Chapter 108: Has Tsunade’s Hemophobia Been Cured?

Aizen said calmly, "On the battlefield, no one will willingly put their face up against your fist."

Tsunade sneered, "Are you even a man? You can’t even beat a woman."

Aizen retorted sarcastically, "Aren’t you one of the Legendary Sannin? You can’t even beat an unknown junior."

"Fine, I’ll make you dodge then."

Taking advantage of Aizen’s evasions, Tsunade repeatedly leaped back, putting some distance between them.

Biting her finger, Tsunade drew a blood mark across her palm.

Aizen was stunned. Wasn’t Tsunade supposed to have hemophobia? When did she get cured?

Just as Tsunade was about to perform the Summoning Jutsu, Aizen suddenly appeared right in front of her.

"So fast... when did he..." Tsunade gasped, abandoning the hand seals, and unexpectedly threw a punch toward Aizen’s eyes.

Ever since they met, Aizen’s eyes had been lecherously glued to her chest, something Tsunade was all too aware of.

She decided to teach those perverted eyes a lesson first.

She threw her left hand, but Aizen was quicker. Her fist landed right into his palm, which firmly caught it.

Not satisfied, Tsunade clenched her right hand into a fist and swung again.

But once again, Aizen caught it in his hand.

With both hands crossed, Aizen grabbed hold of Tsunade’s hands, twisting her slightly in place. Now, although he still had a grip on her hands, their positions had changed. Tsunade’s hands were crossed, and Aizen was now holding her from behind.

“Tsunade, now that I have both your hands, what else do you have up your sleeve?”

Aizen couldn’t help but feel the soft smoothness of her hands, and their bodies pressed closer together as his chest met her back. A nostalgic smile appeared on his face.

From the start of the fight, Tsunade, one of the legendary Sannin, had been completely outmatched by this young upstart, Aizen. Furious and losing her composure, she no longer cared about anything except giving him a good beating to vent her frustration.

She quickly raised her right leg, planning to unleash her signature kick, but for someone like Aizen, who had advanced observational abilities, Tsunade’s intentions were no secret.

Just as she lifted her leg, Aizen trapped it between his legs, and both of them tumbled to the ground, their bodies entangled.

Tsunade tried to struggle, but Aizen pressed down on her even tighter. He locked his left leg between hers and squeezed, making it impossible for her to break free.

Eventually, after exhausting all her energy, Tsunade had no choice but to accept defeat.

As evening fell, Aizen held Tsunade’s hand, leading her to the inn where she was staying.

Along the way, they attracted plenty of curious stares from passersby.

Given that Tsunade appeared to be in her twenties, the two didn’t seem like an odd pair, avoiding the appearance of an older woman with a younger man.

In fact, they looked more like a couple with a slight age gap.

Still, this was enough to make Tsunade feel incredibly embarrassed. Her cheeks were flushed, and even her neck turned a shade of pink.

Finally, as they reached the inn’s staircase, where there were no onlookers, Tsunade spoke up, "Let me make this clear first. Don’t be fooled by how young I look—I’m actually 51 years old. I’m more than 30 years older than you, kid. If you regret this now, there’s still time to back out."

"What’s there to regret? When you marry a chicken, you follow the chicken; when you marry a dog, you follow the dog. But you’ve reminded me of something—here, this is for you." Aizen reached into his waistband, pretending to search for something, and pulled out a pure gold ring that he had taken from his system’s inventory.

"Gold?" Tsunade’s eyes lit up, turning into those of a money-hungry woman. She had been worried about her financial situation due to her gambling debts. A gold ring this large should be worth a lot.

Aizen sighed inwardly and slapped Tsunade’s firm butt with a ‘smack.’

"What are you doing?" Tsunade exclaimed.

"I was just bringing you back to your senses from your greedy thoughts," Aizen said, raising an eyebrow. "Were you just thinking about selling it to pay off your gambling debts?"

"Wh-what are you talking about?" Tsunade’s face turned red, and she awkwardly averted her gaze, playing with her hair.

"I knew it." Aizen sighed again, grabbing her left hand and slipping the ring onto her ring finger. "Do you know what kind of ring this is?"

"It’s just a wedding ring exchanged between a man and a woman when they get married, right?" Tsunade said, raising her delicate hand and inspecting the gold ring, her rare pride showing.

"It’s not that simple," Aizen said seriously. After ensuring no one was eavesdropping, he continued, "This is pure gold, a metal that can keep you from aging."

"Are you serious?" Tsunade’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Staying youthful was something countless women desired, and Tsunade was no exception.

If this ring really had such an effect, she wouldn’t sell it, even if it meant parting with her grandfather’s First Hokage necklace.

"Let me put it this way. When I discovered this metal on a remote island, someone had already tested it. She wore the ring and lived for 200 years, still retaining her youthful appearance."

Aizen hid the fact that the gold had healing properties.

He worried that if Tsunade became Hokage and got carried away by the Will of Fire, she might give the ring away to heal someone.

"Two hundred years?" Tsunade swallowed hard.

"So, are you still thinking of using it to pay off gambling debts?" Aizen asked with a smile.

"Of course not! Only an idiot would think of that," Tsunade said, staring at the ring like it was the most precious thing in the world. She even rubbed it against her cheek. Then, turning her attention back to Aizen, she asked, "By the way, you must have more of these rings, right?"

"I have a few more," Aizen said, lying with a straight face. In reality, he had over a hundred of them.

"Well, put one on too!" Tsunade urged.

She didn’t want her young man to turn into a greasy middle-aged guy in a few decades.

Aizen sighed, "Come on, I’m only 17. I’m still growing. Men don’t stop maturing until about 22. I wouldn’t even consider wearing one for another two or three years."

"Seventeen?" Tsunade gasped, her eyes widening with shock as she looked at Aizen with guilt.

Seventeen? That meant four years ago, this kid was only 13. This, this...

Aizen grinned. "Don’t worry about it. With this ring, what’s a 30-year age difference in a few hundred years? Speaking of which, I did some research on you. You had hemophobia, right? How come you were able to perform the Summoning Jutsu so easily today?"

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