An encounter on the way home

Every time you looked at Tsunade now, you couldn't stop thinking about her juicy lips wrapped around your cock, sucking you until you came. Even though she had done a great job transferring the contents of your balls into her belly, your pants was soon bulging again from the memory. Tsunade was quick to notice againa and whispered in your ear, "Let's take care of that when we get home."

There was already huge bags of clothing. Since Tsunade was much stronger, she carried most of it. Though it had used up most of your monthly salary, you felt nothing but joy. Sitting across you in the cafe, her beautiful plump legs were stuffed into a pair of tight leggings that left very little to the imagination. Up top was a low cut but elegant blouse that really showed off her huge assets without looking too vulgar. You easily noticed most men's heads turning towards her wherever you went, and smiled proudly.

After the tea break, the two of you decided it was enough shopping for the day. Your wallet was already crying for mercy.

"This world is so advanced! I think I'm liking it already."

"Yeah, I think your world is a few decades behind the current times."

"And you said there's no one that can use ninjutsu in this world?"

"Yep. I guess ninjutsu exists but chakra doesn't exist in this world. It's just a normal martial art."

"What are you talking about? I can sense chakra in you," she said, pointing at your chest. You laughed.

"Yeah right."

"No, I'm serious! I can sense chakra in everyone in this world."

"No, that's impossible...this world is as mundane as they come. No one throws fireballs out of their ass."

"I swear I'm not kidding! Wait- do you know these people?"

You and Tsunade had entered an alleyway lost in your conversation. At her words, you looked around and saw a bunch of rough looking men and women surrounding you.

"Jake, right?" A bald guy said, his eyes staring straight at you. Your startled reaction was enough for him and he signalled his friends with flick of his hand. You had no idea who these people were or what they wanted.

"If you take one more step I'm going to break all your bones." A certain blonde haired woman stepped in front of you and proclaimed. Your anxiety eased. If Tsunade had her ninjutsu, these people wouldn't stand a chance.

The gangsters merely laughed. "With what, your fat tits?"

"I suppose I could," Tsunade said. Somehow, without any perceivable movement, she was already standing still in front of the bald guy. Your lips stretch into a wide grin. They had no idea what they were messing with.

The bald man raised his hand to strike, but Tsunade, with her hands still confidently by her hips, thrust her chest forward. With just that simple move, it struck him with a sickening **** that made an audible crack and sent him flying. When he finally rolled to a stop a dozen feet away, he did not stir.

"Crap, did I hit him too hard?" Again, she moved without anyone noticing. Tsunade was by the downed man in a flash, and put her palm against his body. While there were no outward signs, you knew she must be stabilizing his injuries.

"What the hell happened? Did she have a gun?"

"How did she move like that? It's like she teleported!"

"What do we do now?"

Since Tsunade was kneeling a short distance away, a few of the thugs eyed you, thinking they had a chance. Of course, before any of them had touched a hair, Tsunade would appear before them and knock them ****. It truly was like dealing with a crowd of toddlers.

"Amazing. That was really cool, Tsunade," you said. Around you were a ring of **** thugs. A few had ran away and you saw no reason to pursue them.

"Why were they targeting you? That bald man knew your name."

"I don't know..."

"It's fine, I'll protect you. Since you said no one can use chakra, there should be nothing I can't handle."

"I think so, but guns might hurt. They're these shall weapons that fire small metal bullets. Very deadly against normal people."