Chapter 196: Mist Shadow Booty - 3

Chapter 196: Mist Shadow Booty - 3

The meaning behind what he said, pleasant and complimentary sounding as it was, couldn't be hidden at all.

'You can't say shit about me having those swords, you stole from us first fuck face.'

Ao forced a smile on his face, "I see, you have friends in high places I suppose," he 'chuckled', though to Daiki it sounded more teeth grinding, "And it's very impressive such a young lad managed to overcome Raiga, he was a very powerful shinobi."

"I wouldn't know," Daiki just shrugged, pleasant smile not twitching a fraction of an inch, "If I'm being honest, he didn't last very long, I killed him in one hit, I was actually quite disappointed. I guess the bounty on his head was nice at least I suppose, kinda cheap though for an A-rank."

A vein pulsed on Ao's neck.

Ao almost robotically turned back around and continued on, "Very...impressive." he bit out, not looking back at all.

If Daiki's pleasant smile flickered into a victorious smirk for a moment, then it was really just a trick of the light.

...Even though they were outside.

Totally.

"That's r-really incredible Daiki-san!" Chojuro was a lot different though, giving him a bit of an awed look, "I-I don't think I c-could beat Raiga-san in a fight, but you did it in one hit attack? I-I suppose it's no wonder you were chosen to be an envoy at so y-young if you're that s-strong!"

He fumbled his words a bit, but he was honest at least.

Anko he saw in his peripheral, had raised her eyebrow at him. He flashed the finger at her.

They were led from the port into the main elevated paths of the village, towards the large spherical building he'd noticed at the very centre of the village.

Once they reached it, Ao bid them to wait outside the Mizukage's office while he went in to 'announce' their arrival.

Which was really just code for him to let her know what he'd gleamed from them on their little walk into the village, while Chojuro stood watch over them and made sure they didn't get up to anything funky.

Not that they would.

He and Anko hadn't spoken a word to each other since Ao and Chojuro appeared. There really wasn't any need.

Daiki relaxed in one of the chairs outside the Mizukage's office, casually leaning on his elbow after sitting it on the armrest and sweeping his gaze over the interior with his eyes.

Anbu littered the place.

Dozens of them spread out throughout the building. Which was to be expected.

And like a robot that had lost all conscious thought, Ao did just that, opening the door for him to enter and standing aside. And shutting it closed as soon as he stepped in.

Once inside, Daiki's eyes immediately took note of the space within almost unconsciously. It was a wide open spherical room with dark blue flooring and dark grey walls, it was sparsely decorated with a few pictures, but otherwise the only thing of note within the large spherical room, was the large desk at the other side of the room and the oval curving window panels that gave a full view out over the village.

Much more interesting though, and the thing or rather person that took up his conscious gaze though, was the woman leaning against the desk, arms crossed and a pleasant smile across her plump, shiny pink lips.

And what a woman she was.

She was tall for a woman, her stature a few inches above the average height of women he was used to, with eyes a mesmerizing and piercing shade of emerald green.

Fair skinned and beautiful, she was clad in a figure accenting blue battle dress that hung from her chest and didn't cover her shoulders at all, dangling to just passed her knees, with her feet clad in sturdy blue toeless ninja boots.

And left plenty of cleavage to his gaze.

Like god damn. Her breasts were massive, bigger even than Anko's. Yet, despite their size hung high, proud and perky on her chest.

But, yet despite the temptingly deep valley of cleavage she displayed, Daiki's attention was more focused on her hair, and her face. Her face was sharp, yet beautiful, with thin almost dainty cheek bones that curved in at an angle that made her face look incredibly feminine and beautiful. An eye catching curtain of wavy auburn absolutely gorgeous hair, tied at the top with a topknot reached down passed her backside, nearly to her ankles. While her bangs curved around her face, hiding one from view and framing only shimmering emerald green eye, giving her an almost ethereal mysterious look.

'Oh no, she's stupid hot.' Daiki thought in that moment.

Anko and the old man might have been hyping it up a bit more than necessary, but they weren't exactly lying.

Mei Terumi was stupidly gorgeous.

Beyond gorgeous even. Those looks, those eyes, that hair. And those god damn curves.

He had to admit, Mei was definitely the most beautiful women he'd ever seen.

...Except maybe Naruko, but she didn't count.

On account of not really existing.

Shame that.

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No matter who died and how hard shit is, the grind must continue.