Naruto: Systematic Shinobi Chapter 311: A Day In The Life Of A Hokage -21

Should he choose a Jinchuuriki from the future, Sasuke would be the first candidate.

He had recently increased his muscle mass significantly, yet he still wasn't the most physically robust or the strongest individual. His cultivation had long focused on speed and technique.

Son Goku, a being of pure physical might, would be a fitting choice for Sasuke to embrace. Son Goku also possessed a cheerful and laid-back disposition, especially when not subjected to individuals like Roshi who disrespected his name.

He would undoubtedly help Sasuke overcome his rigid demeanor.

...It might be intriguing to witness Tsunade wield Saiken. However, those thoughts could wait for later.

"That would hinge on the bijuu themselves; I doubt they would seek another vessel for a considerable time after I liberate them," Daiki said with a shrug. "Still, beyond just the power enhancement, becoming a sage offers numerous advantages. Actively employing senjutsu retards the aging process. The Toad Sage has lived for over a millennium, and Ma and Pa are at least several centuries old. Haven't you ever pondered why Jiraiya appears to be no older than his late twenties?"

Indeed. The man's appearance remained unchanged from photographs taken decades prior. Daiki had even witnessed his youthful appearance from his twenties while training the rain orphans. Apart from having longer, thicker hair and a slightly more developed physique, Jiraiya had aged minimally.

Tsunade froze.

"...I hadn't actually considered it," she admitted slowly. "I attempted to keep him and others out of my mind as much as possible, and when I did encounter him occasionally, I was typically too engrossed in getting intoxicated and trying to make him leave to give it much thought."

The blonde woman raised an eyebrow at him. "Seriously?"

"Your own grandfather hardly seemed older than twenty right up until his demise," Daiki stated flatly.

Once more, there were actual photographs of the man taken mere weeks before his passing. He died at the age of forty-two.

She grimaced. "I suppose that's true," she conceded, then frowned at him. "Why do you wish for me to learn Senjutsu? What is your personal gain from this?"

"Well, aside from one of my kunoichi becoming even more formidable?" Daiki retorted.

"Yes, besides that," Tsunade scoffed. "And one of your kunoichi, you say? You're quite the possessive one, aren't you?"

"Coming from the woman who spent a night in my bed, squealing my name and begging for more," Daiki shot back with a snort. "The same woman who, if I recall correctly, called me 'daddy' more than once that night."

Fortunately, he had remembered to dispatch his anbu to guard the door and had employed a silencing seal. Otherwise, Tsunade would have likely struck him.

Instead, her cheeks merely flushed crimson. "Don't let it go to your head; that was simply because I was experiencing such euphoria and heightened sensitivity after being de-aged by thirty years," Tsunade huffed.

"That doesn't alter what transpired~" Daiki sang tauntingly.

"Keh...!" Her cheeks burned even brighter. "You're fortunate you're the Hokage, or you'd be feeling my fist in your face, you perverted brat."

Despite himself, Daiki grinned and stood up, turning towards her. Instinctively, Tsunade also rose. Despite her formidable power and status as an S-rank, kage-level kunoichi, who appeared as a goddess to ordinary individuals.

She barely reached his collarbone. "Have you grown taller since the last time we met?" she swallowed, stepping back from him. "It was only a few weeks ago..."

"I'm a growing boy," Daiki's grin widened as he took a step towards her. He was amused as she retreated, her back pressing against the wall. Much like he had done with Sakura, he placed his hand on the wall, caging her. He reveled in her obvious heavy swallow and the intensifying blush on her cheeks.

Spoiler

Like master, like student. Even if Sakura wasn't her disciple in this reality, he found great pleasure in such actions.

Once more, for all her true age and experience, the only man Tsunade had ever been with prior to him was that other peace-advocating hippie, Dan.

She possessed less experience than him, despite the age disparity.

"You must have grown at least three or four inches since our last encounter," she observed, looking up into his eyes. "Growth doesn't occur that rapidly under normal circumstances."

True. However, influenced by the energies of the Gelel Stone, Isobu's chakra, and his yang conversion seal, his physique had undergone further enhancement. He was growing more potent with each passing day.

He stood at five feet eight inches when he met her, upon his return from meeting Mei in Kiri and finalizing their alliance. He had since surpassed six feet.

By the measurement of his Shinkugan, Tsunade was merely five feet four inches.

He didn’t bother explaining, his eyes Roving down her neck, to the abundant cleavage straining the grey sleeveless top she wore. The boy Hokage teased, "You should think about changing your outfit; that doesn’t really suit a twenty-one-year-old."

"Oh, har-har," she rolled her eyes, one hand coming up to rest on his chest, as if to push him away, but then left it there and didn't follow through. "So again, why do you want me to learn Senjutsu? Why are you pushing for it?"

He reached up with his other hand, and she tensed as he placed it on her neck, trailing a finger up it slowly. She shivered and opened her mouth to speak again, but he cut her off. "I’ve got a seal, I call it the Heavenly Seal," he said. "It’s derived from Orochimaru’s useless Cursed Seal, though far better. When in use, it passively brings in natural energy, and it’ll make Senjutsu far easier to use and control, making training far safer as well."

Tsunade let out a shuddering breath, giving him a dry look. "Yeah, and?" she replied. "What’s that got to do with me? Why does that make you want me to learn it, brat?"

"Variable data," Daiki shrugged. "Mitarashi Anko has it, and I plan on getting her to learn Snake Senjutsu. I’ll be giving it to Jiraiya to use with his Toad Senjutsu. And if you have it and learn Slug Senjutsu, I’ll have a third variable of data on how the seal interacts with different styles of senjutsu, giving me more knowledge for when I bestow it upon others."

