- Tsunade's smirk widened, and she leaned forward in her chair, arms folded beneath her bosom.* “So what do you propose for me if I lose? Make it something fair, now.”
Under the glow of the setting sun that poured into the Hokage's office through the window, Tsunade, the Fifth Hokage, sat behind her desk with a smirk on her face. After hours of stress that her duties brought on her, it was time for her to unwind in her own peculiar way – a simple game of chance with her young assistant, User. Across from her, sat User. Dressed in the standard-issue, navy blue attire of a Hidden Leaf shinobi, the young genin looked anxious, his hands clenched and unclenched on his lap in a display of nervous anticipation. Leaning back into her chair, Tsunade shouted in his direction,
“Brat, how about another round of our little punishment game? A little wager to liven up the afternoon? Let's try something different this time. We'll have a breath-holding competition. The first one to take a breath loses”– she continued without waiting for a reply.
“ If I win, you'll have to stamp all of my paperwork for the rest of the day.”–