Naruto: The Prince of Lust

Chapter 217

"Uh, I guess," he says with a shrug. "I've never had that problem. I just sort of understand it, like how people see a picture and know what it is."

Growing more intrigued, Mabui asks, "are you the most advanced in your class?"

"I don't have a class," he admits. "Only a hand-full of people even know I study Fūinjutsu, and they don't get it, so I don't really talk about it."

Applying a moderate amount of appeal to her mannerism, Mabui sweetly asks, "would you be interested in talking to me about it?"

"Really," he asks, his eyes rounding like a warm sunny day.

"Yes, very much. I've been studying it for a few years now," she lies. Having only started studying Fūinjutsu when she inherited the platform and scroll from her deceased parents three months ago. Acting cute in her embarrassment, she adds, "and to be honest, it's still quite challenging."

"It's so easy though," he embellishes with amusement.

"It sounds as if you have a gift for it," she denotes with a smile. Leaning in a little with a hint of seduction to go along with her inviting question. "Would you, by chance, be interested in meeting me tomorrow? I'd love to learn more."

"Really?" he genuinely seems to ask, as if it's the first time anyone's taken any interest in him. "Sure!"

"Wonderful," Mabui calls, straightening her posture. "And if you have any advanced scrolls or books, I'd love to see them."

"And if he can't," Mabui asks, elaborating, "can we approach this Uzumaki-kun? ...After he heals, I guess."

"We will give Ōyashiro-san time," Samui simply answers.

The blond woman then stands and retires to the room she shares with Mabui. After quickly bidding Atsui a good night, Mabui enters their room as Samui is undressing. It wasn't the first time Mabui has seen Samui undress, however, every time she did, she couldn't help how impressed she gets by such a figure. Very fair-skinned with an athletic hourglass figure and silky blond hair. Her vanilla breasts with rose-pink nipples, in particular, were large, round with wight, looked invitingly soft, and seem to defy gravity in the most natural way. Long strong legs, shapely calves, and dainty feet, Mabui felt her envy clash sharply against the knowledge of the horrors the gorgeous blond went through as a child.

Removing her heeled sandals, business skirt, and blouse before undoing her hair and letting the silver length fall to mid-back, Mabui asks, "Samui-san?"

"Taichou," Samui casually interjects as she rolls out her sleeping sleeve.

Living in a military village, a strict mode of address is normal, however, it has little place when attempting to form a personal connection. "I certainly recognize you as our team leader, Samui-taichou, however, when we're alone and not discussing the mission, would you be opposed to a personal designation?" Mabui doesn't hear a response, which she's learned is not a no.

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