Chapter 750: Tsunade: Old Man, Retire

After school, Kitazawa returned home.

"Back only now?"

Kurenai Yuhi, sitting on the sofa, asked with a puzzled look, "Did Itachi have meetings all day?"

"No, I went back to the Ninja Academy in the afternoon."

Kitazawa sat down beside her.

"So that's it."

A look of realization appeared on Kurenai Yuhi's face, and she asked again, "Did your students miss Itachi?"

"I originally intended to just take a look at them and come back, but they were too enthusiastic, so I just assigned them new training."

Kitazawa replied.

"That sounds like returning evil for good."

Kurenai Yuhi paused slightly and couldn't help but laugh.

"How can that be returning evil for good?"

Kitazawa raised his hand and patted her fair thigh.

But Kurenai Yuhi's words reminded him of news from his previous life, where a teacher bought a set of homework to reward the students.

"Alright, I'm going to cook; what do Itachi want to eat tonight?"

Kurenai Yuhi stood up, kicked him with her fair jade foot, and asked.

"Anything is fine."

Kitazawa sighed, "Having eaten out for two and a half months, coming home, I feel like everything tastes good."

"Home is indeed better."

Kurenai Yuhi stood up, pressed her pink, moist lips against Kitazawa's face, and then turned to go to the kitchen.

After dinner, Kitazawa took advantage of the time to return to his room and continue modifying his medical ninjutsu: Body Regeneration.

After this war ended, the Hidden Leaf Village had quite a few wounded who were missing arms or legs.

If Kitazawa could heal them in time with the medical ninjutsu for limb regeneration.

Then his reputation and the influence of this S-rank medical ninjutsu would expand.

At that time, his system task reward might be even more generous.

The night grew deep.

Kitazawa suddenly heard light footsteps.

A moment later, he felt a soft touch on his back.

"Kitazawa."

Kurenai Yuhi lay on him and said, "I've drawn hot water for Itachi."

Kitazawa turned his head and saw her infatuated look.

He couldn't help but smile and asked, "Wash together?"

"I'll wait for Itachi."

Kurenai Yuhi's face turned slightly red, and she said reservedly.

"At this point, is it still useful for Itachi to say such things?"

Kitazawa stood up and picked up her fragrant, soft body.

Kurenai Yuhi let out a cry of surprise, but didn't struggle or refuse.

The two of them came to the bathroom.

Kitazawa entered the bathtub.

Hot water surged from all sides, making him exhale.

Kurenai Yuhi lifted her leg and also walked into the bathtub.

Before she could sit still, she saw Kitazawa squeezing into her arms.

Kurenai Yuhi felt his face pressing against her chest.

She bit her lip, her body wanting to relax, but she couldn't.

Kitazawa raised his hand and patted her buttocks.

Although his mouth was blocked and he couldn't speak, Kurenai Yuhi still understood what he wanted to express.

She subconsciously straightened up and shifted her body.

Kitazawa wrapped his arms around her waist.

He raised his head and looked at Kurenai Yuhi.

Her eyes were half-closed, her face flushed, looking indescribably sexy and charming.

The first bath after returning home lasted two hours; in the end, Kurenai Yuhi fell asleep from dizziness from soaking.

A new day.

Kitazawa got up relatively early.

Because today he had to assist Tsunade with her work.

Kitazawa glanced at Kurenai Yuhi, who was full of fatigue.

He couldn't help but sigh that the Senju clan's bloodline was too powerful.

Recovery power and the like were far beyond ordinary ninjas.

Kitazawa got out of bed and changed his clothes.

Although he got up relatively early, it didn't mean Tsunade could be punctual.

After breakfast, Kitazawa studied his medical ninjutsu for limb regeneration again.

Nine in the morning.

A knock on the door sounded.

"Finally here?"

Kitazawa stood up and came to the door.

Opening the door, outside were Tsunade and Shizune.

"Let's go."

Tsunade waved her hand and walked toward the Hokage Building.

Hiruzen Sarutobi had specifically arranged an office for her.

When the three of them arrived, there were already people waiting in the office.

They were Shikaku Nara and Suzaku Nara.

Two Jonin from the Nara clan were enough to show Hiruzen Sarutobi's importance.

Suzaku Nara didn't have many scenes in the original work.

He only showed his face during the Fourth Shinobi World War.

"Lady Tsunade."

Shikaku Nara and Suzaku Nara stood up and bowed.

"Hmm."

Tsunade sat in the main seat without ceremony and asked, "What's the arrangement?"

"Lady Tsunade."

Shikaku Nara immediately explained his arrangement, or rather, his plan.

There were a total of four thousand ninjas who participated in this war.

He divided these four thousand ninjas into three types of meritorious people.

The first type was ninjas who only completed their missions; their merit was the least, and they didn't need to be given too many extra rewards.

And the second type was ninjas who performed excellently on the basis of the first type; they had exceeded their mission requirements.

As for the third type, they were the very few ninjas with huge merit, such as Tsunade and Kitazawa.

Shikaku Nara's plan was to issue the rewards for the first two types of ninjas first.

The third type of ninja would be rewarded last.

Because they involved too much merit, what should be given had to be discussed multiple times and approved by Hiruzen Sarutobi.

"Very good."

Tsunade smiled after listening and said, "Shikaku, Itachi really make people feel very at ease."

"It's what I should do."

Shikaku Nara replied.

"Then let's start the division of labor."

Tsunade sat up, rarely becoming serious.

After all, finishing early meant being liberated early.

Shikaku Nara took out the ninja profiles that had already been sorted and gave them to Tsunade, Kitazawa, and Shizune.

Kitazawa flipped through the profiles casually.

What was recorded on them was the number of missions the ninja had completed in this war and the content of the missions.

What Kitazawa had to do was evaluate the ninja's performance based on this profile.

He was making a preliminary estimate; the final power was in Tsunade's hands.