock.
He had learned it in just one day, something that took her years to master. Was it his natural talent or his Sharingan that gave him such an edge? She had no idea.
Tsunade sighed as she pondered. She had been reluctant at first, but she owed the old man too much. He had been like a father to her, and she saw the desperation in his eyes that day. She decided to help him out one last time.
"Thank you, Tsunade," Fugaku said with a rare smile. It was unusual because Fugaku had lately avoided making direct eye contact with Tsunade.
As Mikoto's due date approached, Fugaku found himself increasingly restless. He had been taking care of her, enduring the anticipation. Two months ago, he was content just to admire from afar, but now he finds himself battling a strong desire that is hard to ignore.
He realized that this restlessness was due to his unsatisfied libido, which was affecting his control over chakra. The only solution he found was to distance himself from women, as he had done for the past six months. This way, he hoped to regain his composure.
However, with Mikoto on the verge of giving birth, he couldn't possibly abandon her, even if he was struggling with his own issues.
As for Tsunade, he saw her as a fellow human being, not an object to be used. The idea of imposing himself on Tsunade while Mikoto was about to give birth was unthinkable to him—a behavior fit only for beasts.