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Chapter 0062: The Legendary Two-Pitfall Trap

Added 2024-10-08 01:02:34 +0000 UTC

The reception room in Amegakure.

Tsunade stared out the window at the drizzling rain, her right leg bouncing impatiently. Her face was full of irritation. “Where the hell is that brat…? When he gets back, I’m going to make sure he regrets it!”

Creaaak.

At that moment, the sound of the door opening broke the silence.

A female Ame ninja with a ponytail walked into the room, bowing respectfully. “Lady Tsunade, it’s been a full day and night. Don’t you think you should get some rest?”

“No, I’m not tired.” Tsunade shook her head, not even turning to face her. “What about on your end? Any news yet?”

“I’m sorry.” The female ninja’s face showed a deep apology. “We’ve already sent out two search teams, but we still haven’t found any trace of your student.”

“I see…” Tsunade took a deep breath before replying. “Regardless, I appreciate your efforts.”

“There’s no need to thank us, Lady Tsunade. But if I may, you really should rest.”

“I’m fine. Stop trying to convince me.”

“As you wish. We’ll send more people to assist in the search.”

“Thanks, that would help a lot.”

The ninja bowed again and left, closing the door behind her.

The room fell into silence once more.

After a long time, Tsunade finally turned around, her gaze lingering on the wall where I had smashed through before. Her expression looked complicated.

Is it because I was too hard on him? she seemed to be asking herself. Was that why he didn’t come back?

But no! I was the one who did something inappropriate first! I tried to undress her—didn't I deserve a punishment for that? Sure, maybe she was a bit rough, but would that make me want to disappear?

Or… could something have happened to me?

The thought made her expression darken further, clearly worried now. She looked like she was on the verge of going out to search for me herself. But just as she reached the door, it creaked open, and there I was, standing in the doorway, as if nothing had happened.

“Tsunade-sensei!” I said awkwardly, scratching the back of my head. “Where’ve you been?” she asked, her voice a mix of surprise and restrained anger.

“I, uh, I ran into someone kind. Stayed at their place for the night,” I answered sheepishly.

“Kind…?” Tsunade’s eyebrow twitched as her voice grew colder. “Well, if that’s the case, why didn’t you just move in with them forever? Who needs you to come back?!”

And then, the cursed options appeared before my eyes.

[New options generated!]

[Host, choose one of the following options:]

[-> Option one: Flatter her: “Don’t be jealous, Sensei! You’re the only one in my heart!”]

[-> Option two: Say it passionately: “If I didn’t come back, who would comfort little Tsunade when she cries?”]

[-> Option three: Sulk: “Fine! I won’t come back! Her chest is way softer than yours!”]

[Note: On failure, you will experience something called as Testicular Torsion for 5 seconds.]

Are you kidding me?!

None of these options were safe! We’re just a teacher and her student! Saying any of this would get me pummeled for sure! I didn’t want to get beat up right after coming back!

But… if I don’t choose, I know I’ll get something worse than a punch. I still remembered that awful time when I turned into a little girl. Shuddering at the thought, I had no choice but to give in to this humiliating system.

“D-Don’t be jealous!” I stammered. “You know you’re the only one in my heart, Tsunade-sensei…”

Jealous?!

Tsunade’s eyebrow twitched violently, and a vein popped on her forehead as her fist clenched. “So, you still haven’t learned your lesson, huh? Saying such weird things to me!”

[Congratulations, Host, for completing the choice. You are awarded 20 days' worth of training and a Dragon Clan growth cycle of one year.]

“I’m sorry!!”

I immediately threw my hands up in surrender, hearing the system notification. “I was just kidding! Please forgive me, Sensei!”

“Oh, now you want to apologize?!” Tsunade scoffed, her fist already raised. “Too late!”

I instinctively crouched down, covering my head, bracing myself for the inevitable storm of punches.

One second. Two seconds. Three seconds… Nothing happened.

Slowly, I peeked up and saw Tsunade staring down at me, her expression amused, her eyebrow arched. “You’re… surprisingly good at this. Have you gotten used to being beaten up?”

“Haha, no way…” I laughed nervously, trying to play it off. No way I was admitting I’d been smacked around so much that it became second nature.

“Whatever, just be more careful next time,” she sighed, sounding a little tired all of a sudden.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I was about to thank her for showing mercy when that damn system decided to throw me into another pitfall.

[New options generated!]

[Host, choose one of the following options:]

[-> Option one: Thank her for the mercy, and request to lick her toes as a reward.]

[-> Option two: Don’t spare me! Treat me like your personal toy and do as you wish!]

[-> Option three: Don’t think this means I’m grateful! I’ll never bow to your gigantic chest!]

[Note: Same penalty as above.]

What the—?!

I felt blood rushing to my head. The system was literally digging my grave! It wouldn’t rest until I was dead, humiliated beyond repair!

Testicular torsion? 5 seconds? Fuck… that’s like 5,000 years worth of pain.

“Why are you still crouched on the ground? Get up already,” Tsunade said, completely unaware of the inner torment I was going through. “I’ve already sent word to Shikaku. Our unit will meet at the southern passage of Amegakure by tomorrow morning. We’ll infiltrate the Sand Village’s headquarters by nightfall. Any input?”

“N-No, nothing,” I replied quickly. But then, gritting my teeth, I added, “Th-Thanks for sparing me… Let me… uh… lick your toes as a thank you?”

Crack.

I heard the sound of her knuckles cracking, and I immediately knew I was in deep trouble.

Her entire body seemed to radiate a dark aura, her voice cold as ice. “It seems… you really can’t be saved after all. Guess it’s time for your final destruction.”

[Congratulations, Host, for completing the choice. You are awarded the talent of a Super Diva, increasing your vocal charm.]

But as the system’s reward announcement echoed in my ears, all I could see was Tsunade’s fist growing bigger and bigger as it came down on me.