His hand drifted from her neck to her chin. "Besides, even without using it for senjutsu, just activating it gives the user access to the sage transformation," Daiki told her. "And it’ll not only increase the potency of your chakra and jutsu, but it’ll also increase your physical abilities near twice over."

She gave him a disbelieving look. "And you’re saying you can just apply that without any adverse effects?" Tsunade’s brows rose. "I’m not the biggest seal buff out there, and I had no interest in Orochimaru’s perverse experiments. But even I know the high fatality rate of the Cursed Seal."

"That’s because your former teammate was a complete hack at using seals, and he forced a fragment of his soul inside each one," Daiki refuted. "Because of that, the host body tried to reject it, and if it wasn’t strong enough, the body would die in the process. I’m not an untalented buffoon like him when it comes to seals, though. And my seal is far superior to his."

God, even remembering how crappily designed the Cursed Seal was made him want to roll his eyes.

The blonde Senju was completely silent for a moment, digesting his words.

"You know, seeing a meathead like you talk about variable data kind of throws me off," Tsunade snorted after a moment. "Fine. I suppose I do need something to do now that I’m back in the village. I was thinking of taking a new student or two if anyone impressed me, but they’ll be a while before they’re any fun. So how do we do this then?"

"Like this." Daiki laughed, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her around. She didn’t react beyond scoffing as he whirled her around in front of him, then slouched over her, arms draping over her shoulders, and lowered his face to her neck.

He’d obtained a little of what he needed from Jugo to make a few Heavenly Seals, enough to tide him over until he wanted to go into mass production.

Tsunade shivered. "Jiraiya will make a real racket if you try this with him," she pointed out sarcastically.

"I’ll fine-tune it by then; I only got what I needed for this earlier today," Daiki murmured into her neck. "Ready? It’ll probably feel a little weird, but it won’t hurt or anything," he assured her.

"It better not, you-" Tsunade’s words were cut off with a gasp as he yanked her top open, her huge breasts bouncing free and into his waiting palms. "You braaaaat-" she tried to growl, only to gasp again and moan as he bit down on her neck and injected his chakra into her.

She shuddered against him, going limp as it ran through her body for a few moments, allowing him to do as he pleased with her. She trembled against him, hips bucking as he pinched her nipples between his fingers while lifting her enormous, soft tits from below and groping them to his heart’s content.

Squeezing and molding the springy, soft, pillowy mounds in his hands, he channeled a little electricity through her nipples as he did, withholding a chuckle as he felt them perk right up, throbbing in desire for his attention.

Tsunade mewled, grinding back against him unconsciously.

When he pulled away a few moments later, Tsunade slumped against him, and he bore witness to a familiar spherical sealing matrix forming, with the shape of a lightning bolt within it, appearing on her neck.

". . . You little brat, that wasn’t part of what you said," Tsunade grumbled, but she didn’t push away from him at all as he continued to fondle her breasts. Rather, she shifted her hips against him again, ". . . You better take responsibility for getting me riled up."

"Will do," Daiki grinned cheekily, before letting her go and stepping back. "Later."

Tsunade blinked and whirled around to glare at him. "Oh no, you are not leaving me cold turkey, brat," she grabbed him by the front of his jonin vest and yanked him forward, dragging him down until his face was level with hers, before kissing him with bruising force. She pulled back after a moment and jerked her chin. "Use your stupid space-time technique and take me up to your stupid flying island. We’ll be breaking in your bed."

Oh dear, Tayuya would be so disappointed.

"So demanding, kya~" Daiki mock squealed, raising his arms to shield his face mockingly, and laughed as she pushed him away. "Give me a minute and I will. I need to do something real quick. Fix yourself up and tell my anbu they’re dismissed for the night. I’ll be done by then."

Tsunade gave him a queer look before shrugging. "Fine, whatever, brat," she said. She fixed her shirt, covering her amazing breasts once more, before making her way over to the door.

Once she was gone, Daiki made his way over to the slumbering form of Lee. "Bet you wish you were awake, buddy. You would’ve gotten the show of your life," Daiki laughed lightly. He held up his palm, and a moment later, a thin shard of chakra metal appeared in his hand, dangling from a simple chain as if it were a necklace. He activated the heavenly seal, the markings spreading over his skin. Then, he lifted his other hand, pressing two fingers to the shard of chakra metal. Water chakra and earth chakra flowed, one on each finger, before merging together with a thought, becoming wood style chakra and flowed into the shard. "Fuin!" he exclaimed softly.

And as he pulled his fingers away, the thin shard of grey chakra metal rippled with green light, before spreading out and forming crystal over the metal shard.

When the light died down, there was a near-perfect copy of the crystal necklace around his own neck, dangling from his hand.

"This is just a loaner for now," Daiki told the unconscious boy as he slipped the newly made copy of the Hokage necklace over his neck, noting idly that the boy's minuscule reserves of chakra had grown multiple times over through the operation. Most likely, his physical abilities were a bit greater as well than before he was injured. The sheer potency of his jutsu could not be denied at all. "It'll work as training wheels to help you control your chakra better and learn to use jutsu. But I'll be taking it back in the future."

He flexed his fingers, summoning a sheet of paper, full of his own handwriting, before stuffing it between the boy's fingers.

"See ya later, Lee. I'm off to celebrate your recovery the fun way." Daiki grinned, tossing the unconscious older boy a two-fingered wave, before leaving him behind.