While Nawaki didn't fully grasp what was happening, he was astonished to discover that this energy was replenishing deficiencies in his body naturally. His calmer state was largely due to his older sister's support.
With her assistance in circulating the energy and revitalizing his body, Nawaki wouldn't have been surprised if he had exploded from the surplus energy. In truth, his actions bordered on reckless...
'This is remarkable... His skin is transforming, becoming more refined and nourished, shedding like a snake...' Lost in thought for a moment, an image of Orochimaru flashed in her mind, but she quickly dismissed it and continued aiding her younger brother.
The dead skin peeled away, revealing tighter skin beneath. The cells rejuvenated, making his skin more vibrant and even emitting a faint glow. Almost two hours later, Nawaki opened his eyes, his expression one of excitement.
"Focus, don't get too elated yet," Tsunade cautioned.
"Understood." Without needing further prompting, Nawaki followed Tsunade's instructions.
About an hour later, Nawaki noticed his skin becoming excessively tight. Each cell radiated a faint glow. His flesh and blood were utterly transformed.
Unaware of the time, he sensed that the process was far from complete, and truthfully, he wasn't eager for it to end. The continual sense of empowerment soon mesmerized him.
Another hour passed, and Tsunade was now directing the energy flow from the orbs into both his skin and his muscles.
This phase required him to endure a sharp, burning pain that made him grimace. Nawaki remained still, enduring the discomfort.
To be honest, he was concerned for his older sister, who had been aiding him throughout. The effort couldn't have been easy, prompting him to grit his teeth and strive even harder.
Time went by...
Outside, the sky began to brighten, and birds started to sing.
Nawaki opened his eyes and exhaled a stale breath.
At that instant, Tsunade collapsed onto his back.
Startled, Nawaki turned and was shocked to find his dear older sister in her birth state, completely unclothed!
Shaking his head, tempted by the sight of his beautiful older sister, he admired her striking features. Despite the temptation, Nawaki resolved to remain respectful, controlling his base instincts and intending to assist his older sister. However, he halted, repulsed by an odorous scent that nearly induced nausea.
In a weak voice, Tsunade said, "Go to the bathroom; you need to get rid of all that dirt."
"Sis…" Nawaki looked at her in her weak and vulnerable state. He felt both heat and worry at the same time. After hesitating for a moment, he said in a firm tone: "Sis, I will help you wash, okay?"
"Hehe~" Tsunade laughed a little. She found it amusing how her dear little brother wanted to act strong in front of her. She had to admit that what he had been through in the last few hours wasn't something anyone could endure without passing out. "Right."
"Seriously?" He himself couldn't believe she had accepted so easily.
"Hahaha." Laughing harder, Tsunade said, "Boy, you're still a kid. Don't forget that I bathed you before and changed your clothes~!"
Nawaki didn't misunderstand; he understood very well that she only saw him as a child, just like her little brother. 'That's enough for now.'
He didn't think much, and to his surprise, when he stood in front of Tsunade, he realized that he had at least five times more strength than before. He didn't even feel tired; the effect the orbs had on him was incredible.
'I knew it! Those orbs were a good thing.' Nawaki swore that if he had the opportunity to get more, he would give some to his beloved older sister who had helped him so much.
As Tsunade was weak at that moment, despite her short stature, he took her in his arms, surprising her a little. But then, she smiled like a fool as he carried her towards the bathroom.
The door was open, so he just had to walk in with her in his arms. After that, he sat her down by the shower.
Then, he also started to fill the tub while intending to wash in the shower, as well as help Tsunade.
Taking the hose and setting it to warm water, Nawaki turned it on and began to wash off the excess dirt from his body first. He felt like a reptile shedding its skin; it was quite gross and smelly. The more he scrubbed, the more dirt came off.
Looking down, and seeing his reflection, he thought, 'How cute...' and sighed: 'It's no wonder she doesn't take me seriously.'
Well, he was only 11 years old, and he still had time to 'grow up'. Remembering how she changed his clothes before, he realized she must have seen it all. 'Fair enough, there's no way this can be taken seriously...'
He sighed again.
"Everything fine?" Tsunade looked him straight in the eye without the slightest embarrassment.
'Yes, and the big ones!' He wanted to scream but forced a smile: "Nothing."
"Oh..." She didn't insist and said, "Okay, Nawaki, wash me too. This smell is killing me!"
"Yeah." He nodded. "I'm almost done getting the excess dirt off of me."
