I Am Fugaku Uchiha

If it had been a normal situation in Fugaku, he would have surely noticed her the moment Tsunade entered his backyard.

However, in this current circumstance, even the most vigilant man would have let his guard down. He was no exception, as his home was not only the safest place in Konoha but also the place where he felt the most secure.

Tsunade wished she had let Katsuyu sneak a peek, as she witnessed such an embarrassing moment.

She saw Mikoto kneeling on the floor, her back arched, as she stroked Fugaku's "little buddy" with her hand. Fugaku had even placed a pillow under her knee to make her comfortable.

Tsunade was right behind Fugaku, and she had a clear view of everything.

"Damn, why does it have to be like this?" muttered Tsunade, clearly in a foul mood.

Tsunade turned her head away, feeling her face burn. She had been in love once, but her upbringing had kept them from doing more than holding hands. How could she witness such a scandalous scene?

Fugaku was too bold. How dare he do that here, of all places? And Mikoto, who seemed so sweet and gentle? How could she agree to this savage request? Tsunade hid her discomfort, wishing to turn back and leave, but she overlooked the branch under her foot.

"Who?" Fugaku finally reacted by letting go of Mikoto's head and turning his suspicious gaze toward the large tree behind him.

Meanwhile, Mikoto still clung to Fugaku's thigh, holding onto his little buddy, and panicked upon hearing his shout while her face turned red. She would feel too embarrassed to face anyone if somebody saw them.

Tsunade hid behind the tree, holding her breath. She knew Fugaku's Sharingan could see better than normal eyes in the dark. She prayed he would not discover her. She stayed still, afraid of being caught.

Fugaku looked confused, but his desire was still strong. He glanced at Mikoto's face and decided to ignore the noise for the sake of their future happiness. He said, "It must have been my imagination, Mikoto. Let's go on...."

Facing the large tree, he changed his position. He was vigilant, ready to respond if anyone had plans to assassinate him or something. He was at ease, but Tsunade behind the tree was in agony. She had no way out because they blocked her path, and she would be caught if she moved. But she had no choice but to cope with the noises as she stayed in place.

"Ugh, so deep...cough cough cough."

"Ah? Sorry, sorry..."

"Uh...uh...uh~~"

"Damn, Fugaku is so merciless," Tsunade thought as she watched Mikoto, who was six months pregnant, being subjected to his cruelty. Despite being a skilled and physically strong shinobi herself, Tsunade didn't realize that part of her foot was exposed because she was too engrossed.

Fugaku had been absent for half a year, and after almost an hour, Mikoto helped him relieve some pent-up tension. A white substance was sprayed onto her face and her hair, leaving a peculiar scent lingering in the air.

"Ah, so much..." Mikoto, somewhat surprised, wiped her face with her fingers and examined her hair.

Fugaku, observing Mikoto's face covered in white liquid, gave her a satisfied look. "I've been holding back for half a year. My apologies. Let's go; I'll help you clean up."

He helped her stand up. Despite being an elite Shinobi, she felt numbness in her legs, a side effect of her pregnancy. Fortunately, Fugaku's arms provided stable support.

As Fugaku prepared to leave, he cast a glance behind a tree. He had already noticed an individual's presence there—a woman—as he caught sight of a modestly high heel. Although it was just a fleeting view, he could still make out that the feet within the shoes were quite fair. This sight may have added a certain level of stimulation.

Despite his curiosity about the woman's identity, he held back from revealing her presence immediately in order to spare Mikoto any embarrassment. This restraint was largely due to his certainty that the hidden observer was a woman. Had it been a man, he would have likely confronted the intruder immediately.

He found it unacceptable that other men were observing his women. Any man who dared to intrude on their privacy would have to face severe consequences. This was his firm belief. Of course, if other women happened to see him, it didn't matter as much; after all, he didn't perceive any loss in that.

After they left, the voices of the two tormented Tsunade, fueling her impatience to jump over the wall and leave. She swore that she would never want to return to this place in her life.

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