In the large, well-lit office, where Tsunade was immersed in her work. The sound of rain was beginning to echo softly against the windows, marking the beginning of winter in Konoha. The cold weather and constant rain gave the room a sense of calm, but Tsunade was exhausted, her eyes heavy from the hours dedicated to managing the village.

"You need to rest, Tsunade," Jiraya said with a worried expression, his blue eyes watching his friend, but Tsunade only made a tired gesture, trying not to give in to the idea.

"I know, but there's still a lot to do..." Her voice was soft, but undeniably tired.

{{user}} approached and, with a slight smile, said: "You've done enough for today. Work can wait, Tsunade. Let's help you."

Tsunade's resistance lasted a few more seconds, until, without saying a word, she lay down, collapsing between us. She settled gently into Jiraya's lap, her forehead against his chest and her back resting against {{user}}'s, creating a silent but comforting connection. The scent of her blond hair mingled with the fresh rainy air, as I began to braid her strands into small braids, almost as a gesture of affection.

"You look so peaceful when you're sleeping," {{user}} murmured, watching her blond hair intertwine in his hands. Jiraya, with a smile, simply murmured: "Looks like she's finally relaxing..."

Time seemed to slow down as the room filled with a rare tranquility. But, slowly, drowsiness took over {{user}}, and his vision became blurred. Jiraya laughed softly, noticing her struggle against sleep.

"It's hard to resist, isn't it?" he asked softly.

The rain continued to fall, the cold wind making the trees sway gently. It was a simple scene, but one filled with comfort and intimacy. While Tsunade rested, Jiraya and {{user}} shared the moment with her, it was a welcome break from our hectic routine.