Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

Before he could finish speaking, Qian Xuan moved.

It was as fast as lightning.

Mei Terumi felt a sudden tightening on her wrist. Her hand, which was brimming with Boil Release chakra and capable of instantly melting steel, was gripped tightly by a warm and powerful hand, rendering her unable to move.

A sudden, skillful force caused her to lose her balance. Before she could even utter a cry of surprise, she was pulled onto the bed by an irresistible force.

The world spun around.

By the time she realized what was happening, she was already pinned down by the man.

His left hand, like an iron clamp, still firmly locked his wrist, pressed against the pillow.

His right hand, without anyone noticing, had already wrapped around her slender waist, closing the distance between them to the point where there was no gap at all.

The posture was extremely ambiguous.

Mei Terumi's mind was blank.

Her martial arts skills, which she was so proud of, were like child's play in front of this man, and were easily neutralized.

She didn't even see how he moved.

The two were face to face, their noses almost touching.

She could clearly see her own panicked face reflected in his half-closed eyes.

You could smell the strong, masculine scent emanating from him, a blend of soap and a faint smell of sweat, after he had just taken a shower.

She could also feel the burning heat of his hand around her waist, which made her skin tingle even through the thin ninja outfit.

Qianxuan's face still wore that carefree, lazy smile.

But in his heart, the highest level of alarm had already been sounded.

God!

The woman's mouth was less than five centimeters away from him!

He could even feel her hot breath on his face.

She won't spit, will she?

Please don't!

This is Boil Release!

It's a strong acid!

Spitting it on your face will disfigure you!

I'm saving this handsome, dashing face for Tsunade to see when I get back!

If she dares to throw up, I'll... I'll kiss her!

I'll shut her up with my mouth!

In the blink of an eye, eighteen possible solutions flashed through Qianxuan's mind, each one brimming with a spirit of sacrifice and heroism.

Mei Terumi's heart began to race uncontrollably.

Bang, bang, bang...

Like beating a drum, it was both urgent and chaotic.

She had never had such intimate contact with a man before, not even once in her life.

That unfamiliar, intensely aggressive male hormone, like an invisible net, enveloped her completely, leaving her weak and powerless.

My cheeks were burning hot.

She tried to struggle, but found that her body was frozen in place, stiff and unresponsive.

She wanted to swear, but found her throat too dry to make a sound.

How dare this man?

Moonlight streamed through the window and fell upon the two of them.

The room was so quiet that only their breathing and Mei Terumi's erratic heartbeat could be heard.

Time seemed to stretch out at that moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Qianxuan finally broke the deathly silence.

"Look."

His voice was soft, with a hint of mocking laughter.

"I told you, a high ponytail is much more convenient than your previous one."

"At least, it won't poke my eyes now."

Mei Terumi paused for a moment before realizing what he was talking about.

This guy...

What time is it? He's still concerned about his hairstyle?

A complex mix of shame and anger welled up inside me.

She finally found her voice again, and a sharp edge belonging to a Jonin rekindled in her emerald green eyes.

"Let me go!"

"I won't let go."

Qianxuan's answer was crisp and concise.

He even went so far as to tighten his grip on her waist.

"Believe it or not, I can spray you to death with a mouthful of acid mist!"

Mei Terumi gritted her teeth and forced out threatening words.

"I believe you."

Qianxuan's smile grew even brighter.

"However, before you tear me apart with your words, I'm sure I can do something else."

"for example……"

His gaze slowly moved down and landed on Mei Terumi's full chest, which was heaving slightly with anger.

Mei Terumi followed his gaze and looked down. Then, her face flushed red, as if it were about to bleed.

"rogue!"

"Same to you."

Qian Xuan shrugged.

"Breaking into a man's room in the middle of the night, and even trying to kill him. Miss, your behavior isn't exactly honorable, is it?"

Mei Terumi was speechless, choked by his words.

She found that she couldn't keep up with this man's pace at all.

Whether it's fighting or eloquence.

She lost everything.

"Who exactly are you?"

She gave up struggling and asked again.

"As I said, a kind-hearted fabric merchant who was just passing by."

Looking at her face, which was filled with shame and indignation yet breathtakingly beautiful, Qianxuan felt inexplicably better.

Teasing the future Mizukage—that's something he can brag about for a lifetime.

"What's with the scorching energy emanating from you?"

Mei Terumi changed the question.

"No comment."

"What is your purpose in coming to Kirigakure?"

"I have no comment on that either."

Mei Terumi took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

She knew that if things continued like this, she wouldn't get any information out of him.

"Let's make a deal."

She looked at Qian Xuan, her eyes becoming serious.

"Oh?"

Qian Xuan raised an eyebrow.

Tell me about it.

"Let me go!"

Mei Terumi's tone regained the calm and rationality befitting a Jonin.

"I promise that as long as you don't do anything to harm the village, I won't bother you anymore. In fact, I can even provide you with some protection."

"sounds good."

Qianxuan nodded, seemingly genuinely considering it.

"But why should I believe you?"

"Because I am Mei Terumi."

The woman's voice carried an undeniable confidence.

Qianxuan smiled.

Of course he knew she was Mei Terumi.

He also knew that this woman, despite living in the Blood Mist, a place where people devour each other without spitting out their bones, still retained a sense of kindness and a bottom line at heart.

She is someone you can trust.

"All right."

Qian Xuan released her, rolled off her, lay back down on the bed, and pulled the blanket up to get into a comfortable position.

"Transaction complete."

Mei Terumi, now free, sprang up from the bed like a startled rabbit and jumped to the other side of the room, creating a safe distance of five meters between herself and him.

She was breathing heavily, her chest heaving, and she looked at the man on the bed warily, as if she were looking at a prehistoric beast in human skin.

Qian Xuan lay on his side on the bed, propping his head up with one hand, watching her look as if she were facing a formidable enemy with amusement, while not forgetting to make sarcastic remarks.

"Miss, your reaction really hurts my pride."

"Do I really look like a bad guy?"