A woman brimming with jealousy is not easily appeased, especially someone as immensely powerful as Tsunade.
Had Orochimaru not possessed a certain prowess, capable of accurately sensing the subtle fluctuations in Tsunade's emotions, he might have expended considerable effort.
Even so, Orochimaru paid a heavy price to transform this formidable Tsunade back into a woman in love.
The hardships involved are beyond description.
...
Aside from the Daimyo and the pampered nobility, the ninja world largely adheres to the tradition of monogamy.
Ordinary civilians are a given. Life in a relatively safe village like Konoha is one thing, but for those born in frequently warring, smaller nations, merely surviving is often a luxury.
In such circumstances, finding someone to procreate with is already a stroke of luck, let alone marrying multiple wives; it’s an unthinkable extravagance.
Ninjas fare slightly better, but not by much.
Constantly undertaking dangerous missions, no one can guarantee they won't meet an untimely end.
If a man marries many before his death, he leaves behind a host of orphans and widows, who might then fall prey to others.
Therefore, the most common scenario in the ninja world is early romance, early marriage, producing one or two offspring, and then dying on the battlefield.
Though brutal, it is the reality.
Even in the most peaceful of the Five Great Shinobi Villages, Konoha, it is common to see mothers raising their children alone.
However, this is merely a customary practice within the ninja world; no one has decreed that ninjas must maintain a monogamous system.
Especially for powerful individuals like Orochimaru, who now stands at the forefront of the ninja world, no one would dare to provoke him over such "rule-breaking."
Tsunade, considering these factors, after a brief outburst, half-heartedly acquiesced to Orochimaru's desires.
...
The storm had passed.
"Should I shave my eyebrows too, then draw them in more compactly?"
"The lady in Senju-senpai's family shaved hers and dyed her teeth black. Would you like that?"
Tsunade lay languidly in Orochimaru's embrace, allowing him to style her hair into a somewhat mature and elegant updo.
Orochimaru fiddled for a while, then finally let go of the fragrant strands of hair, smoothing them back down.
"There's no need!"
"You're perfect just the way you are. I like it very much!"
Tsunade's lips curved upwards as she cast a charming, sidelong glance at him.
"Then, I'll do as you say."
"Now, can you tell me about your little girlfriend in the Land of Demons?"
Orochimaru's fingertips traced her brow and eyes, then moved downwards. Tsunade's face visibly reddened. She turned and burrowed into Orochimaru's chest, pressing down on his hand, which was about to get mischievous again.
"You big bully!"
"I'm not that angry anymore. Tell me!"
Orochimaru reluctantly paused his movements, savoring the feeling, a sensation neither of their memories had ever experienced before. He shook his head gently.
"I'm not entirely sure either."
"But judging by my nature, I suspect that the shrine maiden of the Land of Demons must have demonstrated extraordinary value to my clone."
"You know me, I don't do anything without benefit."
"As for a partner, you are more than enough!"
Tsunade's satisfaction was immediate. She stretched her neck and wrapped herself around Orochimaru's body.
"Mmm, I believe you."
Orochimaru's heart heated at Tsunade's intimate actions. He couldn't help but embrace her waist and press her down. Having tasted the sweetness, Orochimaru decided to put aside his work for the day and indulge himself.
"Ah..."
"Next time, we'll talk next time!"
"It hurts so much!"
Tsunade cried out, clutching Orochimaru's neck tightly. Her voluptuous body trembled with a hint of fear.
It was no wonder. Orochimaru's current physical strength was astonishing, coupled with the stamina of a serpent. Tsunade, unaware of her own limits, had provoked him relentlessly before suffering severe damage.
The injuries were so profound that even the Senju clan's physique struggled to withstand them.
Orochimaru, with a look of regret, released Tsunade, who was trembling with fright. He took several deep breaths before his inner restlessness subsided.
Previously, without experiencing intimacy, Orochimaru had only imagined that the primary purpose of intercourse was procreation, finding it exceedingly dull.
With his research into the human body, creating a descendant using his own genes and cells wouldn't be an insurmountable challenge.
Yet, whether it was Tsunade's irresistible allure or the lingering side effects of his dragon transformation, Orochimaru's behavior was quite insatiable.
The saying goes, "There are only tired oxen, never a field overworked," but this is absolutely untrue for Orochimaru.
"Then next time!"
"Coincidentally, I have a serious matter to discuss with you. You can get dressed while you listen."
Tsunade shot him a look and, without any hesitation, began to put on her clothes in front of him.
"Is it that scroll you had when I arrived?"
"You're thinking of coveting Grandpa's Wood Style?"
Orochimaru also got up, tidying his clothes, and nodded slightly.
"Indeed!"
"But it's not for me."
"Nawaki's physical strength has already reached the level of a Jonin specializing in taijutsu. Although he's protected by the Body Re-creation Ninjutsu, the Eight Gates is still a forbidden jutsu that harms both the user and others."
"Prolonged use of Body Re-creation Ninjutsu to repair the damage from the Eight Gates could place an immense burden on Nawaki's cells."
"You're skilled in medical ninjutsu, you should know that human cells have a finite number of divisions, right?"
Tsunade nodded slightly, pulling her hair out from her collar.
"That's true!"
"You want Nawaki to use the Eight Gates as a backup, but Wood Style isn't easy to research."
"Danzo, that old dog, killed so many people, and in the end, he still failed."
Orochimaru agreed with her assessment.
"It's just a thought for now, and the practical execution still presents considerable difficulties."
"I plan to invite Lord First Hokage back from the Pure Land to see if the chakra within him still exists."
"If it does, transferring that chakra directly to Nawaki would make the resurgence of Wood Style in the ninja world not a difficult matter."
"However, before that, besides you, I need to seek Grandma's consent."
"You know, I owe Grandma a lot."
Tsunade didn't know what kind of chakra Orochimaru was referring to, nor did she wish to delve into why having that chakra would guarantee the awakening of Wood Style.
But now that her relationship with Orochimaru had reached such an intimate level, she was unlikely to defy his decisions.
She turned and walked in front of Orochimaru, placing her hand on his chest.
"It's good that you have some conscience and haven't directly used Grandpa's cells behind my back."
"Grandma's soul is still within that Shinigami's body, and Second Grandpa's Edo Tensei requires suitable human sacrifices. You figure it out!"
Orochimaru embraced Tsunade and kissed her forehead.
"It's good that you don't object. I'll handle the rest."
"If Wood Style can be awakened, the Senju clan can truly be passed down through Nawaki."
"After all... you are no longer a member of the Senju family."
Tsunade, blushing, burrowed into Orochimaru's arms and lightly punched his chest.
"You're the worst!"
"You don't have a surname either, so what's the difference!"
"That's different. Perhaps in the future, your name might be preceded by the surname of an immortal!"