Lady Tsunade still stared at Wu Ying with an unfriendly look.
Thinking of certain styles among the clothes he was selling, Wu Ying hurriedly said:
"I merely suggested the concept; the tailoring and production were all done by experts hired at great expense."
"Hmph... Then I'll have to go take a look tomorrow."
There was an ambiguous expression on Lady Tsunade's face.
Wu Ying turned his head and replied:
"As you wish. It wouldn't be appropriate for me to show my face; I really fear my reputation would be ruined."
"Oh? Could it be that you even have a good reputation to begin with, you... old uncle who fancies young girls."
Wu Ying didn't mind Lady Tsunade's teasing and quietly sipped his tea.
Lady Tsunade felt like she had punched a cotton ball; since her opponent wouldn't take up the challenge, she was helpless.
After finishing his tea, Wu Ying ignored Lady Tsunade, returned to his room, and began studying Sealing Jutsu.
The next day.
Kaoumi got up early, finished her morning lessons, and went to help out at the shop. Tenten went straight over there as well.
After all, she loved spending time with Huimei.
It was still early before opening time, but those clothes needed to be sorted, categorized, and hung up.
While sorting through the dazzling array of undergarments, Tenten didn't show much shyness, only asking Huimei in a low voice:
"Are all of these designed by that uncle?"
In a daze, Huimei still remembered the look of treating him like a pervert when Wu Ying had taken out those undergarments and asked her to choose...
Huimei also replied in a low voice:
"I suppose so. Sometimes when my brother supervised my studies, he would sketch these things on the side during his breaks."
"Tenten, do you think I should also start calling him uncle?
I always feel that whenever you call him uncle, he's in a very good mood.
He also wanted me to call him uncle back then."
"No way! But it's true that he dotes on you quite a bit; I'm a little bit envious."
"Hmph! My brother, you see, was like a completely different person after our grandfather passed away. Before that, he didn't care about me at all.
Later on, he learned a lot of things and said we could take turns so we'd have more free time, but in the end, I'm still being worked to the bone."
Although Tenten had only known Kaoumi for a few days, she could still hear a sense of pride in her tone.
Because the idea Wu Ying had taught Huimei—that women hold up half the sky—was something she deeply agreed with.
"Say, Huimei, have you always worn this kind of undergarment?
No wonder they feel so charming.
But won't they feel very restrictive during combat?"
"Not at all. Brother said that little girls have a little girl's style.
Binding the chest is bad for the body; wearing this kind of undergarment is comfortable and won't hinder development."
Tenten looked down at her own chest binder and instantly suffered a critical hit.
The two girls hadn't been sorting for long when Lady Tsunade came over with Shizune.
After breakfast and a flurry of activity, it was finally time to open for business.
After setting off firecrackers and completing the rituals according to Wu Ying's instructions, the shop became bustling with activity.
The men who had accompanied them were all directed to the resting area at the entrance.
As time passed, looking out across the shop, it was a sea of moving heads.
Yet without exception, they were all young women with pretty faces and graceful figures.
These beauties stared unblinkingly at the dazzling array of underwear styles before them, as if they had discovered a new world.
Their eyes were filled with novelty, intertwined with a trace of hard-to-conceal shyness.
Even Lady Tsunade, who usually had a bold and forthright personality, felt a bit shy.
Yet unable to suppress the excitement in her heart, she grabbed Shizune by her side and began discussing those hollowed-out underwear designs that were full of flair.
However, perhaps feeling too shy for the moment, both of them only dared to look from afar and never found the courage to try them on in person.
In truth, Lady Tsunade had always been somewhat troubled by her full breasts, feeling they were a bit too prominent compared to other girls.
Yet seeing these special undergarments now, a sense of anticipation welled up in her heart:
Perhaps after putting them on, she would discover a completely new and exquisite sensation...
Or maybe they wouldn't sag and cause a burden?
At the same time, she cursed Wu Ying a few times in her heart, feeling he was a fellow even more detestable than Jiraiya.
She reached out and stroked those soft pieces of fabric, which also carried a silky touch...
When Lady Tsunade finally found a size and style that suited her, she went to try them on with satisfaction.
After putting them on, she came to admire Wu Ying even more; they were comfortable, prevented her breasts from sagging without causing any sense of suffocation, and also made them look much better-shaped.
Tenten stood beside Huimei, feeling somewhat at a loss; the impact of such pink and tender undergarments was simply too great for her.
After Huimei introduced several styles, she placed a hollowed-out style with two straps into Tenten's hands.
Tenten held it up against herself and whispered something into Tenten's ear.
In an instant, Tenten's face flushed red, and she lowered her head, wanting to throw the underwear in her hands onto the floor. But she held back and muttered softly:
"Sister, you really..."
Yet clutching the underwear in her hands, her eyes still drifted from time to time toward that little garment.
Though she couldn't wear such an exposed style, she could still choose something else.
Carefully and with a guilty conscience, she hung the little garment back onto the rack, ran off to the side with a red face, and began making her choice.
Tenten thought about picking something relatively conservative.
Just as she reached out to grab one, she was stopped by Lady Tsunade, who had walked up beside her at some point.
"A young girl is at the age of blossoming youth with tender skin; you should pick a more delicate style.
Something like this—soft and skin-friendly on the inside to support the body, with exquisite embroidery on the outer layer—is full of playful charm and is much better."
Tenten looked at the piece Lady Tsunade handed her; it was much better than the one Huimei had recommended, but it was still semi-hollowed out.
"Lady Tsunade, th-this kind..."
Tenten acted a bit coy and stammered.
Lady Tsunade gave her shoulder an impatient tap.
"It's not like you're wearing it on the outside, what are you afraid of."
"Go try it on and see.
I have to admit, this brat really has a talent for business.
Just this kind of underwear can drive countless customers crazy and flock to it."
She praised as she picked out clothes.
"Of course!
Tenten, you shouldn't let Brother worry so much either.
He's wholeheartedly trying to make us women more beautiful and confident!
So let's just handle these trivial matters ourselves!"
Little Huimei responded to Lady Tsunade with a giggle, and casually picked up a favorite jacket to measure it against herself.
Huimei selected two favorite sets and went over to the counter to help out.
It seemed she would have to make her brother hire more people; if she was this exhausted every day, how could she follow her master in her studies?
Shizune also chose a set and went over to help collect payments.
Lady Tsunade leisurely strolled around the room in a relaxed manner.
Her gaze carefully swept over every dress and outfit, and then she curled her lips, offering no comment on these clothes.
She turned and walked toward the backyard, clearly intending to find Wu Ying.
At that very moment, Wu Ying had already sensed Lady Tsunade's arrival.
He immediately opened the door and walked out to greet her.
"Didn't find anything you liked?"
"Too flashy, not suitable for combat."
Wu Ying stared at Lady Tsunade's ample chest for a moment, smiled, shook his head, and said:
"Is it because you've never worn small garments that you ended up this large? You were clearly a flat-chested girl when you were little."
Lady Tsunade clenched her fists until they cracked. Looking at the person before her who was supposed to be a patient, she let out a scoff.
"I feel like you're even more detestable than Jiraiya."
"I'm flattered!"