"You want me to wear these clothes?"
Tsunade looked at the outfit in Samui's hands, her expression darkening slightly.
Samui simply replied, "This is what a Hokage's assistant is supposed to wear."
The outfit wasn't particularly strange—it was similar to what Samui herself was wearing: a black professional suit, a round-neck blouse, a fitted pencil skirt, black stockings, and high heels.
Tsunade couldn't help but curse under her breath, "What kind of bullshit rule is this?"
Clearly, this was just another one of that bastard Hyuga Makoto's perverted preferences!
Samui said, "The blouse is about my size, so it should fit you too. Everything is brand new."
Hearing this, Tsunade glanced at Samui's chest, silently wondering how this young woman had developed so well.
She then lowered her gaze to her own.
Samui gestured toward a paper bag nearby. "I've prepared three sets in total for you to rotate and use as needed."
Tsunade furrowed her brows as she stared at the outfit in Samui's hands.
The thought of herself wearing it, combined with the inevitable lecherous gaze from Hyuga Makoto, sent a shiver of disgust down her spine.
Samui then began explaining the tasks Tsunade would be responsible for as the Hokage's assistant.
Although the title was "assistant," there weren't many actual administrative duties involved.
Instead, most of the work consisted of serving tea, tidying up the office, and even giving the Hokage shoulder massages and back rubs.
Tsunade found this unacceptable and questioned, "Are these really the responsibilities of a Hokage's assistant?"
Samui explained, "Your role is to serve as Lord Hokage personal assistant, while I, as the secretary, handle official duties. Your working hours are quite short, so I hope you can adjust quickly."
Tsunade: "..."
Carrying a pile of shopping bags, she returned home.
The moment she opened the door, Shizune saw the bags in her hands and was overjoyed.
"Lady Tsunade! Did Lord Hokage lend you the money?!"
As she reached out to take the bags, she opened one—only to find it filled with black stockings.
Watching Tsunade silently collapse onto the couch, Shizune curiously checked the rest of the bags.
"Lady Tsunade, these are…?"
"Clothes," Tsunade replied flatly.
Shizune, of course, knew these were clothes, but she also remembered that Tsunade never wore this kind of outfit—nor did she herself.
"What kind of clothes are these…? What happened when you went to see Lord Hokage?"
Tsunade buried her face into a cushion and let out a heavy sigh before replying, "Don't worry… the debt problem is solved."
That should have been something to be happy about, yet Tsunade showed no sign of joy.
Feeling concerned, Shizune hesitated before asking, "Lady Tsunade, are you alright?"
"…I'm fine. I just found myself a very well-paying short-term job."
A very well-paying short-term job… and those clothes…
Shizune stood frozen for a moment, her thoughts spinning wildly, piecing together fragments and jumping to conclusions.
She quickly stepped closer and asked anxiously, "Lady Tsunade, you didn't… take on that kind of work, did you?"
An S-rank mission only paid a little over a million ryo—what kind of job could make tens of millions in such a short time?
The only possibility Shizune could think of was selling herself to wealthy elites.
There were plenty of rich and powerful people in the world, and not only was Tsunade stunningly beautiful with an incredible figure, but she also carried prestigious titles like being one of the Three Legendary Sannin and the granddaughter of the First Hokage.
It wasn't impossible that some noble or tycoon would pay an astronomical sum just for a single night with her.
Tsunade looked up in confusion. "That kind of work…?"
Then, as realization dawned, she shot Shizune an angry glare, feeling both furious and embarrassed.
"What the hell are you imagining?! Are you asking for a beating?!"
Shizune shrank back, but at least she felt relieved.
Thinking about it, there was no way Lady Tsunade would ever do something as lowly as selling her body for money.
What Shizune didn't know was that part of the reason Tsunade had agreed to this… was because of her.
Shizune asked again, "Then what kind of job is it?"
"…Hokage's assistant," Tsunade replied in a muffled voice.
Hokage's assistant…? How could that possibly be so lucrative?
Shizune couldn't understand it for a moment and hesitantly asked, "You mean you'll be assisting Lord Hokage?"
"Mm…"
She followed up, "Does being the Hokage's assistant really pay that well?"
Tsunade, feeling irritated, snapped, "Why are you asking so many questions? I said it pays well, so it pays well!"
Shizune pursed her lips and turned away, leaving the room.
Tsunade lay alone on the couch, her thoughts still unsettled.
Shizune had just assumed she was selling herself for money, but was what she was doing now really that different?
The only difference was that it hadn't gone that far… yet.
And the worst part—there were always plenty of ninja around the Hokage's office every day.
If anyone saw her working as the Hokage's assistant like that…
Just thinking about it made Tsunade feel utterly embarrassed.
This restless frustration lasted until the evening.
Tsunade had trouble falling asleep and only managed to drift off after drinking some alcohol.
The next day.
Tsunade was woken up by Shizune.
She lazily lay in bed while the sun was already high in the sky outside the window.
"Lady Tsunade, aren't you supposed to go to work?"
"…What time is it?"
"A little past nine."
Nine o'clock…
Tsunade suddenly sat up in bed, but the movement was too abrupt, making her feel dizzy and lightheaded.
Damn it—she was late!
Yesterday, Samui had told her that work started at 8:30.
