Chapter 47: Mutual Understanding

After reading through the contents of the scroll, Rasa arranged to have Wu, Tayuya, and Guren stay in one of their diplomatic suites. Each had been given a room of their own, but Tayuya didn’t even bother checking hers out before making herself comfortable in Wu’s. As a result, the latter was using her increasingly pliant ass as a pillow when someone knocked on his door, interrupting his reading of a bout about poisonous plants and herbs native to the region.

Before Tayuya could rise after him, Wu ordered her to ‘behave,’ leaving the pouty redhead lying on her stomach as he made his way over to the door, opening it to find a 157cm tall girl with teal eyes and sandy-blonde hair fixed into four ‘starburst’ pigtails. She had on a light-purple outfit that vaguely resembled the fusion of a low-cut kimono and a nurse’s uniform, hanging from her shoulders to reveal a mesh armor extending from her neck and presumably covering the rest of her torso. She also had on a scarlet sash and some kind of fishnet material covering her left thigh and right calf, the purpose of which Wu could only imagine.

Seeing Wu checking her out, the blonde-haired Kunoichi took the liberty to do the same while questioning, “You’re the ‘infamous’ Saiko Dadi? You certainly don’t look like someone that could take on a Kage…just how old are you?”

Adopting a mischievous smile, Wu replied, “Old enough to understand the implications of your visit, young enough not to give two shits. Do you want to come inside, or would you prefer to let me have the honor…?”

Though she was momentarily confused by Wu’s words, a tinge of pink spread through the girl’s cheeks as she narrowed her eyes into a half-lidded expression and remarked, “You certainly have the confidence part down. Unfortunately for you, I didn’t come here for the reasons you seem to believe. My father asked me to show you and your friend around Suna. But if you’re that desperate for a woman’s touch, I can drop you off at the red light district before returning home.”

Rolling his eyes, Wu teased, “Yeah, yeah…you keep telling yourself you’re just here to be my guide. With badassery like mine, do you think I haven’t been through this same song and dance before? Also, plan on introducing yourself any time soon?”

Furrowing her brows, the blonde-haired girl replied, “Temari of the Sand…” in a low growl. Despite her denial, she clearly understood why her father had tasked her with being Dadi’s escort during his stay in Suna. The boy was strong enough to defeat a Tailed Beast and contend against a Kage at twelve years old. Their alliance with Oto was also recently forged, so ‘strengthening their ties’ mutually benefited both parties. She just didn’t want to admit she was being treated as a tool to further Suna’s interests…

Directing his gaze to Temari’s chest, Wu playfully remarked, “Temari, huh? It suits you…”

As her name meant ‘hand ball,’ Temari immediately understood what Wu was implying as he stared at her breasts. The sudden urge to punch him swelled within her mind, but, understanding the disastrous consequences of doing so, she forced a smile and replied, “Thanks. My mother gave it to me…”

Increasing Temari’s desire to punch him a thousandfold, Wu shamelessly remarked, “It clearly isn’t the only thing she gave you…”

Inhaling a steadying breath, Temari’s expression and tone became serious as she said, “My mother died more than twelve years ago. I would appreciate it if you didn’t make such crass jokes…”

Catching the sandy-blonde a little by surprise, Wu’s cheeky smile turned into an awkward, ostensibly apologetic grin as he scratched the back of his head and awkwardly inquired, “Is that so…?” before following it with a sincere-sounding, “Sorry…”

Recovering after several surprised blinks, Temari crossed her arms and averted her gaze to the side as she softly replied, “Don’t worry about it. She died a long time ago. Besides, I can kind of understand why you’d feel the need to crack jokes at a time like this. My youngest brother also had power and responsibility thrust upon him. It…isn’t easy, is it?”

Shaking his head, Wu asserted, “It’s a better position to be in than the shoes of my enemies. It also permits me to meet cute and considerate girls such as yourself. In that regard, I would argue I’m quite fortunate…”

Seeing Wu immediately revert to his playful persona, Temari exhaled a tired sigh before adopting a faint smile and pointedly remarking, “At least you’re aware of it. If any other guy tried to approach me, my father would review every aspect of their character and background before summoning them to his office to inform them of their inadequacies and warn them of their proper place. This is probably the longest conversation I’ve had with a boy outside my immediate family.”