After only a few minutes, he had managed to remove a significant portion of the dirt and went to assist his sister with cleaning off the grime she had accidentally collected from his body when she leaned against him earlier.
On the floor beneath, yellowish oily and greasy patches were evident. Stepping down the drain, he proceeded to cleanse his older sister with the hose.
Tsunade handed him the liquid soap and sponge. "I really need you to focus on my back," she said, moving slightly away from him.
"Okay." Nawaki began to lather her back with soap. The mere contact sent electric shocks through his body. It felt as if his head might explode.
"Don't miss my backside." She winked at him, her tone playfully provocative yet seemingly innocent.
Nawaki felt a surge of blood rush through him, struggling to withstand Tsunade's teasing. Yet, he thought, 'She's incredibly adorable...'
He sighed again.
"Hahaha!" Tsunade suddenly burst into laughter.
"Mmm?" Confused, Nawaki asked, "What's up, sis?"
"Nothing, just remembered something amusing," she said in a teasing tone, which only intensified his discomfort.
However, he had to take a deep breath again, fighting the overwhelming impulse to confront his alluring older sister, who was driving him nearly mad with desire.
Complying with her request, he began to wash her perfect, round backside. It was, without a doubt, the juiciest, most alluring backside he had ever had the chance to touch. However, that was the limit. He consoled himself with the thought that it might serve as good 'training' material.
He gently soaped her shapely backside, thighs, and the backs of her legs, then moved up the sides of her stomach, reaching her incredibly large breasts. For the first time, Tsunade moaned and leaned into him as his hands moved over them.
"Naughty boy~," she said, patting his hand, which led him to remove his hand from her breasts.
Despite his reluctance, he refrained from further attempts. His inherited memories warned him that overstepping the boundaries could lead to severe consequences; even if she didn't kill him, she might inflict serious harm as punishment...
After enduring several minutes of what felt like pleasurable torture since his transmigration into this body, Nawaki assisted in rinsing the foam off her body and then helped her into the already filled bath.
Previously, he had only washed with water, but this time, he began to soap his own body while Tsunade watched him.
It was peculiar; he was not merely a child, yet under Tsunade's gaze, he experienced a hint of shyness. 'Could this be an influence from the memories of the previous owner of this body?' he wondered.
Otherwise, he found no other reason to feel shy under her watchful gaze.
While Nawaki didn't fully grasp what was happening, he was astonished to discover that this energy was replenishing deficiencies in his body naturally. His calmer state was largely due to his older sister's support.
With her assistance in circulating the energy and revitalizing his body, Nawaki wouldn't have been surprised if he had exploded from the surplus energy. In truth, his actions bordered on reckless...
'This is remarkable... His skin is transforming, becoming more refined and nourished, shedding like a snake...' Lost in thought for a moment, an image of Orochimaru flashed in her mind, but she quickly dismissed it and continued aiding her younger brother.
The dead skin peeled away, revealing tighter skin beneath. The cells rejuvenated, making his skin more vibrant and even emitting a faint glow. Almost two hours later, Nawaki opened his eyes, his expression one of excitement.
"Focus, don't get too elated yet," Tsunade cautioned.
"Understood." Without needing further prompting, Nawaki followed Tsunade's instructions.
About an hour later, Nawaki noticed his skin becoming excessively tight. Each cell radiated a faint glow. His flesh and blood were utterly transformed.
Unaware of the time, he sensed that the process was far from complete, and truthfully, he wasn't eager for it to end. The continual sense of empowerment soon mesmerized him.
Another hour passed, and Tsunade was now directing the energy flow from the orbs into both his skin and his muscles.
This phase required him to endure a sharp, burning pain that made him grimace. Nawaki remained still, enduring the discomfort.
To be honest, he was concerned for his older sister, who had been aiding him throughout. The effort couldn't have been easy, prompting him to grit his teeth and strive even harder.
Time went by...
Outside, the sky began to brighten, and birds started to sing.
Nawaki opened his eyes and exhaled a stale breath.
At that instant, Tsunade collapsed onto his back.
Startled, Nawaki turned and was shocked to find his dear older sister in her birth state, completely unclothed!
Shaking his head, tempted by the sight of his beautiful older sister, he admired her striking features. Despite the temptation, Nawaki resolved to remain respectful, controlling his base instincts and intending to assist his older sister. However, he halted, repulsed by an odorous scent that nearly induced nausea.
In a weak voice, Tsunade said, "Go to the bathroom; you need to get rid of all that dirt."
