Chapter 20 – First Customer
After leaving the massage shop, the three of us walked together toward the village center. The morning exploration had left us all hungry, so I suggested we head to the Akimichi restaurant for a proper lunch. Tsunade agreed immediately, while Shizune gave a shy nod.
The Akimichi restaurant was lively as usual. It was filled with the rich aroma of grilled meats, fresh vegetables, and nice barbecue. It was one of the best restaurants in the whole of Konoha.
We took a private table near the back. Soon, large plates of barbecue ribs, steamed dumplings, savory soups, and perfectly seasoned rice arrived at our table. The food was delicious. It was rich in flavor and incredibly filling.
As we ate, the conversation naturally drifted back to the massage shop.
"That place is amazing," Tsunade said excitedly while taking a big bite of grilled pork. "The normal massage rooms already made my body feel lighter. But those VIP rooms… I can't stop thinking about them. The energy there is so thick and warm. I bet a proper session would feel incredible."
Tsunade was becoming more and more open. Now she was openly talking about the sex in even in front of Shizune.
'As expected from the lewd Ninja world. The women are becoming more and more open.'
I was excited about the future prospect and fucking her in the SM room. I smiled while also starting to eat.
"I'm glad you liked it. Once I fully understand how to control the divine relic, we can try the deeper treatments. Hehe… I will make sure you enjoy the session."
Shizune poked at her food. Her cheeks were slightly pink as she listened about the naughty thing we were talking about.
"It… it looked really intense. All those restraining straps and sex toys… I don't know if I could handle something like that." She paused, then added in a much quieter voice, "But… a normal massage might be nice. Just to see how it feels."
Tsunade grinned and nudged her student. "Oh? So you do want to try it after all? Look at you, acting all shy while secretly being curious."
"I-I'm not curious like that!" Shizune protested while nearly dropping her chopsticks. "It's just… if it really helps with chakra circulation and makes the body feel younger, then maybe… just once."
I caught Shizune's eye across the table and gave her a slow, playful wink. She immediately looked down at her plate. Her face was turning even redder, but I noticed the small, shy smile she tried to hide.
The conversation continued with light banter.
Tsunade kept asking questions about the relic's potential as she was clearly eager to experience more, while Shizune alternated between embarrassed denials and quiet interest. The atmosphere was relaxed and enjoyable.
But our pleasant lunch was suddenly interrupted.
A masked Anbu appeared beside our table in a flicker of movement, kneeling respectfully. "Tsunade-sama," he said urgently, "Biwako Sarutobi, the wife of the Third Hokage, was injured during a mission. Her condition is serious. Third Hokage-sama has requested your personal assistance at the hospital."
Tsunade's expression changed instantly. She set down her chopsticks as her playful mood vanished listening to the information.
Biwako was her teacher's wife and the close friend of her late mother. She couldn't possibly refuse that treatment and let her die. Moreover, she has already overcome her homophobia. So there was no problem.
"Damn it… of all times," Tsunade muttered. She let out a heavy sigh and stood up. "I have no choice. Shizune, you're coming with me. I need you to become my assistant if there is a requirement for surgery."
Shizune nodded quickly while quickly wiping her mouth. "Yes, Lady Tsunade."
Tsunade turned to me with an apologetic look. "Sorry, Alex. Duty calls. We'll continue this another time." She leaned down and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before heading out with Shizune following close behind.
I sat there alone at the table while staring at the half-eaten food. I had been hoping for a nice, long massage session back at the shop — preferably the kind that involved the VIP rooms and plenty of lewd activities. Watching both women leave left me feeling disappointed.
But before leaving, Tsunade did not forget me to flash her ass as compensation.
Still, I couldn't complain too much. This was the world of ninjas and the best medical ninja in the whole world.
I finished the rest of my meal, then called over the waiter and paid the bill.
With a small sigh, I stepped out of the restaurant and started walking back toward the Senju compound. The SM Duengeon was waiting for me. Even if I couldn't use it with them right now, I could spend the afternoon exploring it more thoroughly on my own and preparing it for future visits.
The streets of Konoha felt a little quieter as I made my way back, already thinking about how I would set up the perfect first real session once Tsunade and Shizune were free again.
But I forgot to notice that one of the busty milf was following me.
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[Scene Change]
After paying the bill at the Akimichi restaurant, I made my way back to the Senju compound alone and entered the SM Duengeon now rebranded as a ladies-only massage shop.
Since Tsunade and Shizune had been called away, I decided to make good use of the time. I had complete control over the SM Dungeon, and with various knowledge and ideas flowing through my mind.
I wanted to perfect the VIP area — especially since this would be where I would entertain the various housewives and girls of Konoha.
I locked the front door and focused my will on the relic. The building responded instantly to my commands. I began making careful adjustments, reshaping the interior to match my vision.
The VIP section became far more luxurious. A secret, dark hallway now stretched toward the back, designed like something out of a mysterious movie — dim red lighting, black walls with subtle gold patterns, and a heavy, sensual atmosphere that made the heart beat faster. Several private massage rooms branched off from this hallway, each one more elegant than the last.
At the end of the hallway was a grand suite-like bedroom complete with a massive, comfortable bed where one could actually sleep after intense sessions.
In the basement level, I created a large, natural-looking hot spring bath. There was continuously warm water gushing gently from stone outlets into an oversized wooden tub that could easily fit five or six people. The steam rising from it carried a faint, relaxing scent.
It was perfect for an onsen orgy.
I also created the various specialized rooms for the preferred kinks of various women. There was medical room for sexy doctor-patient play. The classroom for teacher-student play. Normal household kitchen for delivery play and so on.
I walked through the newly adjusted spaces, admiring every detail.
I also added a wide variety of sex toys to the rooms but made sure they were subtle and tasteful.
Rather than having obvious dungeon equipment lying around, I have cleverly integrated it into the rooms.
For example, there are sleek vibrating wands tucked inside elegant wooden boxes, silk ropes stored in decorative drawers, padded cuffs disguised as massage accessories, and feathers and oils arranged neatly on silver trays. There are also several beautifully crafted dildos and plugs placed inside locked glass cabinets.
From the outside, it still looked like an extremely high-end massage parlor. Only those I invited inside would discover its true nature.
I was in the middle of arranging the final touches in the largest VIP massage room when I heard a soft knocking sound coming from the front door.