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NRaO Chapter 36
🕑 Added 2024-05-31 20:03:56 +0000 UTCI could only chuckle as that would have worked earlier. If he hadn’t given himself away with the female who tried to scream this might have worked but I had already placed silencing scrolls on the walls before I began. Another fifteen male slaves. All looked to be shinobi, going from very weak genin to someone who might have had chunin potential with his special kekkei genkai.
The command he gave them was only to scream if they thought someone was trying to free them. They made no attempt at stopping me as I slowly moved from one to the next just letting them scream. A few seconds after I finished changing the slave owner to myself on the last screaming ninja a man opened the door.
I don’t even bother looking as I yell. “What the fuck do you want!?” The sheepish male voice came from him. “S-sir. Your wife is on her way.” I paused in the middle of transferring ownership of the one I was still messing with. The way he spoke meant two things. I either loved my wife(haha yea fucking right) or she was the real leader of this group.
I was just going to steal these slaves but now I was curious. The slaves I claimed could fight their way out or even claim the building if they wanted to. I had no doubts I could leave right now and still come out ahead but I really wished to see the woman that would marry a man like this. I was led to her yelling at the attendant that I was too busy thinking to make my way there by myself.
My clone I left behind finished the male slaves and with the female slaves all claimed already I was ready for a fight if there would be one. I opened the door and a woman of incredible beauty looked in my direction. This short, big-nosed loser was married to her!? Her frame was slightly more muscular than most other women but I could tell she was a shinobi. Not just a shinobi, a strong shinobi.
Her tanned arms and legs led to a beautiful pale face with beautiful pink eyes. She had to be a kekkei genkai user. I was so stunned drinking in her beauty that I had dropped my act entirely. The only reason I was broken from my staring was her beginning to yell at me. “Oh, so the man who wants all the female slaves at once thinks he can just walk in here without kowtowing a thousand times?”
I decided I was done pretending. I might manage to get by while pretending to be subservient. I didn’t want this woman who would soon be warming my bed to ever see me in that light. I smiled at her before saying. “Ahh, that was a lie. I only did it to get access to the slaves so I could take them from your husband. I’m truly sorry about that.”
Her eyebrows rose as I spoke and walked towards her. I decided to keep the false appearance up as I spoke. I knew I could fight my way out of here or even if this clone was destroyed I had enough close by to help the slaves escape. I sat down at the table never breaking eye contact, just staring at her perfect pink eyes. The placid look on her face changed to that of a maniacal grin.
“Oh, is that so? And what makes you think I won't just yell for help? Why would I not just attack you outright for stealing from me?” I could only keep smiling at her. “Because I know your type. You’re more curious about who I am and I doubt you’d ever stoop so low as to ask for help. No, after this conversation we’ll fight, I’ll beat you and then you’ll spend the rest of your life happily raising our children. That’s after we kill your husband of course.”
She grew more and more happy as I spoke. She most likely wanted a good fight and the way I spoke so casually made her believe she would get one. She just walked through the desk between us. Her powerful legs broke the desk in half. Even with all this noise, there is no one checking in on us. This noise and furniture destruction most likely happens often.
I wanted to say it was a close and fair fight but it wasn’t. I quickly closed the distance, my speed obviously superior to hers as I grabbed her by her face before she could get away. She punched me and I couldn’t let it land, she could still easily break my clone and I refused for that to happen now. Kicking her legs out from underneath her I slam her onto her back.
This is still while I was pretending to be the short man with a big red nose. I take two steps back, I could have ended it there but I wanted to see what type of kekkei genkai she had and wasn’t disappointed. Her cheeks puff up as she spits out a glob of flaming vitrified sand. I avoid it but that is definitely an instant death sentence for anyone struck by it.
Even now my eyes widened and my excitement grew from the uniqueness of her lava release. She spits out two volcanic glass daggers and charges at me. I’m half tempted to keep drawing this fight out but I’ve seen enough. As special as her kekkei genkai is, it’s beyond her skill level to beat someone so much faster and stronger than herself.
I quickly closed the distance again drawing her off-guard again because I was going full speed. Two hand chops come down knocking the weapons out of her hands as another comes up striking her throat. She begins to wheeze as my final strike swings around and injects the paralyzing poison into her. I seal her again as I plan my escape. Leaving a fake version of her inside the room I ran out as the fake girl tossed a vase at the door.
I acted scared as I spoke to the attendant meant to be here in case we needed something. I told him to leave her alone as I needed to leave the building for something she wanted. The man only shook his head in agreement as I went and gathered my slaves. Even with everything that happened someone stopped to question me. “Sir, why are you bringing all the slaves?”
I practically bit his head off. “Because my wife wants something! I’ll need all of them in case I don’t have enough money!” I swing at him missing on purpose as he easily dodges. I have the slaves pick up the rickshaw because I might as well steal the very nice transportation. I breathed a sigh of relief as somehow everything worked out.
Slowly we made our way back to Konohagakure. I couldn’t wait to taste the women. It was very, very difficult to hold back even as a clone. The main reason I didn’t was the lack of perfect senses. You could learn ninjutsu at a rapid pace but you were missing the components to absolutely perfect it. Even if a clone used a jutsu a million times in order to perfect it you needed a real body.
The clone couldn’t feel the microscopic changes as they only had about seventy-five percent of a real person's sensations. Your body makes several adjustments to cast the spell differently than it's taught instinctively that you just would never pick up as a clone. The same went for sex, at least for me. Why only feel seventy-five percent when you can get one hundred percent of the feeling?
