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

Chapter 75 Woman, You're Playing with Fire

The wind seemed to have stopped blowing on the training field.

Qianxuan's outstretched finger froze in mid-air, less than an inch away from Ye Cang's chin.

His domineering CEO-style smile froze.

Scorching Escape Envoy...

Because my name is Zhuo Dunshi?

What kind of answer is that?

Has this woman's thought process been influenced by spending too much time with Tsunade and Kushina?

Looking into Ye Cang's clear eyes, which seemed to say "Are you stupid?", Qian Xuan felt that the atmosphere he had carefully created had been completely ruined by a single sentence.

He silently withdrew his hand, coughed twice to cover his embarrassment.

"Alright."

He sighed resignedly and knelt down on one knee before Ye Cang once again with practiced ease.

Never mind, the process doesn't matter, the result is what matters.

When his hand touched the foot wearing ninja sandals again, Qianxuan's mood instantly brightened.

Yekura's feet are completely different from Tsunade's.

Tsunade is a perfect work of art, fair-skinned and slender, every curve of her body as if meticulously designed by the gods.

Yekura's feet, on the other hand, resembled a finely crafted weapon.

His skin was a healthy wheat color, and there were faint marks on the insteps of his feet from wearing ninja sandals for many years.

The feet are also very beautiful, but the lines of the ankles and calves are full of explosive power, making it easy to imagine the amazing speed and power that these feet can unleash on the battlefield.

There wasn't an ounce of excess fat; every inch of her skin was firm and toned.

As Qianxuan kneaded the fabric with professional technique, he sighed inwardly.

I really don't understand.

These female ninjas, who fight and kill every day, climbing trees and wading through water, don't even have calluses on their feet. They are all better maintained than the princesses of the daimyo's family.

This unscientific.

While he was immersed in his academic research, Ye Cang suddenly let out a very soft, satisfied sigh.

She leaned back on the stone bench, tilted her head slightly back, and closed her eyes, seemingly enjoying the service.

Qianxuan's movements became even gentler.

Yecang felt a wave of comfort emanating from her feet, a feeling that made her feel relaxed all over, but she also felt a mix of emotions.

She peeked through a crack in her eye and looked at the man who was bowing his head, intently serving her.

She had become quite familiar with this face over the past few days.

Sometimes, he acts like a rogue, spouting nonsense that can drive people crazy.

Sometimes, he's like a devil, able to turn a military port to ashes in the blink of an eye.

But now, he was kneeling before him, using those hands that could kill and save, to do something that only a servant would do.

Yekura's heart was in turmoil.

She remembered the true owner of the Thousand Hands Mansion, who had also been served by this man.

Lady Tsunade.

Whether it's her identity, status, strength, or... that face and figure that all women envy.

It seems that I can't compare to her in anything.

This man's kindness towards me might just be a passing fancy, or perhaps it's simply out of sympathy and pity.

Thinking of this, Ye Cang felt a pang of bitterness in her heart that she herself did not even realize.

"well……"

A barely audible sigh escaped from her lips.

"What's wrong?"

Qianxuan stopped moving. He looked up and saw Yecang's somewhat forlorn expression, thinking that she was thinking about those messy things in Sunagakure again.

He thought about it and, unusually, became serious for once.

"With me, you don't need to worry about all that nonsense."

Qianxuan's voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable certainty.

"No one can force you to do something you don't want to do, and no one dares to stab you in the back."

"I'm not so bad that I can't even protect the person I picked up."

Yekura's body trembled violently.

She looked at Qian Xuan, her eyes swirling with emotions.

This man... he figured it out?

No, he didn't notice.

He thought he was still saddened by the past, so he comforted himself in his own clumsy yet incredibly sincere way.

A warm current flowed quietly through Ye Cang's heart, washing away the bitterness and inferiority he felt.

Looking at him, she suddenly realized that perhaps she didn't need to compare herself to anyone.

"Qian Xuan".

She spoke softly.

"Um?"

"From now on... whenever you want to do it."

Qianxuan was stunned for a moment.

"even……"

Ye Cang's eyes were brighter than ever before as she looked at him and spoke, word by word.

"If you want to do something even more outrageous, you can."

Qianxuan: "?"

He felt his brain was going blank.

What... what kind of indecent words are these?

Did I hear that right?

"Are you...you're that open-minded?"

Qianxuan looked at Ye Cang's serious face and didn't know how to react for a moment.

Are you serious?

Yekura did not answer.

She simply and slowly lifted the foot that Qianxuan was holding in his hand.

Then, under Qian Xuan's increasingly wide and incredulous gaze, she gently brought her toes to his lips.

There was not a trace of shyness on her face.

Instead, there was a hint of curiosity, and a secret excitement, like someone who had pulled off a prank.

"I'll let you lick it."

boom--!

Qianxuan felt as if he had been hit head-on by a Tailed Beast Ball.

He froze on the spot, his mouth slightly agape, staring at the faintly fragrant toes so close to his, his mind completely blank.

"I didn't... I didn't... What are you thinking?!"

Five full seconds passed before Qian Xuan suddenly came to his senses. Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he scrambled backward, looking at Ye Cang with a terrified expression.

Ye Cang stared blankly at his comical, panicked appearance, as if he had seen a ghost.

Then, she burst out laughing.

That smile was like a sliver of sunshine breaking through a cloud-covered sky, so radiant that it was impossible to look away.

She pulled her foot back, looked at the man who was still in shock, and suddenly felt that she seemed to...

She had mastered a remarkable technique specifically designed to deal with this man.

……

Qianxuan didn't know how he ended that "teaching" session.

All he remembered was that Yekura seemed to be in a very good mood and taught him all the principles and tricks of the Scorching Release technique.

He himself was in a dazed state the whole time.

As Kazukura and Sengen walked back to the Senju mansion, Sengen felt his worldview being challenged like never before.

Just as he was lost in thought, the conversation of several Konoha ninjas chatting idly by the roadside drifted into Qianxuan's ears.

"Have you heard? News has come from Kumogakure that the Third Raikage has died in battle."

"Really? That's the Third Raikage! The strongest spear and the strongest shield in the ninja world!"

"It's true. It's said that to cover his comrades' retreat, he fought alone against tens of thousands of Iwagakure ninjas for three days and three nights before finally succumbing to exhaustion..."

"Sigh, the war... it's finally coming to an end."

Qianxuan's steps suddenly stopped.

The Third Raikage died in battle.

The news struck him like a thunderbolt.

This means that the Third Shinobi World War has entered its final stage.

What about after that?

The conspiracy of Kirigakure, the Three-Tails Jinchuriki, Rin Nohara...

A strong sense of anxiety instantly gripped his heart.

The slight bewilderment and embarrassment on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

No.

I must go to the Land of Water again.

He didn't want to see that gentle and kind girl who always followed Obito become a cold corpse.