"Sis…" Nawaki looked at her in her weak and vulnerable state. He felt both heat and worry at the same time. After hesitating for a moment, he said in a firm tone: "Sis, I will help you wash, okay?"
"Hehe~" Tsunade laughed a little. She found it amusing how her dear little brother wanted to act strong in front of her. She had to admit that what he had been through in the last few hours wasn't something anyone could endure without passing out. "Right."
"Seriously?" He himself couldn't believe she had accepted so easily.
"Hahaha." Laughing harder, Tsunade said, "Boy, you're still a kid. Don't forget that I bathed you before and changed your clothes~!"
Nawaki didn't misunderstand; he understood very well that she only saw him as a child, just like her little brother. 'That's enough for now.'
He didn't think much, and to his surprise, when he stood in front of Tsunade, he realized that he had at least five times more strength than before. He didn't even feel tired; the effect the orbs had on him was incredible.
'I knew it! Those orbs were a good thing.' Nawaki swore that if he had the opportunity to get more, he would give some to his beloved older sister who had helped him so much.
As Tsunade was weak at that moment, despite her short stature, he took her in his arms, surprising her a little. But then, she smiled like a fool as he carried her towards the bathroom.
The door was open, so he just had to walk in with her in his arms. After that, he sat her down by the shower.
Then, he also started to fill the tub while intending to wash in the shower, as well as help Tsunade.
Taking the hose and setting it to warm water, Nawaki turned it on and began to wash off the excess dirt from his body first. He felt like a reptile shedding its skin; it was quite gross and smelly. The more he scrubbed, the more dirt came off.
Looking down, and seeing his reflection, he thought, 'How cute...' and sighed: 'It's no wonder she doesn't take me seriously.'
Well, he was only 11 years old, and he still had time to 'grow up'. Remembering how she changed his clothes before, he realized she must have seen it all. 'Fair enough, there's no way this can be taken seriously...'
He sighed again.
"Everything fine?" Tsunade looked him straight in the eye without the slightest embarrassment.
'Yes, and the big ones!' He wanted to scream but forced a smile: "Nothing."
"Oh..." She didn't insist and said, "Okay, Nawaki, wash me too. This smell is killing me!"
"Yeah." He nodded. "I'm almost done getting the excess dirt off of me."
After only a few minutes, he had managed to remove a significant portion of the dirt and went to assist his sister with cleaning off the grime she had accidentally collected from his body when she leaned against him earlier.
On the floor beneath, yellowish oily and greasy patches were evident. Stepping down the drain, he proceeded to cleanse his older sister with the hose.
Tsunade handed him the liquid soap and sponge. "I really need you to focus on my back," she said, moving slightly away from him.
"Okay." Nawaki began to lather her back with soap. The mere contact sent electric shocks through his body. It felt as if his head might explode.
"Don't miss my backside." She winked at him, her tone playfully provocative yet seemingly innocent.
Nawaki felt a surge of blood rush through him, struggling to withstand Tsunade's teasing. Yet, he thought, 'She's incredibly adorable...'
He sighed again.
"Hahaha!" Tsunade suddenly burst into laughter.
"Mmm?" Confused, Nawaki asked, "What's up, sis?"
"Nothing, just remembered something amusing," she said in a teasing tone, which only intensified his discomfort.
However, he had to take a deep breath again, fighting the overwhelming impulse to confront his alluring older sister, who was driving him nearly mad with desire.
Complying with her request, he began to wash her perfect, round backside. It was, without a doubt, the juiciest, most alluring backside he had ever had the chance to touch. However, that was the limit. He consoled himself with the thought that it might serve as good 'training' material.
He gently soaped her shapely backside, thighs, and the backs of her legs, then moved up the sides of her stomach, reaching her incredibly large breasts. For the first time, Tsunade moaned and leaned into him as his hands moved over them.
"Naughty boy~," she said, patting his hand, which led him to remove his hand from her breasts.
Despite his reluctance, he refrained from further attempts. His inherited memories warned him that overstepping the boundaries could lead to severe consequences; even if she didn't kill him, she might inflict serious harm as punishment...
After enduring several minutes of what felt like pleasurable torture since his transmigration into this body, Nawaki assisted in rinsing the foam off her body and then helped her into the already filled bath.
Previously, he had only washed with water, but this time, he began to soap his own body while Tsunade watched him.
It was peculiar; he was not merely a child, yet under Tsunade's gaze, he experienced a hint of shyness. 'Could this be an influence from the memories of the previous owner of this body?' he wondered.
Otherwise, he found no other reason to feel shy under her watchful gaze.