As Temari kept mentioning her family at virtually every opportunity, Wu’s expression became ‘serious’ as he remarked, “Your father is a wise man. If I had a daughter half as cute as you, I’d have her walk around with a stick and teach her to beat the shit out of any boy brave enough to approach…”

Though she knew Wu’s words were pure lip service, Temari couldn’t help exhaling an amused chuckle. She still wasn’t all that enthused about the circumstances she had been forced into, but at least Wu was easy to talk to…

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Observing the interaction between Wu and his daughter using a technique that allowed him to link his vision to an eye formed of sand particles, Rasa gave a curt nod and muttered, “It seems I was worried for nothing…”

While it was true he frequently invited his daughter’s would-be suitors to his office, Rasa only did so because he wanted to find someone ‘worthy’ of her. If the people targetting her couldn’t even look him in the eye and request his permission to pursue her, how could he trust them to remain firm if his daughter’s life was in danger? At least with someone like Dadi, he could be sure she would be protected. The strong were usually just as possessive. If something jeopardized what was ‘theirs,’ they would fight for it with every fiber of their being…

Canceling his Jutsu, Rasa returned his eyes to the scroll penned to him by Orochimaru. It rehashed the details of their upcoming invasion of Konoha but also outlined a path for future cooperation. Once ‘destroyed,’ Konoha, or, more accurately, another village, would need to be constructed in its place. Suna lacked the workforce and population to protect their interests abroad, so Orochimaru had proposed a union between Dadi and Temari to prevent arguments over the distribution of land and resources. Simply put, the duo would become the leaders of a village that served the interests of both Suna and Oto.

Though the arrangement would invariably favor Otogakure, Rasa knew that, with his strength, he couldn’t possibly defend both Suna and a newly formed village. He would have needed to assign someone to protect and administrate the region, so who better than his daughter and a boy whose potential seemed limitless? Dadi wasn’t even a teenager but could already defeat Tailed Beasts without external assistance. If anyone could protect his daughter and a newly established village, Saiko Dadi could…

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After accompanying Temari around her shithole of a village for the better part of six hours, Wu returned to his room to find Tayuya in the middle of doing handstand pushups. Her physique had improved tremendously in just a single month, so it was now possible to make out the outline of her abdominal muscles as she strained to keep her balance and complete her most recent set.

As he had come to appreciate watching others train after years of being an involuntary mentor, Wu snuck over to the bed and silently scrutinized Tayuya’s form and progress. The prickly redhead had a lazy, almost cat-like personality at times, but she could also be really hardworking when she wanted to be. It would be some time before she met Wu’s standards, but she was making steady progress, and it showed.

Finished with a ‘light set,’ totaling 100 verticle pushups, Tayuya exhaled a sigh and controlled her transition to become perfectly horizontal without touching the ground. Then, while continuing to support herself with just her hands, she spread her legs wide, eventually doing a full split before raising herself onto the tips of her fingers and holding the posture. It was quite the sight to behold from Wu’s perspective, but he resisted the urge to comment as one of the things he despised most was being interrupted in the middle of his training…

Fortunately, Tayuya’s rather peculiar planking exercise was one of the last in a routine that has lasted more than two hours. When she was finished, her scarlet locks were caked to her body, but there was a gratified smile on her face as she absentmindedly traced the line of her abdomen. Before meeting Wu, she had never imagined developing her physique to the point she had visible abs. It was only possible due to an uncompromising diet and a considerable amount of exercise, but she was gradually beginning to take pride in her results.

Seeing Tayuya admiring herself, Wu couldn’t help but ask, “Would you like a mirror, my narcissistic little tomato?”

Starling slightly, Tayuya looked toward Wu with slightly widened eyes before regaining her usual edge as she asked, “Do you always have to be such a voyeur…?”

Shaking his head, Wu asserted, “You’re not the only one captivated by your progress. Seeing your muscles develop and watching your flexibility improve fill me with just as much gratification as you. After all, I’m bound to ‘benefit’ quite a bit in the future.”

Rolling her eyes, Tayuya retorted, “You could ‘benefit’ right now if you weren’t so concerned with a brat that isn’t even here…”

Since he was supporting his head with his left hand, Wu shrugged and raised his right as he mused, “I would think you had a vested interest in me being the type of man who keeps his promises.”

Unable to refute Wu’s words, Tayuya just snorted through her nose in a pouty huff. She had never once felt this ‘frustrated’ before meeting and getting to know Wu. If the very notion didn’t disgust her, she might find another man just to alleviate the ‘itch’ that was beginning to drive her a little crazy…

Making her way over to Wu’s bedside, Tayuya’s expression became serious as she said, “Let me sit on your face…”

Turning his eyes up at the zesty redhead, Wu teased, “Is that any way to ask for a favor~?”

Spurred by her ‘frustration,’ Tayuya’s revised Cursed Seal of Heaven began to stir, quickly transitioning from her base state to her level two, now completely symmetrical transformation as she growled, “Please let me sit on your face…Wu-sama…”

As he found Tayuya’s transformed state more than a little charming, the color of Wu’s eyes shifted from gold to a fiery red as he replied, “That’s my girl…” before lying on his back, patting his chest, and adding, “Come to daddy…”

With Wu’s consent, Tayuya didn’t hesitate to strip away her spats and top before straddling the former’s face. Her muscle density and, as a result, her weight increased quite a bit in her transformed state. However, as he was used to casually spinning around a staff that weighed 8000kgs, Wu was able to freely maneuver Tayuya’s bottom with his hands before giving her the ‘medicine’ she needed to tide herself over until he could break her, and many others, completely…

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(A/N: When horny gets literal…)