Naruto: I became the dream master

Tsunade moved closer to Sakusuki, and the scent of her body immediately hit her face.

It was a light fragrance like jasmine, not strong, nor was it the smell of perfume. It was just like the original smell of Tsunade's body, and it smelled very good.

But Shuo Yue's thoughts were not here.

What she was more concerned about was whether the bucket of chicken soup would kill people.

Tsunade very considerately lifted Sakusuki's body up from the hospital bed and put a pillow behind Sakusuki's back. Immediately afterwards, Tsunade excitedly opened the lid of the thermos bucket and looked at Sakuzuki expectantly.

"How about Shuoyue, doesn't it smell delicious?"

Shuo Yue was stunned.

She was really sluggish.

You call this chicken soup?

What is this black, sticky thing? Is this chicken in chicken soup?

The color of the soup is okay, but the taste... why does it feel so bitter?

Holy shit! That thing that looks like ginseng...could it be Sophora flavescens?

Given this thing, it’s strange that the soup isn’t bitter!

Looking at Tsunade's expectant eyes, Sakuyue couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth twice.

Let’s just say, don’t you have an idea of ​​the level of what you’ve made? Is it possible that you didn’t even taste it after you made it?

Jiraiya, who stretched his neck and looked eager at first, saw the true identity of the bucket of chicken soup and couldn't help laughing.

"Pfft hahaha!"

"Why are you laughing!" Tsunade suddenly glared.

Jiraiya instantly straightened his face and put on a serious expression, "Well, I thought of something funny."

Tsunade rolled her eyes and ignored Jiraiya's tricks. Instead, she took a mouthful of chicken soup with a spoon and handed it to Sakuzuki with an earnest look, "Sakutsu, try it quickly. It will be cold later."

Shuo Yue looked at the spoon so close in front of her, and for a moment she didn't know how to start her mouth.

This is so true that I can’t keep it from my mouth!

Jiraiya stood aside with a smirk on his face, "Shuoyue, try Tsunade's craftsmanship! After all, these are all made by Tsunade herself. This is not made for me. If this was given to me I'll drink it up in minutes."

Sakuyue glared at Jiraiya fiercely, and secretly wrote him down in his notebook.

Jiraiya, just wait for me!

Shuo Yue was heartbroken, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and put the chicken soup in the spoon into her mouth.

The bitter taste suddenly filled the entire mouth. This bitterness reminded Shuo Yue of the distant past life, when he was a child and was forced to drink medicine by his mother for the first time.

Shuo Yue opened her eyes again, her little face wrinkled into a ball, and even the strand of hair on her head no longer stood upright, and fell down softly.

Shuo Yue felt as if she had been purified.

"How's it going? Does it taste good?"

Jiraiya on the side asked, suppressing a smile, and what greeted Sakutsu was Tsunade's expectant gaze.

Of course, Sakuyue couldn't say it tasted terrible with low EQ. On the contrary, a bright smile appeared on his face, "It tastes delicious. Tsunade's craftsmanship is really good. But I think such delicious things are only for me." It would be really embarrassing to drink alone, right?"

Hearing this, Tsunade frowned and looked at Jiraiya hesitantly.

Jiraiya's expression changed, and he waved his hands in a panic, "No, Sakuyue, Tsunade made this specially for you. What's going on if I drink it!"

Shuo Yue interrupted Jiraiya and continued: "Jiraiya is a sick person after all. It's really not good to let him watch me drink like this. Otherwise, let him taste yours too. Craftsmanship, right?”

"It seems... it makes sense." Tsunade nodded and divided half of the chicken soup in the thermos bucket. "Fortunately, I brought another spoon and lunch box before I came."

With that said, Tsunade handed the dark chicken soup to Jiraiya.

"Hurry up, Jiraiya. Believe me, this chicken soup is delicious."

Jiraiya's face suddenly turned pale, and his expression changed several times, but in the end he still didn't have the courage to say no, so he could only drink with tears in his eyes.

But Tsunade wanted to ask again, "How is it, Jiraiya? Is it delicious?"

Jiraiya grimaced, looking desperate, "It tastes good. This is really the best thing I've ever tasted!"

As he spoke, Jiraiya was still communicating with Sakutsu with his eyes.

"you are vicious!"

Shuo Yue, on the other hand, smiled and said, "It's just each other."

Although Sakuyue was drinking chicken soup with Jiraiya, looking at Jiraiya's increasingly pale face, for some reason, Sakuyue felt that the chicken soup was not hard to swallow.

Sure enough, it is much better to have someone to bear it with you than to share it alone!

Oh no, it should be that happiness is always based on the pain of others.

At the very least, Shuo Yue was in a very happy mood now.