Tsunade glanced at the clock beside her and saw that it was almost 9:30.
She reached up to pat her forehead and let out a heavy sigh.
"Lady Tsunade?"
"…Is there still breakfast left?"
"Yes."
Tsunade figured that since she was already late, there was no point in rushing.
After getting up, she took a shower in the bathroom, then had breakfast, and only left the house past ten.
Before leaving, she noticed the neatly folded business outfit on the sofa—Shizune had prepared it for her, thinking she would wear it today.
But Tsunade felt a strong resistance toward it.
After some hesitation, she decided not to change and instead wore her usual attire before heading to the Hokage's office.
Inside the Hokage's office, the Hokage was discussing something with Kakashi.
Tsunade walked in but didn't interrupt.
She leaned against the wall near the doorway and observed Kakashi.
In the village, Kakashi's reputation had been growing rapidly, and in the entire ninja world as well.
Alongside Hyuga Hakumen, he was considered one of the Hokage's right-hand men.
News of Hakumen defeating the Yellow Flash at such a young age had already spread.
Tsunade sometimes found it unbelievable—how had these younger ninja all become so powerful?
Once the conversation ended, Kakashi bowed and left.
When he passed by the doorway, he gave Tsunade a small respectful nod in greeting.
Now, only Makoto, Samui, and Tsunade remained in the Hokage's office.
Makoto glanced at Tsunade before lowering his head again to continue reviewing documents.
"Do you know what time it is?"
Tsunade knew she was in the wrong and felt a little guilty, but she forced herself to remain composed and said, "Uh… sorry, I overslept today."
Makoto turned to Samui and asked, "Did you tell her everything she needed to know?"
Samui replied, "Yes, I did."
"Including the dress code for work?"
"Lady Tsunade took three sets of work attire home yesterday."
Makoto then looked at Tsunade again, his expression seeming to wait for an explanation.
Tsunade averted her gaze and muttered, "I don't really like those clothes… and I'm not used to wearing them… so I didn't wear them."
Makoto remained expressionless, showing no sign of anger.
Instead, he said calmly, "You can go home."
Tsunade froze for a moment, a bad feeling creeping into her heart.
"Wha… what do you mean?"
Without looking up, Makoto replied, "Since you don't like this job, I won't force you."
Tsunade's heart sank, and she quickly asked, "What about the fifty million…?"
Seeing that she still brought up the money, Makoto finally put down his pen, a mocking expression appearing on his face.
"What, do you want me to kneel before you, present the fifty million with both hands, and beg you to accept it?"
Tsunade instantly understood his meaning, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
Makoto said, "You can leave now."
Tsunade's mind raced.
She wanted to turn around and walk away immediately, but she also knew exactly what the consequences of that would be.
In the end, she chose to lower her head and compromise.
Softening her tone, she said, "I… I really didn't mean to today… I'm sorry, Lord Hokage. Please give me another chance."
She knew that she had been the one acting willfully first—she had indeed agreed to this yesterday.
But Tsunade had always been straightforward.
If something went against her will too much, she would sometimes impulsively refuse to do it, no matter what she had previously agreed upon.
At this moment, however, Makoto turned to Samui and said, "Samui, Kogoro and his men haven't left yet, have they?"
Samui responded, "You just finished meeting them; they're still in the village."
"Go tell them that I won't interfere with the debt collection anymore. After all, repaying a debt is only natural."
"Yes."
Tsunade immediately panicked.
From the conversation between Hokage and Samui, she understood that he really had gotten her creditors to extend the deadline.
She hurriedly stepped in front of Samui, blocking her path, then turned to the Hokage, lowering her voice humbly.
"I'm sorry, Lord Hokage. I truly realize my mistake. It won't happen again. Please, give me another chance."
Makoto suddenly let out a light chuckle.
He shifted into a more comfortable posture, tossing the pen in his hand onto the desk.
"Tsunade, you are one of the legendary Sannin, a master of medical ninjutsu, respected wherever you go. The First and Second Hokage were your grandfather and granduncle. You could speak to the Third and Fourth Hokage without any formality, and they wouldn't blame you."
"But now, look at me. Compared to the previous four Hokage, who do I resemble? Do you think you can treat me the same way you treated them?"
Tsunade was left speechless.
She understood the meaning behind his words—he was telling her to recognize her position.
No matter how high her status was, the man before her was the Hokage of the village, her direct superior.
The previous Hokage had been her family, her teacher, her close friends.
She could act however she pleased with them because their relationship was intimate.
But the current Hokage? He was just that—her Hokage.
Calling him "Lord Hokage" wasn't wrong.
Bowing and greeting him properly was only appropriate.
Tsunade gradually came to her senses, looking at the man before her.
If she calculated it, she was more than twenty years older than him.
Yet this man, so absurdly young, now stood at the pinnacle of Konoha, toying with countless people in the palm of his hand.
Slowly, she lowered her head and spoke.
"I'm sorry, Lord Hokage… I understand my mistake. Please give me a chance to make amends."
But the man standing in front of her only let out a cold laugh and said,
"Do you not know what kind of attitude and posture one should have when apologizing?"
For a brief moment, Tsunade's mind went blank.
The posture for apologizing…
Was he telling her to kneel?
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