After a day of training, Xin and Minato decided to head home.
"?" Just as they reached the front door, ready to enter, Xin noticed the window had been tampered with.
He thought to himself. 'Ophis, is there someone in the house?'
'Yes.'
Ophis, about to doze off in the sealing space, replied lethargically and comfortably turned over to continue sleeping.
'Kushina?'
It couldn't be Mikoto; she wouldn't climb through a window. If she were visiting, she would have met him and Minato by the river.
That left Kushina, who sometimes tried to scare him by hiding in the room or behind doors, though she never succeeded in actually scaring him.
Yet, she enjoyed these little pranks.
"Poor Kurama," Xin thought, offering a silent tribute to the nine-tails for three seconds before unlocking the door and heading to his bedroom.
Oh, not bad, hiding under the covers.
Xin grabbed the blanket and pulled hard.
"..." Successfully pulling away the blanket, he saw clearly who was under it.
This couldn't be Kushina. Since when did Kushina turn into a blond?
"Who are you?" A groggy Tsunade opened her eyes a sliver and squinted hard at the figure before her.
It took her a moment to recognize him.
Then, cuddling her pillow, she rolled over and muttered, "Go make some food; I'm starving."
Wait, you climb through my window, sleep in my bed, and have the audacity to ask me to cook for you?
Lady, this is my house, not yours!
Xin hadn't expected Tsunade to return to Konoha, especially looking so exhausted. Battling on the front lines was indeed no easy task, particularly in the dreadful conditions of the Rain Country.
He wondered if Jiraiya had come back; if so, he'd likely seek out Minato first. After all, having left his student for so long, he'd need to make it up to him.
"Get up; go back to your place to sleep," Xin tossed the blanket aside and nudged Tsunade.
"Stop it; let me sleep. I'm so tired and hungry," Tsunade mumbled, still half-asleep.
"I only found out when I got back that Kushina had moved out. She wasn't home, so I came here. Your cooking is good; I've missed it. I want a big pork knuckle."
You're quite the pork knuckle yourself.
It seemed this woman intended to squat at his place. Speechless, Xin left the bedroom for the kitchen.
Soon after, lured by the aroma of meat, a suddenly wide-awake Tsunade sprang from the bed and ran out, not even bothering with shoes.
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