The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 97 Bedroom... Whispers

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Around midnight in Konoha, Uchiha Mitsunori stood in the woods, his Mangekyou Sharingan glowing faintly in the darkness.

He formed a hand seal and whispered, "Shadow Clone Technique."

A shadow clone leaped towards the outer gate of the Hokage's residence, deliberately alerting the patrolling Anbu.

Just as he expected, the two secret agents immediately gave chase.

Uchiha Mitsunori's lips curled slightly, his true form transforming into a black shadow, moving swiftly along the shadows, arriving at the back window of Tsunade's residence in a few leaps.

The window wasn't locked—it was an unspoken understanding between them.

Uchiha Mitsunaga glided into the room as lightly as a falling leaf, without making a sound.

You're late.

Tsunade's voice came from deep within the bedroom, carrying a hint of lazy reproach.

Uchiha Mitsunori took off his ninja boots and walked down the soft carpeted corridor.

Moonlight filtered through the gauze curtains, casting a silvery-blue glow over the room.

Tsunade leaned against the headboard, her long golden hair cascading over the white pillowcase, wearing only a thin bathrobe.

Uchiha Mitsunori deliberately used a formal address, but a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes: "Sorry, Hokage-sama. Some of the ANBU were particularly diligent, so I had to take a longer route. Perhaps I should learn the Flying Thunder God Technique; that would make it easier for me to get here!"

Tsunade snorted and patted the bed next to her: "Alright, I'll get you the Flying Thunder God Technique scroll tomorrow. I hope you can learn it!!!"

Uchiha Mitsunori walked over, but did not sit down immediately. Instead, he stood by the bed and gently stroked her cheek.

"I'll definitely learn the Flying Thunder God Technique for you, don't worry!"

Tsunade looked up at him, her eyes reflecting the moonlight. "You were too aggressive at the meeting today. Nara Shikaku came and talked to me for two whole hours."

Uchiha Mitsumine's fingers didn't stop, tracing down her shoulder: "But what I'm saying is true, isn't it? The Daimyo are indeed using us."

Tsunade grabbed his restless hand, but couldn't really stop him: "The truth doesn't have to be said publicly. Konoha needs stability now, not internal strife."

Uchiha Mitsuhide finally sat down and pulled Tsunade into his arms.

He inhaled the faint fragrance in her hair and whispered, "Stability is just an illusion before the storm. The daimyo has already recruited more than 5000 ninjas, and sooner or later he will cause some trouble."

Tsunade's body visibly stiffened for a moment: "Then do you have a plan? You cunning Uchiha!"

Uchiha Mitsunori's hand slipped inside her nightgown, feeling the smooth skin of her back: "In this world, individual strength still reigns supreme!"

Tsunade broke free from his embrace, got up, and walked to the window. The moonlight outlined her graceful figure. "What are you trying to say? Or are you saying you want to take action against the Daimyo?"

Uchiha Mitsumine also stood up and hugged her from behind: "Not in the short term. The daimyo recruiting more than 5000 people is just the beginning. To reach a scale that can rival the five great ninja villages, it will take at least 5 more years."

He felt Tsunade trembling slightly in his arms, unsure whether it was from the cool night or from the news.

Uchiha Mitsunori tightened his arms and whispered in her ear, "We have at least five years to prepare, enough time to make Konoha stronger and to implement some... necessary reforms."

Tsunade turned to face him, her expression unusually serious in the moonlight: "What kind of reform do you mean? Completely breaking away from the Daimyo system? What will happen to Konoha's economy then?"

Uchiha Mitsunori did not answer immediately, but instead leaned down and kissed her lips.

The kiss started lightly, then became deep and passionate.

When he finally let go of her, both of them were breathing erratically.

Uchiha Mitsunori's voice, aroused by lust, said: "We can establish a new economic system. Konoha has the best medical ninjas and the best ninjas. We don't need to rely entirely on the Daimyo's funding."

Tsunade's fingers twirled around his black hair as she said thoughtfully, "You're proposing an economic revolution, not just a simple reform."

Uchiha Mitsunori lifted her chin and pulled her into his arms: "Call it whatever you want. The important thing is that we must start taking action, instead of waiting for the Daimyo to make the first move."

Tsunade frowned and grabbed his restless hands: "What about your radical plan if I don't agree?"

Uchiha Mitsunori grabbed her wrist and whispered in her ear, "Then I will continue to oppose you in the meeting, and I will persuade you at night, just like now."

Tsunade's smile was somewhat alluring, captivating Mitsunori.

Uchiha Mitsunori kissed her lips... still whispering, "In public... I'm your opponent... in private... I'll always support you..."

Tsunade grabbed his collar, feigning a domineering demeanor, and replied, "Cunning... Uchiha..."

Afterwards, Uchiha Mitsunori leaned against the headboard, with Tsunade resting her head on his chest.

Only the sound of their breathing remained in the room, along with the occasional chirping of insects outside the window.

Tsunade said softly, "Five years... Are you sure we... have that much time?"

Uchiha Mitsumine toyed with a strand of her blonde hair: "The Daimyo needs time... to integrate those ragtag ninjas... and... we can plant a few people in there."

Tsunade looked up abruptly: "You sent Uchiha people... to infiltrate the Daimyo's residence?"

Uchiha Mitsunori smiled mysteriously: "It's not just the Uchiha... there are also some outcasts from other clans... who volunteered to serve Konoha."

Tsunade sat up, her bathrobe hanging loosely over her shoulders: "You made all these arrangements behind my back?"

Uchiha Mitsunori sat up and reached out to smooth Tsunade's furrowed brow: "Some things are better known by as few people as possible, even the Hokage is no exception."

The moonlight shifted to the other side of the bed, casting shadows over Tsunade's face, obscuring her expression.

After a long silence, she sighed and lay back down: "Starting tomorrow, I will gradually adjust the village's economic structure. But in public, you must act as if you are forced to compromise."

Uchiha Mitsunori sighed and lay back down beside her. "Yes, Hokage. Should we try another one now...?"

Tsunade grasped his hand, a smile she couldn't hide on her lips: "You little pervert...you really are...a greedy bastard."

Outside the window, a dark cloud obscured the moon.

In Tsunade's room, the ambiguous atmosphere is escalating.

"Ding, the host and his Daoist partner Tsunade have completed one dual cultivation session. Advanced Thousand Hands Sage Body Experience +100, Chakra Limit +5, Yang Attribute +0.01%"

Hearing the system notification, Uchiha Mitsunori was filled with renewed energy.

He kissed Tsunade's earlobe, whispering seductively, "Tsunade... you smell so good... I want more..."

Tsunade, seemingly unwilling to back down, said in a stern tone, "You wicked... lecherous... Uchiha brat... please call me Hokage-sama..."

Uchiha Mitsumine feigned surrender: "Yes, sir... my dear Hokage... may we begin...?"

......

"Ding, host and Daoist partner: Tsunade are engaging in dual cultivation..."

"Ding, host and Daoist partner: Tsunade are engaging in dual cultivation..."

Inside the room, the two figures' shadows shifted constantly... and then... strange cat-like meows rang out...

Tonight... is destined to be a sleepless night...